Silent Lover Manga Novels & Stories

I push my Luna into the library and shut the doors, then turn around and grab her. I press her body up against mine. I come so close to her and sniff her neck up and down very slowly and take in her scent. She looks me in the eyes and quivers with anticipation and excitement. Midnight, my wolf joins in on my erotic moment. She smells Good, says Midnight! I want more! I tear off her shirt and start licking her exposed body with my new long wolf tongue. I didn’t care if anyone walked in, she is MINE! She was wearing a skirt so I raised it up and tore off her panties. I get on my knees and start licking her with my long wolfs tongue. She moans over and over. I gently slide my fat finger into he

As I made to leave, I paused at the bedroom door, turning to look at him one last time. The purse slipped from my grasp as I sidled back to the bed and sat next to him. I let my knuckles taste his warm skin, and my lips touched his as he slept quietly, unknowing. His messy hair tossed across his forehead, his broad chest rising up and down with each breath. Opening the nightstand drawer, I searched for a pen and paper and scribbled Solomon's song: One night as I lay in my bed, I yearned for my lover. I yearned for him, but he did not come.

"Pheromones don't lie, want to sleep with me again, Azalea?" My heart raced as the man closed the distance between our faces, leaving me only able to see his hazelnut eyes, sharp yet beautiful, while his lips were less than a centimeter away from mine. Closer and closer. I closed my eyes nervously, as if his gaze was dangerous. Then... Nothing happened... "You can open your eyes now," said Ikaros, followed by a mocking laugh.

Elena leaned forward. Harry froze. The woman’s fingers twitched. Her eyelids fluttered. Her lips parted slightly. Then she whispered “…Harry…?” Naomi choked on a sob. Elena’s heart plummeted. Harry stood slowly, hands trembling. “I’m here,” he whispered, voice cracking. The woman turned her head slightly, just enough for the dim lamp to illuminate the side of her face. Her eyes opened. Hazel. Just like Maria’s. Harry felt something inside him break.

Sir Leon whispered. Silvana opened her eyes and let out a trembling moan as her gaze drifted downward to where their bodies were joined. Sir Leon's grip on her hips tightened, and in that moment, he gave himself completely to her. A deep groan escaped him as he reached his release. Silvana came at the same instant, her nails digging into his back without realizing it. Even after reaching his limit, he continued moving, driving her nearly mad, as though he wanted to make sure their feverish encounter would never truly end. Only after they had both begun to relax did Sir Leon finally stop. He rested his forehead against Silvana's, pausing after the exhausting intensity they had shared. Silvana

My cock twitched traitorously in my trousers despite everything. Silas unzipped quietly. His hand wrapped around his cock and guided it toward my mouth. The command in his gaze was unmistakable. I opened for him, shame and terror twisting together as the wet heat of my mouth took him in. He stayed completely still, listening to Lena while I struggled to stay silent around his thickness. “Understood,” he replied smoothly. “I will review them tonight. Thank you, Lena.” Her footsteps finally retreated down the hall. The moment the sound faded Silas looked down at me with burning intensity. “Stay quiet. Look at me the entire time.”

I opened my lips to him, tasting the honeyed sweetness of the tea on his tongue, my hands sliding up his broad chest to lock behind his neck. The spark inside me didn't explode this time. Instead, it expanded like a warm, golden tide, wrapping around our hearts until the rhythm of our breathing was completely synchronized. Nala let out a soft, emotional whimper in my mind, her purple-tinted eyes watching us with a profound reverence. “He loves us,” she whispered, her voice shaking with a fierce, protective pride. “He truly loves us.” When Silas finally pulled away, his breathing was heavy, his amber eyes burning with an intensity that made the air between us feel thick and sacred. He didn't

Her voice dropped to a husky whisper as she read the card: “‘The ancient kitsune spirit has trapped a cold-hearted samurai in her shrine. To earn his freedom, he must submit to her seduction for one full night. She may use any means… and he may not leave until she is fully satisfied.’” Kyomi leaned in, brushing her lips against his as she spoke the final line: “So, samurai… will you play with me?” Her hips rolled again, grinding slowly against his hardness. Her sweater had slipped further, exposing the top of one perfect breast and a hint of a pink nipple. She took his hands and placed them firmly on her waist, then slid them lower to cup her ass. “Touch me, Goro-kun,” she breathed against h

Leo wrapped his arms around him, holding on as the waves of pleasure receded, leaving behind a profound sense of connection, of terrifying vulnerability, and the chilling return of reality. Silas slowly lifted his head. He looked down at Leo, his expression unreadable in the dim light – a mixture of awe, lingering desire, and the dawning, horrified realization of what they’d just done. He gently disentangled himself, rolling onto his side, pulling Leo against him, their bodies still intimately connected. He pressed a kiss, surprisingly tender, to Leo’s sweat-dampened temple.

Before the echo of her confession could even fade into the towering walnut shelves, her eyelids fluttered closed, and she drifted off into a deep, dreamless sleep. Lucian lay perfectly still in the amber glow of the dying embers, refusing to move even a fraction of an inch for fear of breaking her peace. He pulled the heavy wool throw blanket back up over her bare shoulders, sealing her into a cocoon of absolute warmth against his chest. For four hundred years, he had looked into the dark and prayed for the end of his story. But as he looked down at the mortal girl purring softly in his arms, his thumb gently tracing the curve of her cheek, the Sovereign smiled.