Novel & Cerita Micah Yujin X Reader

Or take me away. Just when I thought about what to do, Elyse opened her eyes. "OH!" She yelled as she pushed Micah off her. Micah turned around in an instant. Elyse's dress fell down when Micah let her go and Micah quickly grabbed his pants and buttoned himself up. Elyse put her arms around her body and looked extremely embarrassed. And guilty. But my eyes went to Micah first. "Micah." I snapped angrily. Micah looked back at me angry and then took three steps in my direction. "You will tell no one." He sneered at me. "Micah." Adrian warned. "What the fuck is happening?! You're about to be married, and she's human!" I yelled at him. Micah's hands balled into fists. "I wanted her, Elle. Don't

Eryna breathed out heavily and looked at Zukey before speaking. “Should we sit somewhere else!” Eryna was Pointing outside the cafeteria. “I would love to,” Zukey chuckled and they walked out. They had just stepped out when Eryna’s eyes were welcomed by Micah’s figure walking alongside a man very familiar to Eryna. The black messy hair with Hazel eyes were permanently imprinted into Eryna’s mind, her eyes couldn’t believe that she was seeing him in front of her. They were still at a distance from them so Micah didn’t see her yet, Eryna reflexively pulled Zukey back and hid beside the wall. She waited for them to pass you while Eryna kept her eyes glued to the second guy walking beside Micah

Sweat spreads across my palms. Micah tilts his head at me, a small smile playing on his lips. “Yes, it looks like I lusted after another man’s wife. I know how bad it looks, but nothing ever happened between us. Not until they ended things. I’m a patient man, and I knew Stefan would fumble one way or the other—and he did.” Paris and Callum wince at Micah’s last statement. He’s not even subtle about his hatred for Stefan. Christ, this man.

Yubi Trey and I sit at the long table in the living room, the folder of Abel’s prison documents spread out in front of us. Michael has just stepped out to make some calls, leaving us alone with our thoughts, our frustration, and the faint, dangerous pull between us that neither of us wants to admit.

Jax held me steady while the rest watched like beasts waiting their turn. Asher kneeled in front of me, unzipping his pants. “Open your mouth.” I did. He slid in deep, groaning. I gagged, tears stinging my eyes, but I didn’t stop. Didn’t want to. Micah was still frozen. “Come,” Jax ordered. “Touch her. She’s not just ours—she’s yours too.” Micah crawled toward me, hesitating until his hands landed on my waist, then my breasts, then lower. “I’ve never—”

Raye turned her head to meet his gaze. "Jealous already?" "You know exactly what you’re doing," he growled. "Yes," she purred. "And I’m only getting started." She leaned forward until her lips brushed Zane’s ear. "You like watching, don’t you? Pretending you’re in control while I unravel you?" His breath caught. She slid off him slowly and sauntered over to Micah. "Your turn," she said. Micah didn’t hesitate. He pulled her against him roughly, his mouth crashing into hers. There was no patience, no softness—only years of bitterness and unresolved heat burning through every movement.

Mia Yilmaz: I… am… kissing… Quenten. And he is kissing me back, matching my hunger like a starved animal ravaging its prey. This kiss is nothing like the one we shared days ago. He’s not kissing me because I asked him to. No, Quenten Yilmaz, the Turkish blood diamond kingpin, is kissing my psychotic ass, matching my fervor, and I don’t know why. Especially after the way I have treated him.

He sat down with me on top of him and before he even settled down, I was riding him, bouncing up and down with reckless, wild passion. "I am cumin," I whispered breathlessly as I kept on bucking wildly against him. "Cum for me, Yulia!" He commanded. "Give me everything!" I gladly obeyed and before I knew it, I was squirting on his cock as I convulsed with orgasm. He came seconds later and our body liquid mixed together. The scent filled the whole living room as we both caught our breath. Yara sighed in satisfaction. I felt a sharp pain on my shoulder as Iran bit into me. I knew that it was the Lycan because Issa would never do that.

Drawing it out until I was pushing at his head because it was too much. He pulled back slowly . Lips shiny. Breathing hard. Yvana clapped once. “Nice work.” I collapsed back. Chest heaving. Body buzzing. Noah looked up at her. “Your turn?” She shook her head. “Not yet. I want you to suck his dick and I want to feel him on your lips.” “Hold on Noah.” I pushed him. “Yvana, is this some sick game. I’ve watched p**n growing up all my life and this isn’t how three some works. What you’re doing is satisfying yourself from watching your boyfriend eat me up that’s different. We’re supposed to fucking do this together.”

Guaging the greatness of the coffee. I opened my eyes after swallowing the coffee to find Micah's eyes on my face. "What?"I asked , suddenly shy. "Nothing,you just look different",he said leaning back. "What do you mean by different?" "Less guarded,happy,less tense,relaxed" "I am always relaxed", I argued. "Honey,you don't." "is it so obvious?",I asked twitching my lips knowing it was no use to keep denying it. If anyone could see through my facade ,it was Micah.Dude was too damn observant.