Michael Afton Nsfw Novels & Stories

A peculiar sensation enveloped her heart, making it flutter with anticipation. "Oh, Goddess! I really want to just mark you right now," Jeremy whispered, his voice deep and filled with an undeniable hint of desire. It was then that Celeste became aware of something hard pressing against her waist. Suddenly, the fact that they were both completely naked became glaringly obvious. Celeste's face flushed crimson, her body seemingly surrendering to the intoxicating atmosphere. Her inner wolf urged her to lean closer, even lifting her neck, tempting Jeremy to leave his mark. But, in a surge of rationality, she mustered all her remaining strength and shook her head.

And those intimate actions with someone, you know, on the day the little monster appeared, she and Morgan kissed, and it obviously was seen by it, this is simply voyeurism. "Tch." Puffy looked disdainful, "I don't do that kind of thing! Besides, I am also a little girl, what do I see you? I'm not gay. I like boy, handsome boy." She grinned her small mouth, showing her big teeth, her white face was stained with crimson, and her big eyes were almost bubbling. "Little nymphomaniac!" Ashley laughed, she didn't know that it was the same sex as her, and this dispelled part of her worries.

My bare feet moved before my brain caught up. I told myself I was just checking that the water pressure was working. Bullshit. I pushed the door open without knocking. Michael stood under the spray, his back was facing me, water cascading over shoulders broad enough to block the light. Scars—old bullet wounds, cut across his back like stories I suddenly wanted to read with my tongue. His ass was tight, powerful, the kind of muscle that came from real work, not gym mirrors. Then he turned slowly. His cock hung heavy between thick thighs. Even soft it was obscene—long, thick, the head a blunt weight that swayed as he moved.

Her gaze trailed over his muscular physique and she became all the more aroused. “Now you want me, don’t you? I can smell your arousal Aly!” He opened the button of his shorts and crawled over her with his hard shaft that had sprung free and pointed north in her direction. Her eyes flew to it. It looked glorious with those tight balls beneath it. Her breathing became heavy when he fisted his erection. Gods, this man was sex bomb, no sex god. And she wanted that shaft in her mouth. But she willed herself and turned her face away.

P-please, let it not be him. But Hunter only held his Beta's arms as he sternly stared at his eyes. "Leo. Mystic saw a white wolf. And you know best that I'm the only white wolf left! " Everything seemed to have come to at halt, hearing his words. Within seconds, all the strength I tried so hard to regain, came crumbling back down as I feel my emotions completely blacking out. Until, it was blank. So it was... him. It was really him. "Alpha, maybe Mystic saw it wrong. Maybe there's a black spot on his ears or paws or... Mystic... "

"Drive into me, Michael. Let the pack scribes watch the horizon. My wolf only craves your weight." Michael lets out a feral roar, pinning Jone's wrists above his head on the black sand. He thrusts deep, his massive knot stretching Jone's tight, wet passage to the absolute limit. Jone barks out a loud, masculine cry of pure ecstasy, his fingers clawing at the dark sand as Michael ruthlessly plows through him, setting a brutal, relentless pace that leaves the omega completely undone beneath the moonlight.

(Light Sexual Content) Cayden I knew that I should be doing something right now but I couldn't quite put my finger on it, all I knew was, that my beautiful mate was kissing me and taking my world problems away for the moment. I was so in love with this woman and I couldn't wait to make her mine finally, I should have seen the light years ago instead of pushing her away, she is perfect for me. She knelt and took my hardened cock in her mouth and I moaned with satisfaction, but I started getting images of Allison. Why am I getting images of my former mate? She is mated and has a daughter, wait! She is my daughter and I tried to fight the feeling, but it was so intense, a need to mark my mate.

Title: My Best Friend’s Dad Bred My Tight Hole Chapter 3 Mike got home late and we all sat together like nothing was happening. We ate dinner at the table and talked about normal stuff. Mr. Reynolds acted calm and friendly but every time Mike looked away his eyes locked on me with that dark hungry look. Under the table his foot rubbed against my leg. I could still feel his cum leaking out of me from the afternoon and it made my hole twitch. After dinner Mike went to his room to play video games. Mr. Reynolds waited until the house got quiet then pulled me close in the kitchen and kissed me hard. His big hand squeezed my ass.

My other hand ventured lower, fingers sliding inside me, and I couldn’t help but moan his name as pleasure coursed through me. With each thrust of my fingers, I cried out louder, surrendering to the waves of ecstasy until I finally reached my peak. Just as I was catching my breath, I heard applause from behind me. Turning around, I was met with the sight of Michael, standing there completely naked, a smirk playing on his lips. Flushing with embarrassment, I felt a mix of shyness and excitement. “Wow baby girl, I thought having you as my mate was a gift, but witnessing this was a true blessing.” he remarked, taking a step closer. “Look how you’ve got me hard.”

"Come on, slacken off a bit. I'm trying not to..." I keep rubbing... "Ah, fuck it!" And he pitches forward onto his hands, hips juddering against hers. My shaft quivering as I watch, her wail morphs to a scream and at the same moment, he pulls her to himself, burrowing into her as they climax together. Holy crap... They lie entwined, both red-faced, heaving and sweating. After a good minute, Michael's eyes open, drift mine. He kisses into her neck. "I believe," he says, "that your Master would like your mouth around his cock."