Possessive Momo X Izuku Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Yep, my son is taller than I am. Suddenly, Luca pushed Damien from me. "My mummy". He glared at his brother hugging my neck. "Hey, she's my momma too". " No my mummy". "My momma" "Mine" "Nope buddy, she mine". "That's enough Dame, stop upsetting my baby". Luca pouted his lips. "Damien, clean Emma and Luca please and Lisa so wash up too. I'll clean the kitchen while you guys are at it.

I moaned as I felt Mom's pussy clench around my hard cock as I replied, "I love you too, Mom. Now I just need to fuck and lick you every chance I get so you know who you belong to." Mom moaned as her pussy spasmed at her son's words and declared, "I know I belong to you, sweetheart, but you can fuck and lick me every chance you get anyway." I moaned at Mom's declaration as I huskily replied, "Are you sure you're not turned off by incest with your own son, Mom?"

Your mom and dad were doctors and helped when one of the supernaturals got hurt. Star your mom was a vampire, and we'll your father was a werewolf. Esm was part of my clan and Keegan was part of Trevor and Devon's pack as a warrior. They were the first different supernaturals to be mates to each other. When your mother got pregnant with you that put a target on their backs, an they left the packs, s they would keep you safe and away from this world so you can grow up with a normal lifestyle.

She would always borrow it if things like it happened to her. She had never tried to be a mess in front of her mom. Mrs. Winston was a strict, ambitious werewolf that wished the best for her daughter. And if she would have the chance to see Ashley wore a loose long sleeve and stiletto, she would probably collapse. "Such a lovely, yet rude beautiful young lady huh." The guard mumbled, started the engine, and watched his red car at the top of the entire village.

I was 'too much' and so he stopped coming to see me and I was sent back home. After all these years. I still ached for his love. Any shape, any form. How I needed him, I couldn't explain it myself. The thought physically hurt. My father died a week ago. I was here as the new leader of White moon, even as I am an omega.

As my lips moved against his, he gradually took over. He was one hell of a kisser. When I pulled away to gaze into his eyes, butterflies swarmed my stomach. The tenderness in his eyes was enough to make me go weak in the knees. Is this what it means to meet your soulmate? "Do you know me?" I slurred, and he raised a brow. "Who doesn't know you? You're Isabella Moreno, granddaughter of one of the richest men in New York," he responded, a certain glint in his eyes.

When I turned, Isla was standing at my door. “Mom, I need to go. I’m still at work.” “I’m going to speak to your father. I think you need to come home immediately.” “Goodbye.” I disconnected the call. “Isla, please come in.” “I’m sorry to bother you, Señorita Izzy.” “You can just call me Izzy.” I gestured toward the table. “Would you like to sit with me? I have water bottles if you’d like one.” “Sit, sí.” She walked slowly to the table. “No water. I’m fine.”

"It was absurd thinking, but I wished she would be my second mother rather than my father's second wife. We've never had a good rapport. But Xan was great even when my mom was alive, and we used to drop by my father's lab. I just failed to be closer to Aunt Esme..." "I don't know what to say about your relationship with your stepmom," said Aleksander as he pulled her closer. "Tell me why you wished to pair your father with your nanny then?" Izabella burst out laughing. "I used to think it would be a great match since Aunt Xan worked with him and my mom." "She must be pretty and smart..." "She wasn't gorgeous, but it made a difference when she smiled, especially when her amber eyes shone like

Mom requested. ****

Mom said looking afar at where Isabella stood hugging herself, all teary eyed and sad. "I am here for her," I told mom firmly. "You do not understand, Damien," Mom said in a serious wistful tone. "That girl is alone, she has no friends, no allies, they will eat her up." I quickly ran cold. I pictured Isabella, nailed to the wall, naked. It flashed in my eyes like a Polaroid picture and I was filled with pent up rage. Mom saw how rigid I was. "Loosen your butt kido," She sneered. "Whatever you are thinking has not happened yet," She added.