Twilight Fanfic Lemons Novels & Stories

As he starts to circle my clit, he slips his tongue into my mouth as Salem tugs at my tits, quickly sending me off the edge as I cum around his cock. "Fuck, I love when you do that." Salem groans huskily, moving his hands down to my hips to help me ride out my orgasm. As Levi begins to quicken his thrusts inside him, Salem moves his hands down to my ass, squeezing it as I begin to slam down harder on his cock. His fingers begin digging into my flesh as Levi tilts my head to the side before sucking and nipping at my neck.

She opened her laptop with shaky fingers. “The Erotic Haunting: Spectral Desire in Wuthering Heights…” She made it three paragraphs before his mouth descended. Damien knelt between her thighs, pushed her legs wider, and dragged his tongue slowly up her center. Kenzie’s voice cracked mid-sentence. “The way Heathcliff’s… fuck… obsession blurs the line between love and… possession…” He sucked her clit hard, then gentled, alternating until her hips rolled against his face. Every time she faltered, he stopped.

The sweet, tangy scent of her virgin cunt filled the air around them. “Tonight,” Sophia spoke huskily into the main camera, “my little sister joins me. Watch us break together.” The stream began with dark, intimate corruption. Sophia guided Aurora down onto the silk platform and kissed her deeply, tongues sliding wetly and messily. The faint taste of cherry lip gloss mixed with the salty anticipation on Aurora’s tongue. Elias and Lucian moved in like wolves. Lucian dropped between Aurora’s spread thighs and dragged his hot, rough tongue slowly up her virgin slit, savoring the sweet, tangy taste of her untouched cunt. He sucked her swollen clit into his mouth, humming as he licked and slurped

He whispered. And God, I was feeling. My body trembled, caught in a storm I couldn’t control. I whimpered when I felt Leon’s tongue glide across the inside of my thigh, his fingers gripping my leg as he licked higher. My hips bucked, but Damon’s body held me still. “You smell of arousal,” Leon growled, his hot breath teasing my slick folds. “And fuck, do you taste sweet.” I gasped when his tongue flicked over my center. Slow at first, then deeper, then faster. I cried out again, the sound torn from my throat without permission.

Celeste said nothing as she bit her lips. Damon took a sip of whiskey. He lifted her chin and met her lips. He pried them open to feed her the whiskey. Celeste whimpered uncomfortably as she tried to push his lips away with her tongue. She accidentally touched Damon's tongue with hers. He couldn't control himself anymore. Damon found her tongue as the amber liquid trickled down their mouths. The alcohol slid down Celeste's chin and onto her chest. It was such an erotic scene. They only let each other go and panted hard after five minutes.

The chilling wind produced by the soft flutter of her wings was not able to mute the loud thumping of their heart which disturbed the silent night of the graveyard right below the ancient branches of the Ygdrasil. On cue, thousands of fireflies erupted from the grass field and the branches of Ygdrasil and the next thing that happened around them, thousands of fireflies erupted from different directions. Thousands of flickering small lights surrounded them with their lips still connected with each other; swaying by the soft flapping of her gigantic waving as if the lights were dancing around them. Drawing a deep breath from their first kiss, Damon chuckled as he connected their foreheads – hi

My body trembled with shame, heat, and want tangled so tightly I couldn’t separate them. “Say it, Eliot.” His teeth grazed my bottom lip, sharp enough to sting. “I… I can’t,” I whispered. He smirked, pressing his forehead against mine. “Not yet.” His lips brushed mine once more, softer this time, almost reverent—and then he released me, stepping back with the confidence of a man who knew victory was inevitable. I stood frozen, chest heaving, my lips swollen and wet. Damien’s eyes lingered, dark and dangerous. “You’ll stop fighting soon. They always do.”

She was the insufferable daughter of Twilight Pack’s Beta. “Who the fuck are you?” I growled, pretending to not know her. She liked to be the centre of attention, so let’s take her down a notch. She blinked and gaped for a moment before quickly collecting herself. Throwing her long black hair behind her shoulder, she said, “It’s me, Demi. I’m the daughter of the Twilight Beta.” “I don’t care who you are,” I told her. “Nobody is allowed to talk badly about my date. Apologise right now.”

And I decided to change, to stop the drug lifestyle I had started and to take my life back. I opened a bookstore, which is doing quite well, I even have an assistant. It was much later that I learned who this mysterious man was. Calvin Lloyd, the alpha of the Twilight Pack. He had given me a mischievous look before holding out his hand, eyes as blue as the sky, he must have been twenty-eight years old. It was his hand that he had caressed his sex, I think I blushed when I recognized it. I didn't grab his hand and for three years now we've been fighting a cold war, me to hide the attraction I have for him, and him because he's a big jerk and nothing else. I wonder if he knows it was me that d

MASON Mason cherished the drive that carried him directly through the heart of the community. the peace of store owners closing up for the evening. The young couples that strode the walkways against the conclusion of the night. As his drove followed the coast, he could smell the sea. Mason cherished this place. But this time, he wasn't seeing any of that. Mason's thoughts were racing as he tried to make sense of what had happened. Or, more specifically, how he remembered the fiery, little, gorgeous, dead, vampire coven leader. She had a certain something. a feeling he had. He questioned if she experienced it as well.