Tu Eres Mio Novels & Stories

Don't force erase traces I erased it more and more More and more, come back Hope everything will be fine Foliage, convey the message of my heart. Wind, take fly my taste. ~ Alisy a Cantara

He asked and it almost made me laugh. "What are we?" I repeated. We are mates and I just want to fucking claim you, I just want to relish in the comfort of your arms, that's what we are. “We are nothing, Darius. A temporary fluke of the Moon Goddess that will be corrected soon enough when I mark Elena.”

'Cause like I've been searching my whole life to find my own place And maybe it's the chismis talking or drainage overdue MARIA: But with you EMILIO: But with you I found my place MARIA: I see your face And it's nothing like I've ever known before! MARIA/ EMILIO: There is an open door! There is an open door! There is an open door! With you! With you! With you! With you! There is an open door

I ask, my voice breathy with awakening lust. “Do you know how long I’ve been trying to convince Merry to do the sofa thing? I’ve barely been able to think of anything else since she said we could do it. I’ve gotta get you in the mood, Caramelo.” “Mmmmm. You don’t ever have to do much to get me in the mood, Tesoro. Eres tan jodidamente sexy, solo tengo que mirarte y estoy listo. (You're so fucking sexy, I just have to look at you and I'm ready.)”

The pleasure you took in watching that man suffer. -That's who I am, Elenor; I grew up in this world. If I forgave every person who wronged me, I would have been dead by now. I'm the head of the most dangerous organization in Sicily, I have to show my people that they can't mess with me. So please, accept me as I am and let me prove to you how much I love you. Before I can say anything else, a loud bang knocks me to the ground, causing a sharp pain in my abdomen.

I closed my eyes and screamed his name for the whole of Manhattan to hear. I climaxed again and soon felt his semen flooding inside of me. His contents filled me up with warmth. He took his lips off of my neck, I could now feel his cum dripping out of me slowly. He touched my cheek as I reopened my eyes, he smiled slightly as he touched my lips with his thumb. “Ti amo, Cuore mio (I love you, my heart)!” He whispered, pecking my forehead lovingly. I smiled with contentment, up at him. “I love you too, Tesoro mio (My treasure).” I mustered as much Italian as I could, making him smile brightly at me.

"You — please — I belong to you—" "And will you let anyone else touch you?" "No." She shook her head desperately. "No, Damien. Never. I won't — I promise — please—" "Who," he said softly, his lips brushing her jaw, "is the only one who gets to have you?" "You." The word came out like a prayer. "Only you. You and no one else — Damien—" The vibrator roared back to life. His fingers began to move. Hard. Deep. Relentless. His pace climbed and she stopped forming words entirely — there was nothing left but sensation and his name and the headboard rattling above her and the coil inside her pulling so tight she couldn't breathe—

I didn’t deserve her sympathy. “Pero eres mío.” (You’re mine, though.) She smiled up at me. “Soy tuyo.” (I’m yours.) “Te amo.” Her lips whispered under the waterfall before she pressed them to my chest. “Te amo mucho.” She repeated over and over, pressing soft, wet kisses to my skin.

I whisper, pumping him gently through every pulse of his orgasm. I move lower, licking his cum off his toned stomach, cleaning him thoroughly with slow swipes of my tongue. His cock quickly stiffens again, and he groans deeply. “Hakeem!” Gael moans, fingers tangling in my hair. He rarely calls me by my name instead of "Tesoro," and when he does, it means he's completely lost in pleasure. My lips slide around his cock, sucking him deep into my throat until my nose touches his pelvis. He arches up, growling roughly. “¡Joder, Hakeem! (Fuck, Hakeem!)”

He carried his phone and dialed a number. “Yo cuate” a voice in a noisy background said in Mexico for Derek to clear his throat. “ El amigo,” Derek called his friend in his native language which Spanish. “Bad man, you’ve forgotten your bro ehhh” the voice sounded for Derek to smile. “ cuate, I need your help brother, it’s very important” Derek said for him to hear the person leaving the noisy environment. “ what is it man, you now anything for little cuate” His friend said for Derek to smile.