Sexy Hermione Novels & Stories

Was there any sane guy who wouldn't be having an erëction while so close to her? "I guess I am sexy... but about being a vixen... I'd reveal that side of me.... sooner" She grinned at him and he gulped nothing. "I'm trying not to lose my sanity Selene... how do I prove how much I want you... from the moment you become so popular I've always imagined you squirming underneath me and-" "Shush hot head... " Selene cuts him off, anger almost making her insane. "I don't engage in chit chats" She says and got off the chair once more but this time ambling to the cabinet..

It wasn’t real. She had been dreaming. A bucket of ice cold water poured over her head and ran down her body, making her go numb. She couldn’t believe it. She had been dreaming of having sex with Alpha Kai all night. It felt so real. “Goodness Reign! You are a horny mess of hormones.” She buried her face in her hands. Ashamed to show it to the world. One sex session and she was turning into a nymphomaniac. Her mother had lied woefully when she had told her sex wasn’t fun at all. She was simply trying to discourage her from having sex too soon with the wrong person.

Was that a protest? I want to feel you pressed into me, she said without hesitation. My kitten was already turning into a she-lion. I nudged her legs apart and gave her what she asked for. I could feel her wet heat through the thin material of the pants, and I sighed deeply as I kissed the spot beneath her ear. Youre so hot, Stephanie. So wet for me. Her head moved, lost, until she found my neck and kissed it. I brought her hands up over her head and shortened her reach.

Nicole, on the other hand, looked like a puckered fish, the jealousy crazy in her eyes. "How dare she?" Nicole hissed, her nails digging into the armrest of her chair. "She's supposed to be a nobody, not a Smithson!" Mark didn’t say a word, his eyes still raking all over Kamila's figure as she continued to command the stage, so easily. When the hell did she become so confident? And how was she a Smithson? It couldn’t be possible. Nicole leaned in again impatiently. "Even if she were a real Smithson, which I still think she isn’t, she doesn't stand a chance. The Smithsons may have money and influence, but they can't buy their way into political power," she sneered.

I’d be a hassle to anyone looking to be pleased sexually. “Lisa, no one wants to see me naked. I’m sure of it.” Lisa waved her hands. “Oh, please girl! You still got hips that won’t quit, big titties, and a beautiful face. Someone is going to want you.” I raised a brow. “I see you didn’t mention my ass.” “Uhm. You aren’t working with much in that department, so... Thank God you were blessed with a pretty face.” Lisa’s phone pinged as she took it. “Holy shit! Remy just posted” she came to me, showing me.

"My king" "Thane. Call me Thane. I want to hear you scream it when you cum for me." he sucked hardly on my nipples while his hands clutched my hips tightly guiding me into a rhythm that we both enjoyed. I had finally gotten there, my eyes rolled into my head as I reached for my release. Almost there, almost there, until all movement stopped. I whined as I opened my eyes. Thanes eyes were totally black. His Lycan was in control.

Alex was spread-eagled bare chested across the spinning Earth, which in itself made me dizzy. His skin was purpled with bruises, as he hung like a beaten god over the world. Jeremy whined, clasping his arms around King. Jason’s glossy black hair fell across her brother’s white like she was hugging him, but then I noticed the twisted Hermione’s wand that sparked in her hand, if Hermione had been a Dominatrix (and there was my cousin’s kinky fantasy fulfilled), motherents before she thrust it against Alex’s gut.

Sasha said to the two young adults at the table, only if she knew what I had just heard, she would know her innocent child isn’t innocent. This is why you don’t judge a book by it’s cover. With the way Selma is dressed, you will think for a second if this innocent girl knew a thing or two about the meaning of sex or how it was practiced, not knowing she has done far worse. “We are working on it mum, Abigail is a little unresponsive but it is a slight misunderstanding and we would surely work things out, isn’t that right Abigail?” Selma spoke, directing her question to Abigail.

"I think you can feel that I have a lot to offer." Daphne grabbed his hand and pulled him inside. One of the palace staff showed the couple to Hermes' room. Once the door was shut, Daphne took off her clothes and turned to him. "I'm not into sweet talking and slow love-making. I want you to ram that thing inside of me so fast and hard that you make me lose all my senses. I want to feel you stretching me to fit you and pounding into me so hard I feel like I'm going to split in two. If you're lucky and you do it right, I may let you fuck my mouth." Hermes stared at her in shock. She wasn't like any other woman he had ever been with. The more she talked, the harder he became, but she sc

Cara's parents had been calling her phone nonstop. She was not picking up. She had been sitting on the floor of the rented apartment we had shared. The room was dark. She was knotted into a corner. Wave after wave of someone else's pleasure rolled through her body. She didn't know whose; she knew what it was. She had been with enough men to recognize the feeling. Her own body kept answering it. Hazel took me to a hotel banquet hall on a quiet morning. When we walked in, I saw a row of people standing there.