Rafael Barba Fanfiction Novels & Stories

which unfortunately he was rarely able to practice. The Uriel itself began to pick up the pace so much and tormenting him was a more than welcome change for him. Of course, the other nipple was not forgotten and continued to harden under the massaging touches of Uriel's index finger. This made fun of irritating him further and further and to bring him to the edge of the excitement by scratching her again and again lightly with his claw. "U ... Uriel ... !!!" came it with a gasp. Rafael closed his eyes. All he had was to surrender to it. He was a prisoner of his excitement, which also showed between his legs. His member was already painfully stiff and longed to receive attention. Suddenly he

I nearly choked on air. Rafael sighed, rubbing his temple as if he were seconds away from throwing his sister out of the room. “Lilliana,” he warned. She raised her hands in mock surrender. “Fine, fine. No prying.” The conversation died after that. I stared at my plate, appetite nonexistent. I could feel Rafael’s gaze on me, but I refused to look at him. “Eat,” he ordered. I bristled at the command, my fingers tightening around my fork.

End of POV -**- On the next few days, June, feeling confused and conflicted about the strange unfamiliar feeling in her heart, enters the building with the name board entitled 'Artistry Cafe'. Her feminine fragrant looks seizes attention of some customers, especially the male ones. "Is everything okay? You don't look tranquil like usual." Leah shoots her a question, along with a statement based on what she has observed. "Everything is fine. I'm engaged to Sam, and his family accepts me." June recites the fact eagerly, yet her expression doesn't spell happiness. It is more like she has struggle on herself and her dad.

He reached down and rubbed the head of his thick cock slowly through her still-spasming folds, coating himself in her cum. “And when I finally fill you up,” he whispered, voice low and dangerous, “I’m going to make you thank me for every single drop. You understand me, little one?” Luna could only nod weakly, still crying, still trembling, still completely broken and surrendered in the beautiful black silk Shibari. Rafael smiled — dark, satisfied, possessive. “Good girl,” he murmured. “Now open your mouth and beg me to fuck you.”

"I'm not... it's just... you told me last night that what we had was over. That you'd never touch me again. And here I walk in and find you with her..." "Jealous, Fiona?" "No." "Then what are you?" I couldn't answer. Couldn't find words for the mess of emotions churning in my chest. Rage and hurt and want all tangled together until I didn't know where one ended and another began. Rafael stood up slowly, his movements deliberate. He walked around the desk toward me, and I backed up until my spine hit the door. "You think I wanted her hands on me?" His voice was low, dangerous. "You think after having you... after knowing what it feels like to be inside you... I could want anyone else?"

She knew what she wanted and not. "Babe, I already know the truth," she stated. "You don't have to pretend and play dumb around. Look," she paused. "I know where did I go wrong and I'm sorry if I made you feel that way. You're a nice man, Royal. Reliable and can be trusted. If you will give me another chance, we can work this thing out." The difference between Ria and Raphaela was their dependency on me. Ria could decide on her own but Raphaela would always run to me even if she didn't need anything. She made me her own superhero. And in that matter, I had always felt like a man.

I commanded her. "I'll make sure I'm the only one she marries no matter what happens. And I won't allow any reason to change that." I whispered loudly. "Even if I had to kill all the men who approaches him, I would." "Okay, boss, I'll go first," Rafilla said and left. "Not yet. Wait for me dear, someday you will know everything too. After my plans." Rafaelia's POV. I rearranged my make up and short dress, that you could see almost the soul. With my beautiful body and face, no man can refuse me.

The same he would show him that very moment by not demanding he left him the hell alone and tell him that his intimidation antics were better wasted on those who still quaked under them—like Renaldo. The slivering coward! Renaldo thought he could run from Rafe, but not for long. He’d find his little brother and he’d get his answers even if he had to beat them out of him! “Non. I will when I have everything sorted out.” “Fix this, Rafael, because come hell or high water, you will be marrying Gabriella Rossi. So fix this before I do. Lei capisce?” Oh, he understood all right! Rafe’s first instinct was to forbid his father from going anywhere near Talia, but he kept his mouth shut instead and q

And it all just gave me more ideas to not just be overly nice to him but to maybe tease him a bit so for day two of MISSION ELICIT AN EMOTIONAL REACTION FROM DANTE, i settled for a white huge shirt i found in the closet and a pair of shorts, I might really get in trouble for this but i do not care. I and Ava still spoke last night and i feel i'd crack open very soon. I could not keep up with the lies. “Olivia are you ready?” I heard rafael call from downstairs as i made my way down to my new office space. I had begged rafael to come help me set up the office. “In a minute!” i yelled, Surprisingly i warmed up to rafael quickly, we had something in common which was our passion to help people.

She nestled against him, sighing happily, and soon fell asleep. Rafael stayed awake, tracing his fingers lightly along her arm. Suddenly, his fingers stopped. An image appeared in his mind. He was in the mansion, tense, arguing with Daniel. His son’s words echoed in his head: "Be careful, Dad. Sometimes one night is enough to change everything." Rafael frowned, his heart racing, craving more memories. He tried to focus, forcing his mind. A sharp pain began behind his eyes. He needed to remember Maitê. Urgently. As if it should have happened yesterday.