Sora No Otoshimono Fanfiction Novels & Stories

For the rest of the evening, I spent alone, looking forward to the moment when Sora would come in. Just as she did every evening. The door opened at that instant. Sora walked in with a tray. “No, not again. I'm yet to feel better or even recover from the last meal I was served.” “It's fish, lady Annora—” As she placed the tray on the bed, Sora picked up the former tray and placed it on the bed before placing the tray that had a plate with fish in it, on the table and then picking up the other. “I should return this to the kitchen. Give me a moment.”

“Not here.” His eyes looked dreamy and he kept touching me. “But I want you right now.” “We can do it when we get home.” Sora didn’t listen. His hand moved slowly down my chest, then to my crotch. “I’m horny. I want you inside me.” I smirked. “You’re naughty. What happened to the delicate shy sweetheart I knew?” “He’s down the gutter and not needed for the time being,” he said. His fingers were already on my belt when the door opened.

“Sorry, but Sora just told us the funniest story about—” She stopped, glanced back and forth between Lian and Sora, then looked back at me, grinning wider than ever. Sora’s warm brown eyes met mine and squinted just a little. “I just told her about the time I was dating my stable boy and the fourth prince from Elarin at the same time.” My eyes fluttered as I shared a look with Trinity, who was now chuckling. “Interesting,” I said, amused. “You will have to tell me more about it.”

Furious and disoriented Augustus ran to the house and Amy, after all he had many questions and something told him that Marcus would have the answers. Soraia went to her room, stunned with the words of that wolf, and the worst thing is that when she finally laid her head on the pillow and closed her eyes the scene of herself looking at a reflection in a mirror with hair and eyes like hers, but it wasn't her reflection, it smiled at her. Soraia opened her eyes in a burst and brought her hands to her head as she felt tears rolling down her face and as she squeezed her eyes shut another girl appeared in a flash - this one a redhead with dark green eyes and they both hugged each other and giggled

She requested as she pushed back, trying to match his slow thrusts. "Whatever you want, love. Now can I please put it in? Just once?" He muffled into her neck. "No babies?" "No babies." He confirmed and that was all it took for Sora to let him between her legs. The next morning was rather sunny. A soft glow was cast across the early ground and Ro spent the warm morning napping while Sora spent it creating scenarios in her head. Sooner than later, it was afternoon and it was even warmer. Ro approached the beige bungalow where Leke had dropped her off. The door opened and a beautiful brown female ushered in the omega-luna who smiled appreciatively and waddled inside.

Callum’s voice bellowed, “Reid! What are you doing?! Let go! You’ll kill her! Reid! Let go!” Callum rushed forward to separate them, but just as he reached out, a hand lightly pressed on his wrist, making him freeze. It was Sora. Her face had turned red, her eyes slightly unfocused, but oddly bright—as if something was burning within them. Callum’s pupils contracted, and he paused in shock. Sora gave a strained smile, her voice hoarse as she whispered, “Don’t… don’t stop him. Let him… cough… to die by his hand would be… cough cough… my greatest honor…”

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“Yes, princess. I’m going to make this terrible decision, one you’d crave every passing second.” Sora’s breath catches, but she doesn’t pull away. Instead, she tilts her head up, those wild eyes locking onto mine with a mischievous glint. “I didn’t think you had such thoughts running through your head about me,” her fingers glides down my chest, “Tell me what you plan to do.” I lean in, letting my lips hover just above hers, teasing us both. “You really want the list? Because it starts with me kissing that smart mouth of yours until you forget how to argue, and it ends with you moaning my name so loud you lose your voice.”

Watching the scene, I felt a mix of triumph and sorrow. I turned my back, rotating my hands as the wolves pounded desperately against the dome, clutching their throats and coughing in agony. One by one, they fell, suffocating until they withered away. Sora approached, clapping enthusiastically: "Well, well, impressive, little pet. You’re not just a pretty face!" she said, squeezing my cheeks. I snarled at her, my body trembling, covered in blood and fury. "I want more lives!" I said, my voice distorted, feeling Nocturnus’s mark expand across my flesh, burning as his darkness spread through my veins. "We need more vengeance."

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