Lusty Grandmother Novels & Stories

She gave off a definite slimy bitch vibe, her smile too wide, her eyes too knowing. They got seated. Hades watched her, his expression unreadable. His brother has found the perfect female villain to his side. A true viper in a velvet glove. Then, Grandpa Lucky entered, his old eyes sharp, though his face held a permanent frown when he looked at Gregory. “Enough, boys,” Grandpa Lucky grumbled, his voice raspy. “I’m leaving the country soon. Gregory decided to show up. Let’s try to have a civil meal. For once. Before I’m six feet under and you two are still digging at each other.”

My index finger working tightly on her pussy walls, were she was slowly rocking and humping my fingers. Her eyes drowning with glossiness and she gave out a small laughter. She thrust her face super closer to mine. Her lips brushing against mine. “Trust me you would be surprised at the amount of eggs I lose every fucking night my dearest niece who has the most sensitive pussy and juicy pussy which cums out of control like a slut.”

But the moment the old woman noticed Siena approaching, her fury shifted toward her, those weak eyes behind the thick glasses narrowing with a deadly glare. “So, you finally decided to bless us with your presence?!” the grandmother taunted bitterly. “Huh, Cristiano’s wife?! Did you forget that you’re supposed to make breakfast for your husband’s family? Do you want me to find my grandson another wife since you’re clearly unable to perform your duties as a daughter-in-law?”

He had on a frown as he chewed slowly while staring into space. I guess he does have a lot on his mind. Just beside him was his wife and the Luna of the Ember Pack, Lily Klaus. She was quite a beautiful woman whose body screamed fashion and money. Even though it was dinner she didn't miss the chance to wear quite an expensive dress and jewelry. Opposite her was quite an old woman who Damien had introduced as his grandmother. She was famously known as Grandma Beth in the pack and for an eighty year old woman I must say she's quite bold with the cigarettes.

She turned her back to me and talked. "You know what made it worse for me to get so insecure of you? It's that there were more than two people that were crazy about you. It's like you have your harem. If it is only possible to marry all four then you could have done it. I hated your lust because whenever you show a little interest any man would kneel in front of you as if you are a goddess. But no! You are just an old hag who's hungry for attention! You are whore! And right now, I can't wait to see you dead!"

"And a few centuries of hating me for a mistake I made two hundred years ago.” She tips her wine glass, takes a slow sip, and then slams her mouth onto mine. The kiss is hard and hungry. Warm, dark wine leaks between our lips, tasting like grapes and pure lust. I don't give a fuck that over fifty nobles are watching their Alpha and Luna. They can stare. We look like a fucking p**n show and I love it. My hand grips her slender waist, pulling her against me. She gasps and looks up at me, her pupils blown wide, swallowing the iris. “Careful," she breathes against my lips. "You actually remember how to want something."

“Wait… do you smell that?” Clara frowned faintly. “Smell what?” Fallon inhaled again. “Like… something burning?” Elara lifted her head slightly, nose wrinkling. “Probably the kitchen,” she said, uninterested. “It’s a party.” Fallon didn’t look convinced, but she shrugged it off. “Hmm.” Behind the DJ stand, hidden by layers of velvet drapery and decorative lighting, something sparked. A thin wire, stretched too tight, too overloaded. It flickered once. Twice.

"He is rude. Strict. Evil. Dominating." She slammed her hands on the table. "He is fucking with my mind" "Ohh, calm down girl." Kathy patted her back. "But he makes you come?" "Yes, everytime... Every single time... He tears my clothes, he tie my hands and he makes me cum... Everytime!" Grace exclaimed. "Damn, i want someone to do that to me" Kathy chuckled. "He is such a daddy material" "Daddy?" Grace pouted. "No, he is chief... And he has huge dick"

She suddenly grabbed my hair. “Let me go.” I struggled. Summer tried to help but Chloe's minions are onto her. “Not until you tell me the truth.” Chloe demanded. “And what do you think the truth is?” “That you fucked him.”she snapped I chuckled. “I wish I did. I mean, he's a hottie.” I said, trying to mess with her dumb brain and it worked… it got her more agitated. “You bitch.” She tried to hit me but I don't give her the chance to. I pulled her grip out of my hair and twisted her hands, shoving her away from me.

DANTE I would not tell him lest I wanted his ego to explode, but Caiathus was right about coming to their epic badass grandmother. Grandmother Ayla was a peach, a gem, and a one-of-a-kind woman that I was glad to have met. Goddess, her humor was to die for and the funniest fucking shit I had ever heard. Could we just duplicate her?