Stella Maeve Sexy Novels & Stories

Davis stopped moving as he watched her bounce herself on him with full speed. "Fuck it!" He cursed and slapped her ass which made Stella vibrated again. "Davis I.. I... I want to.. I think I wanna pee" Stella was panting heavily as she moved even more faster. "No darling you want to cum" Davis corrected her immediately but she didn't mind, she moulded herself against him when his hands went to her butt and squeezed it tight against his groin then he took the lead from her and began fucking her in an incredible speed. "Arghh.. Davis Davis!!.. I'm going to.. I'm going to.. arghh!!!" A loud scream tore out of Stella's mouth as she felt something like liquid came out of her.

Usually, Mia could brush it off but not after he gave her the best orgasm of her life. "Oh, that wonderful creature," Jane sighed, a dreamy look in her eyes as she took a massive swig of her mint mojito. "Stella, you need to see him. He's the perfect human being. He's a god. Really. There's nothing wrong with him, physically—the perfect face, body, clothes, hair. Oh, God, the hair. He has that kind of hair that looks carefully messy as if he just had sex with someone." Mia clenched her thighs together. She didn't need to be reminded of that hair. Those silky strands felt perfect and so long under her fingers.

I stood up straight, returning her gaze. “He’s fucking hot!” She blurted out, pointing at me. Her response made me laugh out loud hard. Stella’s face turned red and she yanked down on her friends arm. “What!? He is!” She shouted again. The entire room erupted in laughter. It turned out Maizy was just what this pack house needed to decompress. She leaned down to whisper into Stella’s ear. “That’s him?” She double checked and Stella smiled big, nodding her head. “Well, the sun goddess really must like you because… have you, uh, you know?” Maizy made a circle with her right hand and poked a finger in and out of, motioning sex and winked at Stella. “Ugh, Maze…”

He was becoming angrier as his dark brown eyes changed into black. 'So...ouch! Oh my god. Not now.' Oliver caught sight of my golden eyes from which I stared at him. "You should go home, Stella." He told me and I knew why he was saying this but I couldn't leave.....ouch!.....not when I was understanding everything slowly. "You're in heat Stella. It's not safe for you to be here with so many males around." He looked at me while his wolf was also getting out of control. "C-call...Call Mia, NOW!" I shouted as the intense pain hit me hard.

The three witches They laughed Zoe: I'll tell my fashion designer to get the perfect black dress for us Stella: I'll take care of the hair Belinda : which means I'm taking care of the makeup? Zoe: yes Belinda : I fired my makeup artist. Stella : then get one before Saturday night. Today's still Tuesday Belinda : okay 🍷🍷🍷🍷🍷🍷🍷🍷🍷🍷🍷🍷🍷🍷🍷🍷🍷🍷🍷🍷

“Is the gossip true about Gabe Hamilton and the expectations he has for his women?” Startled, Mia nearly dropped her lipstick and fumbled to tuck it back into her small clutch. She turned to Stella, taken aback by her brazenness. “Even if I knew the details of Mr. Hamilton’s personal life, I would most certainly not betray such a confidence.” Stella rolled her eyes. “Come on, give a girl the inside track. I’d love to get up next to him and if he’s the beast I suspect in bed, bring it on.”

Stella had pulled out all the stops, right down to the fact that all the people she’d employed were dressed as ancient Mayans and referred to us as “Goddess” It was sort of like being pampered at a spa, but with a strange twist. “Rub my feet,” Stella told one of the men who was fanning her. “My feet are sore from all the walking.” “Yes, Goddess,” he smiled, dropping the fan and turning his attention to her feet. “More wine, my goddesses?” another man asked, showing us a lovely bottle of merlot. We all nodded eagerly. “Are you excited?” I asked Dakota. “For the wedding?”

“Hello Joe, Nice to meet you too.” “Joe, Is Nathan staying over again tonight?” Joe went behind the desk taking his seat again, folding his hand on the table looking at me. “Yes, he is.” “But, WHY?” “He can accompany you.” Joe smiled. “What…? I have Carolyne… She can do that….” I elbowed her… telling her silently to say yes. “O no Mia, I have a shoot tomorrow. Unfortunately, I cannot.” “A Shoot for what?” “I’m a model Mia... and quite a famous one.” She flicks her hair over her shoulder dramatically…

Megan averred, questioningly. Ding! And that was it! Stella suddenly let out a smirk, her lips curled up mischievously. “Of course, you did interrupt an important moment, but not to worry, I was just about to leave.” She uttered in a seductively laced voice. Damon, who has been staring and listening to their advice, creased his brows, totally obfuscated at Stella's choice of voice. Why does it sound like she's trying to… no, she's actually flirting? No doubt with it, he is sure.

You're embarrassing me by being here. Tears spilled down Stella's cheeks. At that moment, Micah didn't seem like her father at all. I was also stunned and stood rooted to the spot. "Moonrise Bay is my private beach, Micah. How could you—" "That's enough!" Micah exclaimed, shooting an annoyed look at Stella and me.