The Highlander's Touch Novels & Stories

Hailec was just silently listening to her rants, slightly kneeling on the ground, his hands on her waist. "Ouch! Can you --- ouch! You're doing that on purpose!" she whined and started to pout. I can't help but chuckle with her antics. "Keep quiet," Hailec scolded. She glared at him for a while before she heed his words and just silently crossed her arms over her chest as the latter heals her wounds. "It's done." My attention was shifted back to the man beside me. I looked back at my once injured shoulder that was now clear of any marks of injuries.

She felt a weird sensation of where his fingers came in contact with his skin. Looking into his dark eyes of her mate. Harlow couldn't help but mentally sigh at how wonderful it felt to just near him. Something was swimming in his eyes, but she couldn't make out what it was. It was hard holding in the temptation of touching his face and tracing his gorgeous features, those luscious full lips that-

Emily does as he said and felt him gathering the skirt of her dress, pulling it up, his hands touching her pantalets and fiddling with his fingers until he felt the open-cut that lead to the open part of her pantalets until his hand touched the skin of her inner thigh. “Please don’t do this, not here,” she pleaded as she felt his hand slip up all the way to her womanhood, touching her pubic hair, regretting it as he now sits with a full erection. Emily could feel the tears build up in her eyes, feeling violated. Prince Deacon watched her face, which was almost as red as the tomatoes on her plate. He was about to seek out her clitoris when he saw the first tear run down her face. He immediate

Highland Crystal Tower-Level 32 (VVIP Suite) A tall man in his thirty, wearing a bathrobe, is sitting on the couch with two beauties hugging his muscular body. He had slick jet black hair, eyebrows as sharp as a sword, a chiseled jawline, and mesmerizing scarlet orbs. His long, slender legs stretched to the end of the couch, with one of the girls, sit on his muscular thigh. The beauties wearing bikinis, unashamed of their almost naked appearance.

Could he not watch where he was going? Ignoring him, she bent to retrieve the contents of her purse scattered on the floor. “Here let me help with that” The man said, bending to pick up a pen, just about the same time Yvonne was going to reach for it and their fingers touched. Yvonne froze, her hand suspended midair. At his touch, a slam of shock, almost like electricity, hit her so hard she trembled at the impact, and her wolf howled loudly in her head in joy.

She let the delicate chain drape through her fingers. "Can you handle this, Serenity? Let’s test it" Hannah cupped Serenity’s modest breasts and pinched her nipples. That beautiful, powerful body jerked beneath her touch. Mistress squeezed the small clamp open, hearing an audible gulp from the blonde. The temptation was too great, and instead of immediately using the implement, she bent her head to suck Serenity’s nipple into her mouth. She did not doubt that what she was doing affected the blonde by the way her hips bucked wildly.