Toothless X Astrid Novels & Stories

“Are you there? Can you hear me?” Astrid’s head tipped back, her breath catching. She tried to hold it in, but the sounds broke free anyway, soft and desperate, her body trembling beneath me. By the time Mrs Brittany stopped talking and the line went dead, Astrid moaned openly. When I finally pulled back from her thighs, I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand, then licked my lips slowly, deliberately. “Sweetheart,” I murmured, staring into her dazed eyes. “I could feed on you forever.”

Out of voice, out of breath, she can only let herself close her eyes and explode inside. She finishes, but he is not done with her. He claims her over and over again until her entire body feels numb. He claims her in every way a man can claim a woman until the sun starts to rise above them. One last kiss until he finishes too, filling her with his essence, making her be his. Astrid must have fallen asleep after that as when she opens her eyes again, she is in her room and the sun looks about to set. Every single muscle of her body is sore, but thinking back at the night she had, she can't really complain.

Arrow grabs my gently by the throat before crashing his mouth onto mine in a desire fueled need. “Oh, guys!” Astrid groaned from behind us as Ares laughed at his sister. We broke apart panting but in all honesty all thoughts of the Ball had gone, all I wanted was to be naked with these two sexy ass men. Astrid rolled her eyes at us before leaving the room, we all burst out laughing.

Elena began, excitement in her, "tell me about your night with Phoenix and Dexter." Astrid hesitates, biting her lip before she spoke. "Well, it was… Intense," she says softly. She glances at Elena, whose eyes were now gleaming with curiosity. "Go on," Elena encourages, leaning forward slightly, her gaze never leaving Astrid's face. Taking a deep breath, Astrid continues, her words flowing more freely now. "They took turns. One of them would… would take me in my mouth," she utters, her voice trembling slightly as she spoke. "While the other… while the other was inside me."

And I don’t have enough of it yet. “Sure. I’ll let you know—unless Hailey gets there first.” I yawn into my sleeve. “You sound knackered. Get some rest, kid.” “Goodnight, Ronan.” The line dies, and the room returns to silence. ~~~~ She’s late. Because of course she is. Astrid slips through the shadows like a stray cat trying not to get caught. Her eyes find mine where I’m leaning back against the crumbling wall, cigarette dangling from my lips, smoke curling lazily around me. I flick the ash, jerk my chin in the direction we’re headed.

Ragnar quickly and calculatedly evaded the kiss, redirecting his attention to the delicate part of her neck. His lips traced a path along the curve of her throat, an action that made Astrid forget about the stupid kiss he curved and stirred a cascade of sensations in her. Astrid shut her eyes, throwing her head back as her breath hitched, the warmth of his proximity sending shivers down her spine. He paused the kissing, proceeding to slowly li k a particular part of her neck and without warning, he sunk his teeth into her flesh and she let out a yelp. Her eyes shot open, "W–what are you doing?"

she asked curiously, as if what she said was right and I was wrong. “That is because I am not your Luna.” "My mommy said you are going to be our new Luna because Alpha Atlas likes you," she smiled widely, showing her two missing teeth in the front. I blushed at her words. That wasn't big news to me as I had already noticed it, but I disregarded it. I still had a mate and wouldn't want to betray the mate bond. “Aaron?” I called, ignoring her words. "Yes, Astrid." He ran towards me, smiling sheepishly, holding a small brown doll shaped like a girl.

Magic scarred this place. A clearing opened ahead—and standing at the center, waiting like she'd known Liana would come, was Astrid. She wore a gown of midnight leather. Her eyes gleamed obsidian. Her hair had grown wild, long and silver-black. Behind her stood Ronan, arms crossed, amused. But Liana barely saw him. Only Astrid. Only her mirror. "You came," Astrid said, her voice neither warm nor cruel. Just... resigned. Liana stepped forward, ignoring the growls behind her. "You remember."

“If ever he bothers you again, tell me, okay?” Astrid just smiled. “I knew it, I shouldn’t have told you about what happened.” But she already did. That night when she got sick and he decided to stay by her side, she wasn’t able to keep the truth from him. That her relationship with Theo was on the rocks because simply, the guy was a douchebag. He’s somebody who looked nice and respectable on the outside but a total perv on the inside. “And I therefore conclude that I am indeed a magnet of toxic relationships,” Astrid acknowledged. “Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to-“

She has been depressed lately and she misses capturing every nice moment around her, as soon as she got home, her collections were the first thing she checked, her little dolls. "Astrid, hello? Are you even listening to me? Why are you taking random photos at Louis' group?" Sullivan seems confused. She keeps on looking back at the group of guys. She had a crush on Louis Felderiz and it makes her somehow feel jealous whenever she caught Astrid Hawthorne taking photos of him.