Novel & Cerita Tinkerbell And Terence Fanfiction

I told him. "You've gotten addicted, huh?" He asked me. "You never cease once it comes to satisfying." "That's my job. After all I am a sex demon." Terrence was. He was the best damn Incubus in Hell, who came up here to satisfy his needs. I finished fixing my hair up and then we heaeded back to the school. "Maybe later we could continue that?" He asked me. I nodded my head and he smiled at me before he disappeared into the school.

I can say that they're close and it's irritating me even more. I looked at Terrence underneath me again and frowned at him. "What? You're not gonna fight me? What's the point of coming here, hubby?" He licked his bottom lip and clenched his jaws. One second and he managed to flip our position. He's now on top of me, between my parted legs and I was so shocked when he pecked on my lips. "Terrence!" He smirked. "We only came here to ease your boredom. So, every angry punch, I'll get a kiss."

Yet, when I attempted to mate with her, it proved futile. “What is that?” Aaron inquired, his brow furrowing with concern. “The mating process,” I confessed with a heavy heart. “I couldn't feel her. It signifies one harsh reality: nothing will ever work between us. The only recourse left is to sever this sickening bond and return her to her family, even if it necessitates enlisting more witches to dissolve the tie. I'll endure the pain; after all, I've grown accustomed to such pain,” I murmured, gazing out of the window, grappling with the weight of my decision.

Terrence wasn't the type to back down. If he wanted to keep her in this underground boxing arena, he had a hundred ways to make it happen. She was still on his turf, and without backup, walking out without some kind of edge would have been dumb. So she swallowed the urge, tucked the pistol away, shoved the icy glare deep in her eyes, and left without another word. As her figure disappeared, Terrence slowly stroked the dart she'd thrown, his expression turning strangely tender. He muttered with a grin, "And this is your love letter to me."

I whispered when I couldn't take it anymore. The torture was too much. He pulled away, looking into my eyes, a devilish smirk appeared on his face, making my heart tickle for some reason. He brushed his knuckles against my jawline, forcing me to arch my back. He didn't waste his time. One of his hands slipped under my dress, making me tremble. “Please, what? Do you want something from your husband, Tinkerbell?” He whispered seductively in my ear and pushed his hand further up.

Terry looked at her and coaxed her like a child, "Good baby, drink the candy I bought for you." Jessica laughed and said, "Are you trying to treat me like a child?" He lowered his head and kissed her on the lips, saying, "I just treat you like a treasure." He held her from behind, and the bowl of black sugar ginger water on the table emitted a gentle steam. Jessica looked on and felt herself getting a little hot too. She looked up at Terry. Half an hour ago, while she was misbehaving in the elevator, her lipstick got on Terry's lips, but he seemed not to notice. Now, the corners of his thin lips still had a little lipstick on them.

She reached for his hand. "I never imagined... You would truly sever your mate bond with Lila for me. My heart overflows. Once I'm discharged... we can complete the bonding ceremony?" Terrence stiffened. A flash of pure resistance flared in his golden eyes. When he thought of my tear-streaked face, a wave of restless irritation washed over him. He appreciated Rebecca's gentle compliance, her lack of demands... but the fierce, possessive love he'd known burned only for me. Signing the decree had been a desperate gambit, a lie spun solely to give her a reason to fight, to ensure the pup's survival. He had never intended our bond to be truly broken.

Terry babbled, his malice dissolving into the sycophantic grin of a bewitched fool. Unable to resist, he drifted closer. He had never encountered a woman so breathtaking. When she had treated his injuries earlier, he had wondered if he had died and been welcomed into paradise by an angel. He had even thought of names for their future children. All he needed was his grandfather's help… "There's nothing to see here, Dr. Fey. Just a worthless nobody getting his ass— I mean, getting his lesson," Terry continued, leaning toward her with a hopeful smile. "But what do you say about dinner with me later?"