Sly Cooper X Carmelita Fox Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Camelia stopped Felix's hand and grasped it tightly. "Wow, drunk. Am I drunk?" he muttered again, slapping her cheeks repeatedly. "Life is sometimes beyond reason. I wonder who I'm really in love with. Grass, wind, water, fire-" Felix paused his words. "Elisa or Camelia?" he continued, falling off his chair and losing consciousness.

He paused, his claws just inches away from striking another duplicate reflection, his eyes locked onto hers. "Your grin doesn’t scare me," she said softly, tears streaming down her cheeks. "It hurts me because I know you don't truly mean it. You think that's all you are, but you're wrong. You're more than just the grin; you're more than this whole fox facade." The reflections hissed together in response: "Lies." Camela’s voice broke as she shouted defiantly, "You’re mine! Not his or theirs…mine!" Her scar exploded in white light. The reflections shrieked as their grins shattered like glass. One by one, they cracked and dissolved into dust.

"Why are you doing this? Just let me go. Please." "I love you, Carmela," Maxwell said, his voice cracking. "Please, just trust me. If you do, everything will be all right." "No, this isn't love," Carmela said, tears streaming down her face. "If you loved me, you wouldn't be doing this. If you loved me, you would let me go." "I can't do that," Maxwell said, his voice rising in frustration. "Just cooperate, and everything will be all right. I promise."

Sol scooped his finger outwards swiftly, delivering it as the finishing blow as he bent down, and gave a lick to her magic button. After undergoing through the continuous torment, this hit summed up as an insurance, making Camelia pass over the limit. Her mouth opened in a silent scream as her body became completely rigid while her hole became completely drenched. All this while, Sol continued licking, making her already strong orgasm even more powerful. Once her convulsions stopped, Sol also stopped licking her and admired his handiwork with pride. His face was currently shining from the liquid that splashed on him, but he didn't care.

Whatever, replied Xera. Sure, said Kyla. Damn, her voice was awfully sexy for being a tree. Coop wasn't sure he was comfortable with that thought. Probably a good time to head out, before he started trying to hump a knothole or something. This was getting weirder by the minute. Then good night, ladies. Cooper sprang to his feet, yipped a farewell and raced off toward home.

“I’m doing something important, Carmela. I'm sure you're not doing something right now given the missed calls you sent me.” She chuckled, flirting on the other side of the line. “Oh, come on, Cali. I would always give you my time. Unlike you who would never give.” “Let's cut to the chase, Carmela,” Cali exclaimed. “What do you want?” “You. I want you, Cali. I'm aching for you. I am ready for you. Do you want me to send you a picture of what I am wearing at this moment? It's a thong, Cali. A sexy thong. You would love it. I'm so sexy right now.”

' It was Sly again. I stopped the car when we arrived their Pack mansion. Got out and opened her door. When she climbed out, I held her hand and looked deep into her eyes. 'I like you very much, Iris. Right from the first moment I set eyes on you', I confessed. 'I don't want us to be just friends. I want us to be more than just friends'. Then Sly took over without given me any notice and I was kissing her passionately. She at first did not react but soon, she was responding. My heart leapt in joy. But my joy was short lived be ause she soon pushed me away. 'Wow, that was fast!' she said. 'What was that for?' 'I couldn't help myself', I said. 'I want you and I am not ashamed to show it to you

An anxious Amelia couldn't free herself from the three men; she could only resign herself to the heightened mix of fear and pleasure rocking her insides. As Harris let go of her mouth, moans spilt out shamelessly. Yes, she was cooke,d but she'd rather enjoy this moment to the fullest. "Yes, please... Fuck me harder!!!" End Of This Story. Thanks for reading. More Updates coming soon.

A warm hand touches my cheek pulling my attention back to my mate’s face. “Apple, look at me.” “Sly,” lip quivering, a tear rolls down my cheeks as I unclench my core, releasing him from within me while slowly pulling away. “I’m so sorry, Sylvester, I wasn’t trying to. I didn’t mean to…I…” Grabbing my hips he holds me steady, not letting me escape as he slowly sheaths himself within my warmth. “You won’t hurt me,” Sly’s voice is confident, convinced that his words are true. “I trust you.”

Once she made sure he was still breathing, Ryan responded, “If I let you drive, we’re traveling inside the funeral cars instead. So shut up or else I’ll beat you for real.” “Ouch. That’s so harsh, Ryan,” Slyvester complained like a kid. “Just because I don’t look cool anymore and you were turned off. Huh!” “Turned-off? Why?” Rya asked, forgetting the fact that Slyvester likes her. And when she remembered it belatedly, her mouth parted. She firmly shut her lips and decided to focus on driving the car. Seeing her reaction, Slyvester saw hope. “So, you didn’t get turned off?” he asked. “Well, it makes sense. When I saw you shouting like a dragon, I fell in love with you even more. My heart was