Pokephilia Fanfiction Lemon Novels & Stories

He stroked himself once, slowly, his eyes never leaving Lennon's face. “Open.” Damien growled. Lennon’s lips parted instantly as Damien fed him the head first. It was hot and already leaking. The salty tang of pre-cum hit Lennon's taste buds and made his dick harder. Lennon's tongue flattened instinctively, swirling and tasting his professor. Damien groaned low in his throat, the sound vibrating straight to Lennon's dick. “Good. Now take more.” Lennon tried. He really tried. But Damien was big—bigger than he remembered from the blindfold—and his jaw ached almost immediately. Tears pricked his eyes on the third shallow bob.

Phoenix's protest died out in Quillon's kiss. Sensuous lips curled up into a smile, revealing pristine white teeth. A spellbinding gaze held Phoenix in its grasp, rendering him utterly speechless. A slender hand extended towards him. He grabbed for Leonardo's hand who led him towards the bed then Leo let go of his hand to mount the bed and with that smile still playing on his lips, he whispered. "Sit on my cock, our little pup." Phoenix jaw tightens with lust. He was leaking so much wetness and he knew his body was more than ready to accept his mates. All three of them. *****

the Lamia maid replied and started to leave, “And now it is time for breakfast and I am not even sure if he is in the mood to eat.” “Hah, go figure,” the Centaur cook replied and started to continue her washing that was interrupted by the Harpy’s arrival earlier. “Shut up,” the Lama’s voice faded as she slithered out of the entrance. They might not see eye to eye most of the time, but both want the same thing for Dimitri. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *