Tara Strong Hot Novels & Stories

Maddoc Tara was so down to earth, so simple, so sweet, and sexy as hell. I had been waiting almost two centuries to claim my mate. I knew this would be different than any experience I’d had before. When she kissed me- I’d never felt anything like it. The warmth it sent through every nerve in my body. Just from a kiss! I’d never felt that, nothing even close. I’d never imagined she’d be so eager, but something told me Tara was going to be full of surprises. She was a gift that I was dying to unwrap. But was she really ready?

“A quest isn’t a quest if there are no obstacles to overcome. And if it were me, I’d be jumping at the chance to consume a potion that’d increase my sex drive. Particularly when my partner in crime was such a delectable dish.” Tara glanced at Aaron and winked. Keyah’s face turned red as a beet. Heat creeped up Aaron’s neck. He had never been hit on by a hundred-and-fifty-year-old woman. And he didn’t particularly like being referred to as a ‘delectable dish’. But he was a tiny bit worried too. Even without the potion, his sex drive was through the roof when he was around Keyah. “It’ll be alright,” Tara reassured. Keyah closed her eyes briefly.

Matisa adds, making Tara close her eyes, letting her tears fall freely. “Regardless of what you think of me or what you think of him, he was still my mate! Did you ever think of how my body was sent to waves of pain every time you fucked him? Every time you made him do despicable things in bed with you and your pathetic excuse of a man? He was MINE!” I never thought Tara was capable of loving anyone. Could she really have fallen in love with Taylor? But then, why did she act like she wanted to hook up with Hunter the first few days I was back? And why did she go kissing for the last few days?

TARA "Hey Babe," Xavier smiled, attempting to grab me from the waist the second time! Irritated, I slapped his hand away and yelled amidst the loud music, "HOW THE FUCK DID YOU GET INTO MY PARTY?!" "Tara, relax. You really shouldn't be yelling like this. How about we go somewhere private and talk better. What do you say?" He reached again for my hand, and for the second time, I slapped him off, drawing back! This bastard! When did he get into my party?!

Her body seemed to answer in turn: "You want this, Tara. You need this. A good fucking from these strong men..." Though she tried to fight it, Tara felt her juices flowing and her nipples grazing their ever-petting hands. When she forced open her eyes, she saw Roy tossing his shirt aside. She really stared then.

“If I told you, well, you’d never believe it anyway. But you’re safe now. Good as new.” “Good,” Tara said, letting it go for now. “I’m tired. But I also feel like… like I could leap up and run around the complex a few times.” As I scrambled for words, Aaron stepped over so that he was standing on the other side of the bed from Dax and me. “Tara, in order to save you, we had to take some drastic measures. You’re fine—you’re going to be just fine. But you should know, things might be different for you now. You’ll probably be faster and stronger than you were before. And you might be able to see through objects as well.”

James leans back in his chair. “No.” Bronx takes a deep sigh. “There’s no getting that club stink out of your clothes. The girls would know right away.” James curls his lip. “You gotta scrub in the shower to get it off your skin.” “Jealous Luna-Beta she-wolf hopped up on fertility hormones. That’s how my spirit’s journey ends.” I raise my eyebrows. “It was nice knowing ya, guys.” “Throw in a private room and tip money and I’m in.” Tyree holds his hand up with a devilish grin.

In a swift motion, the syringe filled with clear liquid was injected into her arm. "Let's see if after this, you'll be as defiant as before, or the other way around?" Damian said. He then took out his cellphone from his pants pocket, took a photo of Chloe, and sent it to Edward. "That despicable scumbag needs to witness with his own eyes what I'm going to do to his wife." As for Chloe, she felt her body growing weaker. Her joints felt increasingly painful. But shortly after, the pain turned into a spreading heat all over her body.

, he smirked and paced toward her. Tara wheezed, observing him coming toward her. Her hands started to tremble, her heart racing a mile a minute, beads of sweat dripping down her temple, to overcome her anxiety, she chanted in her mind, “Be Strong!…Tara, Be Strong…”. Ryan stood in front of her at a minor distance, he lifts his hand purposely bit by bit towards her as he likes to riddle her, to raise her fear that at any time he can enfold her soft peptide figure in his strong muscular arms.

"Come home with me. Please, Tara. I know I'm going to want to do that again and often." "Hmm...I think I need some time to think about it." Tara tapped her chin and twisted her mouth into a contemplative pout. Brian stopped breathing for a moment and he looked like he was about to burst a blood vessel. She decided to end his misery. "Yep! I would definitely like to do that again." She squealed. "Really? Are you sure about—" "I am deadass serious. I want you to fuck me for as many times as possible! I want this. I want it with you!" Tara ranted.