Velvet And Veneer R34 Novels & Stories

Feel betrayed already? Either man or woman, your lover might let you down one day The bass in Velvet Room pulsed like a heartbeat made of neon and regret. Bodies moved against each other under violet light, drinks poured over glittering rims and the hum of scandal traveled faster than any song played by the DJ.

Elder Virel pressed him backward, steel raining down in rapid strikes. “You are weakened,” Virel said between blows. “You carved out the one thing that could have been your anchor.” Riven blocked, blocked, blocked, then he let one strike slip past deliberately. Virel saw the opening and committed fully. That was his mistake. Riven stepped into the attack instead of away from it, he let the blade slice across his ribs shallow, controlled and in that same motion… He drove his own weapon straight through Virel’s abdomen, the sound was sickening. The arena went silent.

“Grandpa’s getting impatient, Kieran. The Lattucinna Pack and the Vorreth Clan will rule everything if we merge our bloodlines. This engagement isn’t just Grandpa’s idea—I want you too. We’ve been friends since we were kids. You know I’m way more deserving of standing by your side than… that toy you dragged back from Ironveil.” Velvet circled around and came up beside my chair. Without any shame, she leaned down so her tits nearly brushed my shoulder while her slender fingers boldly trailed across my broad chest, trying to undo the top button of my black shirt. “Get your hands off me, Velvet,” I growled low, smooth as velvet but laced with such heavy Alpha threat that the air in the room sud

“Go make Mama proud.” My outfit—if you could even call it that—was pure sin. A tiny black mesh babydoll that barely covered my ass, completely see-through, with thin straps that looked ready to snap at the slightest movement. Underneath, a blood-red thong that disappeared between my cheeks and a matching strappy bralette that pushed my full breasts up like an offering. My nipples were already visible through the sheer fabric. Six-inch black stilettos and thigh-high stockings with delicate lace tops completed the look. Every step made the little bells on my ankle straps chime softly. I looked expensive, filthy, and completely fuckable. Exactly what men like Lucien paid for. I did one last spi

insulted, V tried to act threatening but was failed by the unforgiving wound on his belly. "I don't know what you are talking about, but I am giving you the truth," she began pacing toward them. "What are you doing?" confronted Marco, but now, fear was in his voice. "Drink that," she said coldly while handing a glass of some sort of weird-looking fluid in it to V. "You're not yet healed and you shouldn't be out of your bed yet. Don't worry, it's not a poison, not a love potion either. You need this to make your recovery fast."

VENDETTA ( Love of Darkness or Night) Written by: Authoress Ricky Genres: Action , Erotica , Drama EIGHT VENDETTA I put on the black curvy dress that was actually an option after lot of thought and help with my gold heels and I brush my hair in a curvy length and apply some eye liner and a red lipsticks. After a little view at myself in the mirror I head out of my room and I met the girl Laura working on her system and her eye widened immediately she saw me.

He whispered into her pussy, licking her body that were clenched, fighting the urge to release. Tears were now rolling down her cheeks as Baddley stopped her from releasing. Her legs were shaking now and Baddley chuckled, replacing his mouth with his dick. Xenia clenched onto his body tightly as they came in sync. *** Violet shoved two fingers into her pussy, pleasuring herself. She was able to add one more finger and imagine it was Baddley fingering her like he did in the past. She grumbled in frustration. It did nothing. Adding more fingers only caused her pain.

My black linen shirt hung open to the navel, my alpha musk leaking a thick, heavy cloud of rain and ash that completely drenched the room. The door to the dressing room clicked open, and Veda stepped into the dim amber light of the hearth lamps. She had removed the structured charcoal jacket, her long dark hair spilling across the pale skin of her shoulders, leaving the dark violet punctures of my mating mark completely exposed. She stopped three feet from my silhouette, her hazel eyes pinning my gaze with a sudden, sharp clarity that cut through my defensive dominance.

Viper found himself purring before he knew he was doing it. His little mate was dressed in a human covering similar to one he'd seen her in before. Except this one clung to her body. It had little thin straps, and instead of flowing around her knees as the other one had, this one clung to her thighs. The top of the covering pushed her uberas up, and Viper enjoyed the view of her soft brown mounds. She had on human shoes that made her taller, and her hair was mostly pulled up with little spiral-like pieces hanging beside her face.

As Shadow revved the Ferrari with a little more gusto than required, Raven slid the device back to on and mid-level pulsing. “Mmm,” Vixen shifted on the chair, inclining her neck to the side as if to allow kisses along its length. Raven counted to thirty and then changed both the pulsing rhythm and strength as Shadow eased the Ferrari out onto the road. Vixen slid Raven a look out of the corner of her eye and ran her tongue along her bottom lip.