Monkey D Mikasa Novels & Stories

it was a command, not a request. Machen froze in her tracks, shaking her head. “Alright then, we will do things the hard way,” The man pulled Madchen’s arm behind her back, putting immense pressure on it, then typed her code in the keypad. She winced in pain as he pulled her in and threw her on her couch. A deep growl erupted from across the apartment. Her huge mastiff, Thor jumped in her lap, protecting her from the stranger. He barked and growled, baring his teeth, but “Adam” stood there unfazed. Instead, he put his hand out, and the dog calmed down immediately. He lazily hopped down, landing at Madchen’s feet.

“You’re quite amazing, Evans. I see you’ve met Smith already.” He spoke softly into the echoing room. Both his hands rested perfectly inside his pants pockets as he stared very keenly at me. “Good morning, sir. We just kickstarted our first training today,” Smith said from where he sat behind the piano. “Yeah, so I heard, which sounded very nice on the first hearing.” “Good morning, Mr. Drake,” I finally said. He nodded almost immediately, like he was waiting for my words. He smiled and slightly bit his lips, to my notice. That alone sent chills all over my body, like he had already touched me.

She took a deep breath and replied, "I stuck the suction cup base on my headboard and fucked myself on it doggie style." I felt my cock twitch again as I pictured the scene, then asked, "What color is your dildo?" She opened her eyes and gazed longingly at me, as she answered, "It's tan-colored, like a white man's cock, sir." I smiled at her admission as I asked, "Did you fantasize about me kneeling behind you slamming your yellow pussy until you orgasmed on my hard white cock?" Miko nodded as she moaned out, "Yes, sir. I usually masturbate while thinking about you pounding my Jap holes with your big white cock until I cum."

Hashaf 's voice sounds closer, dangerously purring, and Tsuki Miki looks over and then he's shoulder to Hashaf 's chin standing now, right behind Tsuki Miki. He is slightly taller than Tsuki Miki by almost a head his dark skin his brown eyes his tall, statuesque shoulders and broad chest, and his black, long-sleeved shirt hugs his toned chest and muscular body, in which his toned six-pack abs. wide strong arms and strong long legs a tall guy and his hair was fucked on his head and it's long, fanged fucks.

Alpha Makahi, who was only half shift, ran jumped on a nearby table, leaped into the air, shifted fully into Maka, landed on the White tiger’s back, nhe used his teeth and claw trying to tear at the tiger's flesh, but the tiger's skin tuff. The white tiger’s flesh was almost impossible to break, all the wolves were attacking The White Tiger, but no one was causing any real damage. They were being thrown around like rag dolls by The White Tiger. The Makahi, Montego, and Blaze were the only ones that were causing some damage, but not enough to weaken the giant white tiger. The women had already grabbed Charms and was heading to the door. Soko, walked pass the women causally, before he stopped

"We're so glad you're here! And I’m Angela by the way” Mrs. Mickelson smiled, her eyes shining with approval. "Angela, dear, go call your brothers and your sister." She nods before walking off. We sat in silence and just as Angela came back with a group of shirtless men each of them oozing dominance and fineness my eyes dropped on a set of familiar deep blue eyes. Shit.

“No, it can’t be.” The self-centered guitarist felt a cold, crippling shock run down his spine after seeing the mysterious image. Taylor felt a similar dread. “I saw this image the first time I got Barracuda,” Taylor in awe. The image was a humanoid Kaiju covered in purple and black armor, but with the head of an octopus. “Is that --” “Mason Black,” Soundhound answered before Taylor could finish.

I told Jade. How the little firecracker was going to find me I had no clue. I walked out of my room to see Kayne sitting at the desk in the suite. Before I could say anything he asked, “So, is that Mizuki chick the one that has your balls in a vice grip?” I almost choked and tripped at the same time. “Huh?” I choked out coughing. “Mizuki. Chrysalis’s friend. Is she your mate?” “Why’d you ask that?” I asked him.

As though my pain was just a lesson for the pack to learn. "If the Moon Goddess made a mistake," a voice called out, "then maybe the mistake isn't the bond." The hall went quiet. I looked toward the voice. It was an older wolf, one of the pack elders. His name was Marcus too, I remembered. The irony wasn't lost on me. "What do you mean?" the Alpha asked. The elder turned and looked directly at me. "Maybe the mistake was choosing the wrong mate. Maybe the Moon Goddess intended for someone else to be Alpha Ryker's Luna."

And Amara knew that all too well, considering the number of pictures that the Celestial Police had fed them. "You're looking sour, the both of you." Monique greeted them as she joined them at the bar. "Spare us the pleasantries, Monique. Just get to business." Mikazuki answered Monique waved her hand at the bartender, "Oh, I wouldn't even know where to start." "Then try." Mikazuki snarled. Smoke sprung from Monique's fingers and into the back of Mikazuki's throat, "I'd be careful about the way you talk to me, angel. I can snap you in half with just a snap of my finger. You're outranked here."