روايات وقصص ضمن Vegeta Blushing

Vera met my eyes and I could see the smile on her lips and she shook her head as if she could see the thougts running through my head. “You want to poke his eyes out?” she whispered and I pouted. “You know... I love it when you are being like this. It makes me wet...” Someone cleared their throat, and I looked up to see Vera’s friend, Faye, pressing a palm against her mouth. My cheeks flushed in embarrassment. My mate, though, looked smug as hell as she leaned closer to me. “And when you flush like this... I want to see how red your other things look...”

Rose's heart sinks as she realizes that even in this vulnerable moment, they find joy in her pain. Tears well up in her eyes, her gaze scanning the crowd, only to find each face consumed by laughter and mockery. From the corner of her eye, she catches a glimpse of Blaze, standing among the crowd. His sharp glares are fixed upon her, intensifying the burning humiliation she feels. He steps forward, positioning himself next to Alexa, his eyes landing on her grazed shoulder and bleeding elbows. Parting his lips, he utters, "Get her to the ER, Saisha. She is too weak to tolerate pain."

Growls and snarls filled the room as the two continued fighting without missing a breath. Vanilla could feel a headache building up, seeing Greta throw Garret through the wall, her own lips bursted, eyes glowing as fur appeared out of her skin. A burst of irritation flashed through her, she jumped to her feet and shouted. “Stop it!” But they didn't listen, Garret ran at Greta, ready to punch her when Vanilla hissed. “Both of you. Enough!”

Turning back to meet Vasili's piercing dark gaze, a sultry smile carves her lips. ****🤤****

“Zayne is back to normal. If he cares about that girl, then it’s Gabriella's place to worry—not yours. You had your little orgasm. Now get over it.” Ava hissed and stormed out of the room. Venom took a long sip from her wine glass and turned to their mother, eyes gleaming. “Guess what? I got the useless sacks removed. Wanna see?” She yanked open her shirt without waiting for a response. Two surgical scars ran across her flattened chest. “Tada.” Their mother gasped and covered her mouth. “What… what have you done?” she whispered. “Where are your beautiful breasts?” “Haha! Mother you are so old school.”

Her face turned red and she pushed her hand away. "Are you blushing, nerd?" Ava said as she laughed. "NO!" She shouted and covered her face which was as red as a tomato.

Those seemingly ordinary jeans had quite a story—they were only available overseas. The streamer walked over and greeted Serena directly. Seeing her arrive, she quickly waved, "Hey, I'm Serena Vale." The streamer smiled warmly, "Hi, I'm Layla Foster, but you can just call me Layla." Serena and Layla quickly hit it off. Layla, curious, asked, "Did you get those jeans abroad? I've never seen anything like them around here."

I closed my eyes, letting the water run over my face. All I could think about was Greer and how she had ridden me so wildly earlier, how her red lipstick had smeared across my skin, how beautifully broken she had looked when I folded her in half and destroyed her pussy. Veda’s voice became background noise. I finished showering quickly, dried off, and wrapped a towel around my waist. When I stepped out of the bathroom, the scene that greeted me made me stop cold. Veda was standing in the middle of the bedroom holding my white inner shirt. Her eyes were wide, bloodshot, and filled with pure madness. The bright red lipstick stain on the collar was glaringly obvious under the bedroom lights.

It hurts. "It's done now. You can open your eyes, ma'am." She announced and I fluttered my eyes opened immediately. I couldn't see clearly as tears had already clouded my vision. I wiped it away with my other palm. Removing the tissue in my mouth, I sighed in relief. It doesn't hurt that bad anymore. Christabel took care of it and she plastered it.