Romans & histoires Male Human Female Elf Romance

She smiled and took the hands of the man back into the cover before covering him up to his belly with the spread. Scott was in discomfort having someone's hands roaming all over his body. Plus it was not just anyone's hands, it was that of a woman and the woman was also a human; the creatures he hated the most. Much as he would like to slap the hands away and warn her never to get any closer to him, he reined his emotions in. Even if he didn't hate humans, didn't the woman know that it was wrong for her to keep moving her hands all over a man? Or did she think that the male species' body was made without any emotion? Such that wouldn't allow them to feel anything for such a daring woman?

Official 4 interjected, glancing between them. "I think I can help with that." They heard a new voice say and from the shadows, appeared a lanky male Elf holding a red and white fox along with a female human with a pixie cut and big male human with a scar on his face.

Aiden and I weren’t a thing, yes, we fucked but that didn’t mean anything too because thousands of people fuck all the time, I don't even like Aiden, I am not going to stop hating him or just forget all the bad things he has done to me that easily, we can’t be anything more than fake partners, he doesn’t own me, even though my heart is currently beating so fast with just the thought of his name “Is that a yes, Sunshine?” He ran his fingers through his blonde hair and the strands that covered his ears moved, I couldn’t hide my shock as my mouth dropped open. “You— you’re an Elf?” More steps backwards, he had the elongated ear that only Elves had, surprise was all over me, Elves were not suppo

"Oh?" said the elf. I stood, and dropped my trousers, revealing my erection. "Oh!" she said. I lay on my back. "Your turn to move a bit." I suggested. She hesitated only a moment. Then Fhaernala sat astride me, held me with her fingers, and sank down on my shaft. - "Ahh ..." said someone. I think it was me. She rode me slowly, patiently, seeking her own pleasure. She ground herself against me. Then Fhaernala placed her delicate hands on my chest, and began to slide her hips back and forth. She closed her eyes. Fhaernala came again, grinding, and sagged down onto my chest. I gently rolled her over, and entered her from behind as she lay on her side. It wasn't long before I pulled o

Lucifer dangerously growled and with great force sprinted towards Nyx and the unknown elf man, he pulled his wife by the waist and hid her behind his body. At that time, Zane could no longer understand what to do, men are fighting over a woman who was still under the influence of wanting to get closer to her other mate. It was said that Elves had a strong lust for their partners and that is also why the first meeting of fated elves is treasured by their people. 99 out of 100 elves mated after meeting each other for the first time. And who's to say that this won’t happen again especially with Lucifer ignoring his wife’s sexual desires for years now.

He scratched his chin, in embarrasment. My brows knitted, “But … but you weren’t touching me back.” I whispered. ‘Is he some sort of elf virgin? That isn’t possible right? He is an elf king, and he must have had sex before’ yet, the thought of him sleeping with someone else made bile rush up my throat. He wasn’t mine, not fully but i wanted him to be. I wanted to own him, to have him for as long as possible. He exhaled deeply, “I want you, Eloise, but I am not quite sure how to touch you. I don’t even know if you want me to.”

Logan raised his eyebrow playfully. Beth clicked her tongue and shook her head. “We’re elves, Logan. We can’t be out there doing our jobs if we’re pregnant. A male light elve or Dark elve can impregnate a mortal woman quite easily, but it’s much more complicated the other way around.” “I knew it!” Rafe exclaimed. “My boys can swim! The ‘ol Rafester is gonna go sow his oats all over creation.” “That’s just what we need,” Logan chuckled. “A bunch of baby Rafe’s running around.”

"Be my guest." The truth hurt. Blood magic and essence magic didn't mix and Curzon knew it. He looked ready to tear her from the horse and let it trample her, but a horn sounded, taking his attention. His men surrounded Violet and Curzon, raising swords and spears. The air turned damp and heavy; clouds settled into the treetops. A charge sounded as riders clad in black and gold appeared with a tall elf on a spotted horse leading them. Violet couldn't take her eyes off him. His white hair hung long past his shoulders and a gold crown sat on his brow. His amber eyes carried spun gold inside as if the sun had settled within his gaze for a moment.