Male Oc Game Of Thrones Fanfiction の小説・ストーリー

he started, a mischievous smirk crossing his lips. Dear Goddess! Now I was certain that I did NOT want to hear that story at all! Nonetheless, I didn't want to carry on my childhood story even more. I forced my lips to form an odd, half-smile and listened. "I went to a training camp with Tyrion," he said, keeping a smirk on his mouth. "She was one of the pack's Gamma's daughter. She just turned eighteen and was three years older than me. She kept babbling about the Blood Moon and finding her mate. She said that she was keeping her virginity for him. I thought she was hot, and I decided that she would be mine no matter what. It took me a while, but we spent a night together. Then, a week late

A feeling explodes in the pit of my stomach. It’s a hunger for something softer, something more passionate. Fuck. I’m having these thoughts while being sober as shit. What have the HawkThorne brothers done to me? As if on cue, I turn to find Malachi climbing onto the platform. I fix my gaze on him, from his black shirt and navy green pants which show his very obvious hard on, back to his face. Those grey eyes of his are laced with a desire so fierce, I want to give him every last filthy bit of me that exists.

Cian laughed, “It is a beautiful night, and they are passionate creatures. Do you really blame them for taking advantage of the things that lay before them?” “But anyone can see them!” I muttered, horrified and slightly aroused. “Look,” he pointed to a tall man with yellow hair. I recognized him from earlier; it was Malcolm, the Duke of Draven. He had girl in his arms, and I mean that literally, his hand was on her breast and the other was stroking between her thighs. Cian moved closer; his husky voice tickled my neck. “Do you see the way she writhes in his grasp?”

Unfortunately, the girl’s screams only made the game even hotter. Draco went crazy thrusting into the girl beneath him wildly. The sound of moans echoed throughout the magnificent room. Luna opened her thighs wide—as if allowing Draco to enter her deeper. “Ah, Draco!”

Like I am going to let a war come in between me and my pride. "Pretty cowardly of you to hide while punching me, why don't you show me that disgusting face of yours?"Malcom manages to smirk at me. though I can see him tremble under my gaze. Let's see how much Malcom likes to breathe. I wrap my arms around his neck pressing my thumbs into his throat His eyes turn red and begin to water, and just as I use my bending to take the residual air in his lungs I get impaled right below my breastbone.

My mouth goes dry as Damien slams Malleus against the wall and spins him to slam into the younger half Lycan’s ass as he shifts into full Lycan form and my mate’s huge member grows even larger and dangerous looking and his eyes glow. Draknar shows true excitement in his cheers and I realize this is something he has been hoping for. Malleus seems to fight against Damien and he could overpower him if he wished to. Both are enormous men, but Malleus has even more bulk and power behind him. But it seems to be part of the game Lycans play when they fuck. I nearly cum watching Damien pound into Mal and the way Mal arches his back and roars as he moans. It is like nothing I have seen before.

I set the cups on the low table between us and studied the cousins as though I were reading the lines on a map. “My lady,” Darius said. His bow was correct only the fraction of respect a ruler gives when she is potentially useful. He never offered more than necessary. “Yes.” I uncapped the moment like a blade. “We have a problem. Its name is Cael.” Malek’s smirk sharpened, as if my words were a gift. “The omega.” He rolled the name in his mouth like a stone. “The pack speaks his name like a bruise. They say he softens Thorne’s spine. They say he makes the king foolish.”

In this scenario, Malachi is positioned on top of Rune, and the latter tightly wraps his legs around Malachi's waist while Malachi vigorously thrusts inside of him. “You feel fucking amazing,” Malachi groans, showing no signs of stopping as he grips Rune’s upper thighs. He falls forward, his thrusts growing harder and harder; their groans like a delicious symphony to my ears. Slapping skin, men’s groans and whimpers, and Malachi’s filthy talk. Who would have thought I’d find the image of two men like this alluring? Gods, I find it more than alluring; it’s because of them that I fall over the precipice for the last time, gripping the sheets in my hand.

“Suck me until I fill your fucking throat, until you can’t breathe. And then you’re going to tell Tasha and Vivian exactly what Daddy made you do.” She nodded as best she could, her head bobbing with each violent thrust. Malcolm groaned, the sound deep and primal. “Such a good slut,” he praised darkly. “Such a perfect little whore for Daddy’s cock. Look at me, slut,” Her gaze flicked up, meeting him through blurred vision. He smiled, a predatory curl of his lips. “There’s my good girl,” he murmured. With a final, brutal thrust, Malcolm came, filling Kachi’s mouth and throat. She gagged hard, her whole body shuddering as she struggled not to choke. But Malcolm held her there, buried deep, as

Adonis POV No! No! Nate growled in my head, fighting to be set free to run to his mate. Her scent was overwhelming now. The disgusting scent of half breeds, it made my blood boil with rage. The smell of her blood ravaged my nostrils, she has been hurt. Dead even.