Mara Sov Sexy Novels & Stories

Lucien’s pov- I buckled my belt back up, watching Maria slide her panties back up and over her now red marked thigh before covering the site from my eyes as she fixed her dress into place. I was rough with her, a little too rough, not holding back as I relentlessly gave her what she had asked for. The visible red marks left upon her hips, ass cheeks and thighs from my grip not only made me swell with proud possessiveness but swallowed me with a rage aimed only towards myself at the fact I had hurt her enough to leave marks upon her beautiful body.

"Come with me and that's final. Go, change. I'll wait for you here," ___ And that's what happened. I smile at my reflection and glance at Jazeera who's sitting on top of my bed. She's wearing a red off-shoulder dress and her long black silky hair is in a high messy bun, letting a little bit of her hair hang on both sides of her face that emphasizes her feature more. She looks like a Goddess. "You've been staring at me for hours. Do you know that?" She suddenly speaks which causes me to blink my eyes and look back at my reflection.

And I nodded in understanding. "Oh, well do you think Adrian knows I'm a werewolf," I ask, blushing slightly thinking about him again. "Does Adrian think you're cute? Yes." Janet answers, smirking and giggling at my unexpected reaction. "What?!" I cry in shock. "Sorry, but that is the honest truth sweetie. And I bet Varien likes him tooooo." Janet says innocently as Varien whips his head towards us as he sat on his baby seat.

His gorgeous body. "Grace babe it's time to leave" Mara's voice reached my room. I almost forgot that we three are preparing to go on a little relaxing moment. I'm already dressed up whilst waiting for the others. "I'm coming" I replied whilst doing the final touches. About my encounter with Denzel, I didn't tell them though. Although both of them weren't virgins anymore, Mara to be more precise, even Chloe who had a boyfriend earlier can't even compare with Mara in terms of having sex. Mara is more like a sex lover but also a lovely girl, Chloe is more laid back when it comes to sex but still, I didn't find it in me to tell them.

she said huskily as she cut away Grace’s bra and exposed her jiggling tits. Grace was horrified. “Marika! Don’t let her do this to me!” “It’s fun, Mommy,” she said rubbing her hand over her mother’s fleshy tits. “I’ve made it with Manuela. Sex is fabulous.” “Oh … my God!” Grace twisted her body, trying to free herself as Manuela cut away her jeans and panties, exposing her body completely. “My mother is beautiful,” Marika said as she leered down at her pussy. “She makes my mouth water.”

Mj pushed Mara at arms length but didn't let go of her “what's wrong Mara?” Mara opened her bottle and took a long drink before handing it to Mj who did the same. The two girls slid to the floor at the same time leaning against the bed. “Tanner is my mate” Mara almost whispered, Mj took the bottle and gulped down more of the spicy brown liquid, “Why don't you sound happy?” Mj asked as she passed the bottle back to Mara “He’s the brother of an Alpha Moll,” Mara explained “he lives in a pack and he’s a damn hunter so it's not like I could convince him to leave with me-” Mara clapped a hand over her mouth as she passed the bottle back to Mj who laughed low in her throat before she took anothe

Fire needs stone, pup—fuck her, love. Mara’s grin was wicked, her brown eyes locked on his, voice dripping with heat, her hands sliding under her undershirt, lifting it to bare her breasts, the cool air making her nipples harden, her skin prickling, the wildflowers glowing brighter, the dawn’s light catching the hunger in her gaze, the brook’s trickle a soft hum, the grove’s air electric. “Jas, I want you to fuck me like you fought—hard, dirty, now,” she purred, her fingers trailing down her stomach, dipping between her legs, teasing herself, her moan soft, her body arching, the moss soft beneath her, the pine’s bark rough against her back, the dawn’s light a golden glow on her flushed skin,

“Only you....fuck....harder..” He obliged. One hand slid down, fingers finding her clit, rubbing fast, rough circles while he pounded her. The wet slap of skin on skin filled the room. Mara’s legs shook, thighs slick with her own arousal. She came first, hard, and sudden.... her walls clamping down like a fist, pulsing around him, soaking his cock and dripping down her legs. She cried his name, body convulsing, nails scraping the door.

Mara is correct; I need to have fun and forget about the stupid face boss of mine. Mara then expertly worked her magic with makeup, creating a bold and sultry look that matched the vibe of the dress. She even convinced me to wear those infamous "fuck me" heels she mentioned earlier, claiming they were essential for a night out. As we finished getting ready, I looked at myself in the mirror and couldn't deny that Mara had transformed me. The reflection staring back was confident, fierce, and ready for whatever the night had in store. "Alright, Amy, time to let loose and have some fun!" Mara declared as we made our way to the door. The promise of the night beckoned, and the anticipation hung i

If she had seen us, she’d have burnt the house down before she’d let it slide. Mara doesn’t let things go. She was a fighter. And no matter what happened, I could always talk her out of anything. All it took was some tender loving and good sex. The latter I was good at and the former, well I could play any role to perfection. The lights at the mall glowed brightly under the evening rain, as I got closer and closer. The place was still packed even though it was so dark outside already, the rain had really shifted the atmosphere.