Sakura Centric Ao3 Novels & Stories

Then without a pause, his length would move out until only the large head remained in her pink flower before beginning the process anew. She let out a number of high-pitched moans, unique to Japanese women, as the custodian's driving thickness worked them both to a frenzy of lust. Each time he buried his root, his ball sac made contact with her pearl pushing her closer until finally, Misao Aika shuddered as she was forced to yet another orgasm. When her sheath tightened on him, the older man allowed himself to cum. He felt his seed flow up his root and discharge into her as he continued to thrust deeply until no more spewed. Only then did he pull his blade free of her clinging blossom.

She was suddenly aware of how shabby her jeans and simple sweater looked in this opulent space. "It's okay. Call me Damon." He gestured to the leather sofa. Ara sat, clutching her bag like a shield. Damon remained standing, studying her. “I’ve read every book you’ve written,” he stated. “All twenty-three. Your imagination is… exceptional. Filthy. Creative. It's a shame you've landed in this current situation.” Hearing a stranger acknowledge her erotic work so bluntly made her stomach twist.

The flame started to illuminate the paper. Aiko is always fascinated with anything luminous, especially the ones that stand out in the dark. She carefully placed her lantern down to make it float in the water. “She was the one who pursued me.” She heard Goo continued. He was almost out of breath as he was talking while blowing into his cupped hands. Aiko smirked at the guy next to her then watched her lantern move towards the others. The lanterns floating in the water is beautiful beyond words. She put her hands together and bowed. “May our wishes be granted.”

His cock bounced untouched between them, dripping pathetically. Dex wrapped a hand around his throat again, squeezing just enough to have his eyes rolling to the back of his head. “Say it. Say you’re mine.” “Never. Fuck- ugh! Dex!” Dex slammed in particularly hard and ground his hips in deep circles. “Say. It.” Elian’s eyes fluttered, tears of overwhelming pleasure began slipping from the corners. His voice cracked as he spoke. “I’m yours…. fuck, I’m yours, you psychotic bastard!”

- Miyuki smiled faintly, clutching the handkerchief in her hand, then putting it to her heart as if it was a dearest treasure. Aoi smiled slightly and stroked her cheek before moving away and completely disappearing into the darkness. Miyuki, using the ball of light still resting in her right hand, followed him with her eyes and even moved slightly forward to see him, but eventually Aoi completely dissolved into thin air, and the structure of his aura also disappeared.

The burn blends with pleasure, my body craving more. He pushes his cock in, inch by inch, and I moan around Kaelen, overwhelmed, Zane’s thrusts rocking me forward, Ardyn’s filling me back, Kaelen’s cock hitting my throat. Fuck, I’m their center, their everything. My fangirl soul’s screaming, this is better than any fanfic, and it’s mine. “More,” I gasp, pulling off Kaelen briefly. “Everything...don’t hold back.”

— It’s a good comparison, but it doesn’t fit Aronohai Misa. With her easygoing character, her heterochromic eyes, and the controlled sense of danger she exudes— she’s more like an exotic large feline. Like a tiger pretending to be domesticated by a hare. Sakura would find the situation amusing, if she weren’t the ‘hare’ in question. She opens her mouth to try saying something but is cut off by Misa’s strange actions. The she-alpha drags Sakura’s palm down the side of her face and repeatedly nuzzles into it. Either she’s playing into her role of a tiger, or she really likes the scent of Sakura’s pheromones.

She could feel it building, could feel herself climbing higher and higher. "Adrian, please" "Please what? Tell me what you need." "I need to cum. Please let me cum." "Then come," he commanded, reaching around to rub her clit. "Cum all over my cock." Mara shattered for the third time, this orgasm even more intense than the others. She screamed his name, not caring who heard, her whole body convulsing with pleasure. Adrian followed her over the edge seconds later, his grip on her hip tightening as he emptied himself inside her again.

Strahovsky said. “You brought me here to fuck,” I drawled in a bored tone. “To put in rather crudely, yes,” Starhovsky replied. “Maybe she can repair your wolf core.” Aurora walked close to me and I peered into her sea green eyes. She sniffed at me heavily. “Sage!” she whispered in excitement. “You know Sage?” I asked in surprise. She nodded eagerly. “Aurora misses Sage,” she said happily. “You can smell Sage on me?” I asked in disbelief. “But she has no scent.”