Marichat Fanart Spicy Novels & Stories

I ask, heart stuttering. She holds up a finger. Scrolling. Analyzing. Re-scanning. Jake’s hand grips my thigh. Hard. “It’s… unusual,” Mara finally says. Jake’s voice drops into a lethal whisper. “What does that mean?” She looks at me first. Then at him. Then back at the tablet. “Ella,” Mara says slowly, “your pup is stronger than they should be.” I blink. “Stronger how?” Mara turns the tablet so we can see.

I say, relieved when the waiter returns with a grilled platter of sizzling wings, a dipping sauce, our hot drinks, and a bottle of water. “Thanks.” Marcel says and I find myself admiring him. Was it strange that I wanted to brush my hand down his jaw? His dark chocolate eyes are watching me, and I suddenly feel thirsty. I look away, licking my lips. “So, do you like spicy food? These hot wings they have here are really tasty, and super spicy.” “I actually do. I tend to eat mild food with Corrado, but I do enjoy my spices. I do like eating green chillies by themselves.”

Arthur loves it so much to feel a dick in his ass that he cums straight away, making big noises of pleasure. Maria turns to me and to my huge surprise, she isn't wearing a strap-on, she has a fucking huge cock. "-What the fuck is going on? Where did you hide that all this time? -Oh, darling, you thought that I am just a stupid regular woman. Well, I am not, I am a freaking futanari witch!"

Perhaps, even with her skeptical demeanor, she had been holding on to the sliver of hope that if anyone would accept her, it would be her mate. That hope was dashed. She had just been rejected, and even if it was by an evil menace who deserved death for the harm he had brought to the settlement, his rejection carried weight. “Do not say such a thing,” Sheeva chastened. Marcel turned a raised brow to her, and she lowered her head slightly. “She is not worthy of being my mate. I can practically smell how weak she is. What are you, an Omega?” It was meant as a joke, but when there was no response, he found he had guessed right.

She was my Luna, my light, my day, my beauty, and the reason why I chose to wake up every day, knowing that I would have a little more peace than trouble… simply because I knew that she was around. “Tell me something,” I said. “Is your mate worth all this trouble? If you give in, if you choose to accept her, if she accepts you, would she be worth it?” Marcel frowned, clearly confused by the question. “I don’t…” “You know exactly what I mean.” I said, stopping him. “The fire in her, the fire in you… if they clash, do you think that it would be worth it?” “Yes.” He said, a beat later, not even bothering to waste time to think.

Uriel Mariah stood up to wash her hands in the sink. I stood, holding my arms around my stomach. My tummy continued to have those funny ‘cramps,’ as Mariah called them. “You need to stay close to Lucifer, Okay?” Mariah’s smile didn’t stretch like it had been. “Being close to your mate makes the pain go away. You can even have his hand lay on your stomach. That makes it much better.” Mariah turned back to the sink, pretending to concentrate on her hands, but I knew better.

Groans and moans of my mate, and groans and moans of the girl he knew I've always loathed. With the pain and anger I felt along with Patrice's, I kicked the door open in anger and there they were, doing the insufferable. Their bodies were entangled, arms around each other, lips on each other. They must have sensed my presence because they finally let go of each other's body, Harris' eyes lingering on mine. His eyes wandered on mine, going down to my chest, to my balled fists, to my legs. Michelle looked at me with a victorious smile. As if there was something to be proud of about being a mated wolf's sidepiece. Of course that wouldn't matter for her. She is in fact a sidepiece of everyone.

"Fuck Mari, you don't have to ask. I'm all in" "Good. Let's get to work then" *****************************************

"That's a promise I'll never break." Teodoro's lips stretched into a smirk. "You brought this upon yourself by developing affectionate feelings for her. Deal with it, Dom." I let go of him gruffly as the door burst open and a shriek followed. "You nasty piece of shit," a female voice yelled. I turned around sharply, my eyes landing on a charged, feisty female ready to attack. Natalie Martel was infamous for being aggressive and violent if she wanted to. She could handle him as long as she kept her guard up and kept that attitude hot.

The surroundings were filled with champagne glass-like fountains that were brimming down crystal clear water endlessly, stone statues, monkey grottoes serving waters into the huge fountains, and water organs of different kinds. There were several trays carrying different cups and plates, tables arranged with four chairs max around it and they were all carrying name tags for identification. The atmosphere was busy yet calm as everyone prepared for the sixtieth birthday of Lord Marcello, the tiger of Italy. He has been the head of the Vamp Mafia group for decades and everyone knew how terrifying he was. He never let anything or anyone get in his way and has been controlling his forte successfu