Winter Blanco Sextape Novels & Stories

“Ryan treated you like shit and Reid basically cheated on you, having a baby with some bimbo. They were blind, Jane. They couldn’t see what they had in you, but I see. I see you clearly, little white wolf.” Jane tried not to react. How did he know that her wolf was white? He could only know if he’d been watching them that night. She hadn’t shifted again, not since her first shift. She could feel her wolf itching to come out but it wouldn’t happen with her tied up. “I wasn’t innocent either,” she said. “Do you know what it means to have a white wolf?” Jane shook her head as Sebastian unlocked the handcuffs from her wrists and she gingerly moved to the foot of the bed so she could bend her leg

June impatiently said her fingers tapping the table while her left hand tucked her phone away, her eyes gazing at the closed door every now and then. "Yes!" she whispered in triumph, ejecting the USB from the laptop and quickly turning it off before hiding the device in her bra. Just as her hand was sliding in her bra to hide the device the door opened and in came Mr. White whose facial expression was confused upon seeing the scene in front of him. June had her right hand inside her bra while her two top buttons were opened and she was frozen in space like a deer stuck in headlights. All she could think about was that she got caught while all he could think about was if she was trying to sed

When he turns back to face me, my lips tremble, and I stammer out a single word: "Vivaldi." His eyes gleam with amusement as he licks the Hunter's blood from his fingers, raising an eyebrow in a playful waggle. "It is I, Snowboy," he says with a smirk, like a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar—or in this case, the blood.

I moved forward, stretching my hands in a plight to stop the villagers from moving any further. "We're Monsters Vamparina." His hand went beneath my legs, lifting me off the floor and into his hands. "Hold tight." "You're not going, no..." Their voices disappeared, my eyes closing the next minute. We were going so fast that I could barely exhale, my body trembling in his hands. I held him tight, my face buried in his abdomen. "Don't tell me you're scared." He chuckled, his grip tightening as he increased his pace. I was filled with the urge to scream, but I couldn't; the wind kept slapping me shut.

*Midnight Shadow Pack house* Luna Blanca's POV: "Fuck… I'm so horny" I grumbled to myself as I couldn't get off anymore from the Dildo that Alpha Draxler gave to me. I really needed a dick, a really good dick. What could really be wrong with me? It hasn't been up to two days since I last got a good fuck and here I am, so wet that I even had to change my underwear three times because it got drenched. Right now I have no underwear and my juices just keep getting on my bed. I'll have to change these sheets once more, but not until I'm satisfied. I never thought I was going to need Felix's help once more to get off, I just hope he doesn't chicken out on me this time. If I could remember correctl

The blonde felt her stomach turn as she tried desperately not to think of all the things he might do to her. “You need to convince Mr. Wolfe to keep you for the whole evening.” Omar continued. “The Alpha has been drinking heavily since this morning. I’m sure with a bit of a push, he’ll end up too out of it to do anything but just in case, you need to keep yourself out of his sights.” “But Alphas can’t get blackout drunk!” Chloe whispered. “True but even Alpha’s aren’t immune to Xanax.” Chloe stopped in her tracks, mouth dropping open in shock. Omar didn't realise immediately that the blonde was no longer following him. He made it seven feet before realising and turned to look back with a con

She thanks him, closes the door, and sets the package on the bed. “Elijah,” I whisper, my legs weakening beneath me as I back away from the package. A sick sense of dread unfurls in my chest, choking the air from my lungs. Zoe raises an eyebrow at my reaction, her gaze shifting between me and the package with mild curiosity. “It’s just a painting, Piper. Calm down.” She rips open the packaging, revealing the painting inside. My breath catches, my heart stopping as my eyes land on the image. It’s the wolf. His wolf.

"You’re delicious when you’re wet. Oh… your cunt is twitching all over me!" "Ooh… ah… Sss… ahh! Your rod is too huge! My hole is going to rip!" Snow White arched her hips as the giant Titan hammered her. Her folds pried wide, swallowing the entire length. Her walls snapped back in rhythm. Then, he flipped her over, sitting her on his lap facing him, connecting their bodies in a heated embrace. His thick rod hammered into her, his juices dripping onto the floor.

She has to be cocky and unresolved, not this overrated girl type! Ghaile stared happily at the two. No, more on laughing at his reactions. "Fire Starter," Winter slowly uttered at Lucas straight at the face. "We warmly welcome you to White Day High!" she joyfully whispered. Ghaile smiled at him, too. "What—what are you doing?" Lucas comically uttered, still feeling awkward with that so-called warm behavior they have shown him. Winter patted his sweaty pink hair, adding more to his embarrassment. She also cleaned his bleeding cheek that she kicked earlier.

Wren unscrewed the cap on the tube of soothing cream and squeezed a white ribbon on her fingers, spreading it over her skin. Bianca was definitely going to pay for this. A knock came on the bathroom door and Wren went over to open it, seeing Kael standing outside holding a white blouse in dry cleaning plastic. As soon as he saw her half-dressed state he immediately looked away, although having seen the burn marks on her skin. “Thank you,” Wren said as she took the bag from him. With his face still turned away, he asked. “How do you want me to handle Bianca?”