Percabeth Fanfiction Lemon Novels & Stories

A low groan escaped him as he stroked slowly, matching the rhythm he typed. ‘Why him? Why does it always feel like Aaron’s hands when I close my eyes? No. Shut up. It’s Damian. It has to be Damian.’ Leon’s hips jerked involuntarily into his fist. Sweat beaded on his forehead. His free hand kept typing, describing every slick thrust, every commanding grip. The words flowed darker, hungrier. “Fuck… just like that,” he muttered under his breath, voice rough. His grip tightened. “You want this, don’t you? Tell me you need me.”

Her face was reflective of her stories, not her actual personality. A girl like her was a good match for Damon. Whether it was Shannon or Leah, they were not in the same league as Veronica. On the other hand, Veronica didn't notice any stories from Celeste and only liked her cover photo. The cover photo showed Leo chasing after a butterfly when he was two. Leo had displayed incredible talent at that time but was still adorably absent-minded. Celeste felt relieved when Veronica liked her cover photo. The feeling of Damon with Veronica felt simple; it was different from how he was with Sherry or Shannon. They may go all the way and last a lifetime.

Leo pinned me to the bed within seconds, his lips attacking mine. “If you don’t love him, then you’ll have no problem with me erasing every thought of him from your mind. When I’m done with you, Arabella, you won’t remember him ever touching you!” Wrapping my legs around his waist, he thrust into me without warning. Digging my nails into his back as his thrusts became more brutal and desperate, I felt myself fall from the edge. An orgasm like no other rippled through me. “Say my name.” I could hear his words but was too lost in my pleasure. “SCREAM MY NAME; otherwise, I won’t fucking stop!” I didn’t want him to stop. Pulling me to his chest, he held me tight, our bodies fused together as he

Caleb pushed off the pillar he was leaning against, silver hair gleaming like a crown under the moonlight. A smirk tugged at his lips. "My mate’s a Lycan," he said coolly. "Regina didn’t even stand a chance." Lucy narrowed her eyes, biting back a smile. "I really hope that's the real reason," she said, cocking her head, "and not because you were scared of Reeee-Gina." Caleb chuckled, low, rumbling, almost cocky. "Scared?" he repeated, stepping a little closer, just enough to feel his presence.

"Wouldn’t that be too much?" "It’s fine," Zayden assured her. "Do whatever you want." "I’m here too," Stephen added. "No need to hold back." Zayden shot him a sideways glance, his expression darkening slightly, but he didn’t say anything. With both men backing her up, Stellar no longer hesitated. She flexed her fingers, then turned and proceeded to pummel Percy all over again. "Ahhh—!" At first, Percy screamed in pain. But as the beating continued, his expression shifted—his pained cries morphing into something… disturbingly different.

I watched him gasp and his eyes start to glow. "Don't start mating in front of me, you two fuckers," Effie growled teasingly and I started laughing until Ambrose bit my neck releasing his mate venom into my veins. My body felt like it was being submerged into a warm bath and I gazed lovingly into his green eyes and smiled. Being true pereche was completely different from a like or infatuation. It was deep and touched the very depths of your soul. "I love you Ambrose. My true pereche," I growled softly and searched for his lips to kiss. I kissed him hungrily and felt myself getting aroused. Ambrose pulled back and ran his fingers through his hair.

Caleb knew after tonight he would wear the Lycan's scent. And it was all too overwhelming, so much so it brought tears to Caleb's eyes. He waited breathlessly for the Lycan to slip out of him and when he did, Caleb gasped, falling forward into the bed They were lying on their sides, limbs tangled together as they tried to recover. Lost in the afterglow of the best sex of his life, Caleb closed his eyes, feeling the strong mental cable that tied him to the huge Lycan lounging at his side. Their hands slid over hot skin and petted each other gently as if they were unable to not touch each other.

Percy’s POV: “Fuck, Percy!” Came Latricia’s voice as I ran my tongue over her clit, and it was quite literally the best sound I’d heard in a very long time. I found that Latricia was already wet when I brought my mouth to her and it filled me with great pride that I hadn’t needed to touch her much to get her dripping. However, it wasn’t just me, if she had any idea how crazy she made me feel too… Latrica went from moaning my name as I ate her out, to spewing a bunch of incomprehensible rubbish. Her hand dug into my hair while she fondled with her breasts with the other hand. The sight of it was so hot, it made my cock throb painfully.

She screamed his name, and he reached around her, and started to tease her clit. "You belong to me, Lucy." He looked down at his cock as he left her pussy, and slid back inside. Caleb kept up his strokes, slapping inside her with each thrust. Caleb kept her at the peak of arousal, but he wouldn't let her over the edge. He wasn't ready for it to be over, not yet.

I just can’t seem to stop the way my heart feels around Liam. “At least I wasn’t naked this time.” Percy laughed as he got his pants on. He slipped on a simple shirt, stepping towards us. He draped his arm over my shoulder, pulling me in towards his chest. “Mine.” He kissed the top of my head. Liam and I stared at each other in utter disbelief until Percy laughed again. “I’m just kidding. You should have seen your faces.” I slapped him so hard upside the head that he whined. He rubbed it with a cheeky smile on his face.