Spicy Urban Fantasy Books Romane & Geschichten

He pulled out so suddenly that a desperate, empty ache bloomed inside me, a hollow cry ripping from my throat before I could stop it. But Damien didn’t give me time to mourn the loss. His strong hands gripped under my thighs, spinning me effortlessly, lifting me like I weighed nothing. My legs wrapped around his waist on pure instinct, ankles locking at the small of his back, pulling him closer. The soaked lace of my panties was still twisted obscenely to the side, and the thick, throbbing head of his cock found my dripping entrance again, as if it knew exactly where it belonged.

“You want this, don't you?” Janet pressed her lips together and furrowed her brows in concentration, her p***y clenching. She thrust her fingers inside of her. Her p***y tightened around her fingers, loving the way they moved in and out of her so fucking slowly. They were slender but curled so slightly when she pushed them all the way in, hitting her G-spot each time. When she pulled them all the way out of her, Janet whimpered. She vaguely heard the sound of Maria sucking her p***y juices off her fingers.

There were large tapestries on the walls, and the huge space was filled with medieval furniture. It was also filled with people. Vampires. They were all dressed in black, and they moved casually about the room. Many of them sat in various seats, some talking to each other. In the other coven, under City Hall, she had felt evil, darkness, had felt in constant danger. Here, she felt strangely relaxed. Caleb led her across the long room, right down the center. As they walked, the movement subsided, and a hush descended. She could feel all the eyes on them.

“Let’s show your stepbrother how Mommy and daughter take care of each other.” I didn’t need convincing. I grabbed her hips and pulled her down onto my mouth, burying my tongue deep inside her hot, creamy hole. She tasted like sex—sweet, tangy, mixed with the faint musk of Jake’s cock. Sarah moaned loudly and dove between my legs, licking long, hungry stripes up my slit before sucking hard on my swollen clit.

But my impression of badboys was about to change. I sat in the library with a pile of history books on the table beside me. I copied something in my notebook while making reference to the bulky textbook open beside me. I dropped my pen down and sighed irritatedly as the sound of hushed moans kept distracting me. “Fuck yeah. I want three fingers now” The girl whispered huskily and I screwed my nose up in disgust. How could people actually pick a library out of all places to make out in? I stood up and held the table's divider while looking over at the boy and girl that were about to drive me insane with their fornication in a prestigious place such as a library.

I moved away and decided to go through the files I'd taken. I saw lists of supernatural species to be hunted. He could never get enough of the game like he'd called it. Hunting our kind, hunting every kind of supernatural beings brought him pleasure. They were all pawns in his sick games. I hoped and prayed he had the answers I'd seek.

she asked. “Caitlin! Think about it. It’s a riddle. Directions. It’s telling you to go somewhere.” Caitlin felt the blood drain from her face as she ran through the words in her mind. “I am the sea, the sky and sand,” she repeated under her breath. Then, suddenly, it came to her. “No. You don’t mean—” “Yes,” Aidan replied. “S. P. H. I. N. X.”___ “The vampire city,” Caitlin whispered under her breath.

Absolutely none. Grabbing her wrist, I pulled her hand away from her leaking pussy and brought it to my mouth. The scent of her hit me first. Heady and kind of sweet. Flicking my eyes from her pussy to her eyes I sucked both her fingers into my mouth and cleaned them with my tongue. Arias eyes widened. Shock filling them. “You taste.” I licked her fingers. Not wanting to miss a drop. “Like fucking honey.” “Dante.” “What?” I asked in a fake innocent voice. “Did you expect me to watch and not touch?” Dropping my hand still holding hers back to the apex of her thighs. I plunged both our fingers back into her. Her pussy fluttered around me, threatening to grip me tight.

Why would Maggie’s ancestors want to conjure and evil spirit or raise the dead? Fascinated by the pull of the words on the page, she softly whispered the Bring Forth the Dead Incantation. A cold chill swept over her and her temples throbbed. She carefully placed the ribbon down the interior binding of the pages and closed the book shut. The crystal didn’t look quite so out of place as it lay against the bottom of the pages. In fact, there was so much room between the size of the cover and the size of the pages that crystal tucked right up into the gap when she set the book on end. It was a perfect fit.