Male Oc Game Of Thrones Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"Are you certain of your decisions mate?'' Lucas turns to me. It takes me a short moment to realize that he could sense my emotions just as easily. I shook my head, yes. "Matthew Gale, you hav..'' "Before you start I just wanting to say how much of a wonderful couple you both are.'' The throne room tensed, Lucas father had this look of fear on his face that I couldn't quite understand. Aurelio, who was standing holding a spear, moving so abruptly to where Alpha Matthew was standing and struck him down. Alpha Matthew grunted, clatching his stomach as he fell on his knees. Aurelio looked back at Lucas, it was as If they spoke with their eyes.

He began a punishing, rhythmic assault, his hips slamming against her backside with a heavy, wet thud that echoed through the narrow space. "Yeah, take all of it," Malcom grunted, his breath hot and ragged against her neck. He reached around, his hand finding her throat and squeezing just enough to make her vision sparkle. "You like being claimed by a real man while your betters are dancing twenty feet away, don't you?" "Yes! Oh god, Malcom! Harder! Fuck me like the whore I am!" she wailed, her body arching back to meet every violent surge.

In that same moment, Marlon puts his hand into my pants and pulls out my cock, so that my fluid pours over his pants as he gently runs his hands up and down. This is one of the hottest things I've ever seen in my life, and I keep twitching like a broken machine. His lips are slightly open as he watches my cock move on its own, like a sophisticated toy– I know it's his favorite toy. “Jesus, Luth.” His voice sounds hoarse. Tired. “Oh God, I'm sorry. I think I wore you out,and now you still have to play the game.” “Wear me out? Don't make me laugh, Luth, it's quite the opposite. You've given me strength to play the game.”

He said, angrily. The illusion of the love and softness of his hands broke and I was dragged back to reality which made the pleasure brewing in my belly go away. Alpha Tyrion gripped the tightly and lifted his legs a little above the sheets. Before I knew, he was banging me like a stallion who didn't care about emotions and love making. He just needed his release. The release of his seeds into my ungrateful womb so that he could get rid of me and never touch me again. But could I live without his warm body when I knew how he tasted like?

His body was unreal, as I’ve been slowly learning that male omegas’ beauty was unreal: Though he didn’t have breasts, he did have a beautiful slender body that curved with each top he wore, and now he rocked his top and dark brown leather jacket. “Now this is a statement,” I called in awe of his style as he smiled with glee at my word.i loved being with Jorah even though a part of me knew it was selfish to base my distraction on him, but it was good being away from a certain alpha instead. “Thank you, Myra… You know we need things like this once in a while for our hobbies… But tonight it’s different; we need to head to a pub and get our drinks in and get a fuck in too,” he muttered, and I fi

It's a good thing I manage to balance myself well. "Zai-," I quickly face the person behind me as I scream. "Oh, my Goddesses!" I hold my chest and my knees turn to jelly and slowly lose their strength. But before my butt meets the hard floor, a strong arm grabs my left arm cause me to face my right and almost bump into something hard as a wall. "Hey, careful!" His baritone voice makes my knees give up and just fall. Note, only my knees, okay? His golden-brown eyes are the first one that meets my shaking eyes. I try my best not to look perplexed and shocked.

The male in his hands was already all shades of scarlet. "My lord, I swear it. I'll never do such again, my lord. I won't touch my lady again...please..." "No. I'm going to crush your arms so you'll learn a bitter lesson," Draco growled, flinging the male over the wooden table. He landed with a groan, his wide eyes turned to Draco. He swallowed thickly when he saw the lord's eyes changing color. Draco was losing his control. His beast was rearing to the surface, desiring to tear into

Embry’s warm chest presses against my back, with his fingers moving in circles around my clit before delving into my soaking wet pussy. “Fuck, I can smell her in the hall,” Osric groans upon returning, locking the door behind him, making me smirk. “Because I am about to take what’s mine,” I snarl, pulling back letting Jonathan’s blood drip down my chin and bare chest that heaves up and down. I grab my mate by his throat and pin him to the bed while looking around for something to tie him down with. “You two better give our Queen what she wants,” Osric’s voice comes out a purr, making me look back to see him sitting in a high back chair with a perfect view of us.

Theon's unreasonably big shaft squeezed in and out of her treasure, their body colliding rhythmically whilst weird sounds and scent filled the passageway I realized that I have been watching longer than necessary but it was already too late as my dick have started to get hard from the scene. "Ahh... So tight, damn" Theon said, his voice filling the hallway but the dead Tine have already been buried by his dick and she didn't bother to respond only moaning away her body shivering slightly. Theon suddenly pulled out, and turn her around to face the wall, her two hands resting on them while her ass was pushed out for a better position for Theon. As he was about to enter that was when he saw me

Gorvane pulled out of her and came up to her head, jerking his wet, swollen cock. “What?” Vythea gasped. “I am only trying to protect you.” “Protect yourself now, Vythea.” He gestured at Thornek to bring Malakh to him. “Bring that bastard of a seer over here.” Thornek moved instantly, grabbing Malakh by the arm, and yanking him off balance. He staggered, his robes dragging across the stone, and he stumbled. In front of Malakh, he sprayed thick ropes of hot cum all over Vythea’s face, painting her face with his seed.