Sabo X Ace Novels & Stories

Ace sits up tall licking his lips, “You taste far better than any of the omegas and I hate to admit, even better than my dear Rebecca, but that probably has to do with the damned mate bond between us, My Little Mouse!” The anger is back as the desire in his eyes flicks to rage and I brace myself. The first blow is a smack across my face, followed by a hard, punishing kiss. Ace grabs one of his favorite toys, a riding crop. He doesn’t waste his time leaving marks on my thighs and waist and then he lowers his mouth back towards my entrance and bites my inner thighs. “These are mine! And this…” Ace says, snarling as his thumb glides over my mound. “This is mine! I do not wish to share it, but

“So what did you hide from me while I was amnesiac! What sort of feelings does Ace have for Summer?!” Ben said that Ace had a closer relationship with Summer than how family members would. Ace's gaze was very gentle when he looked at Summer, which was totally opposite when he looked at other people. Jasper was still worried. ‘What if Ace likes Summer…?’ “Ace is a person who seeks perfect souls that are compatible with him. He’s not interested in Summer's body. Instead, he’s interested in the soul in her body.” Benjamin did not know how to explain it to Jasper.

Half shifting so that only his claws would come out, Ace slashed at the throats of those coming in his way, uncaring if they were the undead or shifters. As Ace marched deep into the millions of fighting soldiers, he saw the odd foot soldiers using spikes and battle axes. Finally, he had reached his goal and leapt into the air, ready to attack Luna Crystal who continued to stand still and stare at him. Just before his claws would have slashed across her face, however, a loud sound echoed raising a large storm of sand.

Anyone who dares to disturb Ace's calm will end badly. "No one is allowed to hurt those close to me," Ace muttered still with sharp fangs in his teeth, his eyes blue with a gaze as sharp as a sword. Her hooves are as long as a wolf's, that's the combination of Ace and Smith's strengths. "I have to see where Theresia is now."

I didn’t know how long I’d stood in the same spot staring at him like a dummy while watching him as he smokes his cigarettes, but same way I was sure he had taken in all of my features to his satisfaction, I had also done same until I’d shamelessly ran my eyes all over his body: His blue eyes could get you lost in it—his great physique and broad tattooed chest exposed under the three unbuttoned buttons of his black shirt, and then, the sleeves of his shirt that were rolled up to his elbow bringing to sight the tattoos from his elbow down to his wrist had done nothing but to add to his undeniable beauty. He looked too good to bear the name, ‘Vincenzo Ace.’ His expression was blank and the onl

I may have told Dante you were coming to his party tonight Me: I am not going Ace: You are already dressed in my head Me: Stop Ace: I’m waiting downstairs. Me: I hate you Ace: See you in thirty minutes.

“Well, then. Allow me to introduce you to my wife, your stepmother, Sabrina.” I smiled, trying to control my lips from twitching so much. “Hi.” “Darling, this is Ace, my only child,” Scott added. “Nice to meet you, Sabrina,” Ace said as he stood up, extending a hand to me. I stood up slowly, reached out to him as we shook. There was something dangerous about the way he looked at. He licked his lips as his eyes scanned my body from my waist up to my eyes. The handshake lasted far longer than it should have. I swear, there was no doubt my pussy was already soaking wet from how deeply his touch was affecting me.

𝙰𝚌𝚎 𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 7 years old. The brown-haired boy stood there looking at the woman helping her kids choose the toys they wanted. Ace didn't get help from her, he's shy, anxious that she's going to return the ten dollars teddy bear that he brought. His soft small hand clenched the ear of the brown teddy bear, he pouted and with a shaking body, he approached his mother.

Gabby asked but by the tightness of Ace's posture, I knew accepting was out of the question. Ace completely ignored her question, draping an arm around the back of my chair and saying, "There's no need to be so polite, Gabby. Miranda knows what I do and I'm here on business." "Oh," Gabby's face paled as she sat down opposite us. I didn't know what to say so I simply sat and observed. "Did you do it?" Ace asked after a moment of awkward silence. "I can't. Who do you think they're going to look at first? I'm the wife with military training and motive to end his pathetic life," Gabby's voice dropped to a whisper so her son wouldn't hear her but her words were harsh.

I said quietly as he smacked my ass a little harder this next time, and I cried out, “Three!” “Louder, babe. Whom do you belong to?” He asks as he licks me again, making me whimper and squirm around his face. “You! I belong to you, Ace.” I say as he spanks me again, and I feel like I am embracing this submissive role suddenly. “Four.”