Sexy Alastor Novels & Stories

I was physically tired and emotionally drained but I was worried too. “You really are an idiot Axel,” I said to him as I felt his presence. “I’m not going to say sorry,” he said smugly to me. “An apology won’t fix this,” I said to him. “I don’t see the problem Damon, you’re meant to be together, fuck the Elders, now it’s done and nobody can change it,” he said. “Yes they can, they can force me to mark and mate either Chastity or Nina and then Finley will suffer the consequences of it,” I said to him.

Skylar was suddenly boiling in anger, the temperature of the space dramatically dropping to a freezing cold as the people around her, shuddered. Alastair never had any sexual encounter with a wolf till she came along and he was already more than a thousand years old and Karam was just twenty-five, seemed like he was more sexually active than Alastair, the thought just added fuel to her anger, realizing he must have slept with the witch a countless times, especially during his rut, which was meant for her! Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted when Karam chuckled, she sharply reeled to him.

deliciously dangerous, I want to have sex Alina! Get in girl.

Celeste’s POV Azrael stared at her like he was trying to make sense of what' she'd just announced. “You’re what?” he asked again, quieter this time. Alessia crossed her arms, like she was bored of repeating herself. “Pregnant,” she said simply. “It’s yours.” Azrael stared at her, disbelief written across his face. “Don’t play with me, Alessia.” “I’m not playing.” He let out a short, humorless laugh. “We haven’t—”

“Deeper. Harder. All of us.” We answered. The chamber walls shimmered as the four of us stepped fully into the physical plane once more. The air thickened instantly with shared arousal. Silas claimed Vespera first, lifting her and driving his massive cock into her soaked pussy in one commanding thrust. Draven moved behind her, slicking himself with her dripping arousal before pressing into her tight ass. She cried out, stretched gloriously between the two powerful alphas. Lorien fed her his cock, sliding deep into her throat while Sable straddled her face from above, grinding desperately.

"I don't care how fucking irresistible you think you are. I've got a demon to deal with. So unless you want to end up as collateral damage, I suggest you back the hell off." Sebastian's lips curved into a slow, dangerous smile. "Oh, darling," he purred. "You have no idea how irresistible I can be." His words sent a shiver down my spine, and I cursed inwardly at my body's reaction. I could feel the heat radiating off him, smell the intoxicating mix of leather and something darker, more primal. It reminded me of the Underworld, of nights spent dancing in the lust sects, bodies writhing in ecstasy. "Fuck off," I snarled, but even to my own ears, it lacked conviction.

The Omega continued screaming Alisson's name, but no one answered. When she screamed at one of the maids. "Where is Alisson?!" She noticed the Omega had a foul temper and had to rush out to call Alisson. "Did it strike anything?" I asked her. She paused, and stared at Nicholas. "Yes… my tummy. I'm hungry." She said, "I wished I had seen this part in the book, I would have known what to do" I said to myself. "Be serious." I told her. She stared at me. "Yes, it does! The alpha got poisoned a few days ago, and we are celebrating right now." Nahigra said. "And…"

Pushing it open, I was greeted by a sight that would be seared into my mind forever. Sebastian was clutching at his shoulder where a deep wound had blood spilling all down his arm, Narcissa holding a black dagger over her head. Gus wiggled on the altar behind her, covered in the entrails as the Blood Moon rose above him. Black gates in the sky, holding back a horde of daemons and a Black Wolf the size of a mountain with red eyes. He was real, the Deceiver was real, and the malice he carried with him blanketed the air like a miasma.

His hands checking the straps are tight enough, my body already craving more of him, the leather straps making me moan. “We will stick with red for now. Red is your safe word, Alena. Later you can pick another, but right now, red is your safe word.” His mouth starts kissing down my thigh. Moaning, I try to push myself to him, but it is useless. His mouth is sinful, moving slowly, tasting me. Slowly he begins kissing back up my body, his lips pressing against mine, his hand gripping my hair and pulling my head back, causing a small cry to escape my lips as his lips press against my exposed neck.

He laughed menacingly, "What do we owe the pleasure of your company this evening?" I squarred back with confidence, ignoring his mocking tone. "I need your help with a job," I said firmly, maintaining eye contact. Marcus arched an eyebrow in question but remained silent, so I could carry on unhindered. "There's an alpha that needs to be taken care of; his name is Noah. Currently, he and his mate Ciara are living in Italy.”