Maid Sama Fanfiction Lemon Novels & Stories

"Oh yeah? What's on your mind?" Maya bit her lip, her gaze locking onto mine. "I want to fuck you, Liam. And I want Thea to watch." Here she goes again. I rolled my eyes. Liam froze, his spoon stopping halfway to his mouth. He blinked, looking from Maya’s flushed face to me, completely caught off guard. He let out a low, breathy laugh, a dark flush creeping up his neck. "Damn," Liam murmured, his voice dropping an octave as his grip tightened on Maya's waist. "You guys actually do that? Is that... a problem?"

', ‘This is our only daughter Mylena’ Sirius gazed at her, she had waist-length rich golden hair and flashing emerald green eyes, a perfect figure that aroused his desires and he knew instantly. Her eyes met his and they sparked with understanding, she did not hesitate walking straight up to him and placing her small hands on his chest sending an electric shock that raced through him going straight to his groin, ‘Mate’ She said loud enough for her parents to hear and he placed his hand over hers, ‘Mate’ Sirius caught her to him and kissed her possessively sealing their Mate bond as he did so, when he released her she stood by his side smiling happily at her parents.

“you both mother and daughter are one hell of pair.” “Whore!” Grace spat. “You’re all whores!” “Yeah, and we love it,” Manuels snickered. “Eat her, Marika. Go on. Eat your mother’s cunt.” Marika was no longer worried. Lust ruled her mind now, and she knew that once her mother realized how much fun sex was, she’d be happy too. She soaked her mother’s thigh with cunt cream then crawled between her legs. “Your pussy’s beautiful, Mother you know that.” she purred.

“Wow. He even knocks like money.” Leo beams. “Uncle Damon! We were playing dragons!” Damon crouches slightly, indulging him. “Were you? Did you win?” “Of course! Mommy helped.” His gaze slides from Leo to me, amusement flickering. “I’d expect nothing less.” Maya nudges me with her elbow, whispering just loud enough: “You two actually look good together. Mummy and Daddy.” I glare at her so hard she bites back a laugh. Damon’s mouth curves –just the faintest hint of a smile– but he says nothing. That alone makes the air feel hotter.

Damika smiled warmly “Yaayyyy ! I have a little tigress, I have a little sister, I’m so happy, maasi mom, I want to meet her, why can’t you bring her to the island?” Little Tiger heard about having a little sister as soon as he entered with a gift for his maasi mom Maya just now realised why was the child calling her maasi mom, because she was his maasi, mother’s sister, a flood of affection filled her heart as she searched for Mahira in the boy’s face

Their son sat in his high chair, reaching for a piece of fruit. “You're spoiling them,” Maya said. Damon looked at him. “He's hungry.” “He had breakfast.” “He wants more.” “He always wants more.” Damon smiled. “Then he's definitely your son.” Maya laughed. “You're impossible.” Their daughter made a small sound. Damon immediately looked down. “What?” “She wants your attention.” “She has it.” Maya watched him kiss the baby's forehead. She smiled. There were moments when she still couldn't believe this was her life.

Alpha Josiah asked in a levelled voice. “Open your wallet, old man. You owe Mom twenty bucks,” Liam said cheekily. Luna Sierra looked at both of us and squealed in delight, jumping up and down on the balls of her feet. Sean grinned at his brother, whereas my brother looked confused, and my father looked mildly intrigued. “Um, Liam is my true mate,” I whispered to my family. Vinny’s eyes widened in surprise, Dad’s lips twisted into a smirk, and he gave me a nod. I knew that look very well.

Lucian came first — groaning deep as he thrust up hard and flooded my pussy with hot, thick ropes of cum. Damon followed seconds later, burying himself deep in my ass and pumping me full of his release. I collapsed between them, both cocks still buried inside me, cum leaking from both my used holes. They held me there, breathing hard, hands stroking my sweat-slick skin. Father Lucian pressed a surprisingly gentle kiss to my temple. “You’re ours now, Sienna,” he whispered. “Body and soul.” Father Damon’s voice was dark with promise. “And we’re nowhere near finished with you.”

Maya’s heart pounded as Sirena drifted closer, her silver hair flowing around her like threads of moonlight in the water. Those same ice-blue eyes—the ones Maya had stared at in her own reflection for years—studied her with a softness that made her chest ache. “My daughter,” Sirena whispered, her voice carrying through water and air alike, each word like a haunting melody. “The time has come for you to hear what was spoken long before you drew breath.” Maya swallowed hard. Damien was at her back, a steady presence, but even he seemed unsettled. Naomi stood to the side, tense and wide-eyed, her handclutching the wrist of the siren who had claimed her

he snapped at her, but he still stepped away from me, standing closer to her. Pain ripped through me again. Not jealousy, agony. Mate bond agony. Bond betrayal agony. Selene smirked like a cat catching a mouse. “Dam, you can’t talk to the mother of your unborn heir like that,” she said loudly, loud enough for people around to hear. Mother. Heir. The world spun. Louder than before. Darker than before. I stared at Damon, waiting for him to deny it. To reject the claim. To defend me.