روايات وقصص ضمن Witcher 3: Blood And Wine Romance

Although, he knows I would never hurt our mate, and having tasted her the first night I marked her without issue, he is still concerned for any potential bloodlust I have for her divine blood. Admittedly it is so difficult to pull away. No blood I have ever had has tasted as amazing as hers, she is my personal aphrodisiac drug. Fighting myself with all my willpower, I remove my fangs from her delicious neck and clean up her wound with my tongue. Her sweet nectar coats my hard cock as she rides me faster. The experience of my venom surging into her as I drank from her neck heightened her arousal as well as mine. Both Damen and Max felt it too and are fighting their transitions. Damen’s eyes f

She walked to the table and poured wine into a glass for Luka. Luka took the glass from Marquise’s hand. Her eyes were staring at Marquise. The flames sparked inside her eyes. Marquise inhaled and saw Luka take some sips of the wine. After drinking the wine, Luka came calmer into sight. She waited for Marquise’s acumen about Richard and that woman. “They have an unbreakable bond. See, there are three different colors intertwined with each other. The red thread one is Richard’s, the white one belongs to that young woman, she inherited the blood of a white witch and the green one is…” Marquise inhaled. She paused.

"Do you think it's good, my love?" Blanca cracked a grin and bit her lips. It appeared as if the wine and Dimitri's extraordinary blood were forming a protective circle around her taste buds, like two warriors before a battle. She was attempting to reconcile the wine and his blood in her system to maintain a healthy equilibrium in her system. Making her want him more.

Vin is more handsome than him how there he! I’m so mad now because of that fucking jerk as if I really want to have sex with him. He is just my second choice because I can’t see Vin. How there he reject me liked that! I went out to the restroom trying to calm my self. But I failed I’m still so mad because of that fucking jerk. I grabbed the drink that the waiter offered to me and drink it in one gulp. I just keep drinking until my eyes is closing.

“I vow, little rabbit, to tease that sweet pussy until you’re crying for release. To slide into you slow while my brothers watch—then hard while they join. To bind our souls so tight your orgasms echo in my chest. Heaven between your thighs, hell if you ever try to leave. You’re our forever.” I whispered it back, throat tight with need. “I vow… to be teased until I beg, to take you slow and hard, to let our souls knot. Heaven… forever.” Elder Mara lifted the goblet high. “Drink.” We passed it between us—Lorenzo first, then Vincenzo, Valentino, me last. The blood hit my tongue—hot, coppery, alive. It burned down my throat like whiskey and lightning. The bond snapped into place: a golden threa

Red wine spread across the white tablecloth, soaking into the fabric like blood. "I'm sorry," she gasped, standing up so fast her chair scraped against the floor. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." Salvatore was up immediately, moving toward her with his hands out like he was approaching a wounded animal. "It's fine, cara. It's just wine. Sit down, we'll get it cleaned up." "No." She backed away from him, her eyes wild. "Don't touch me. Don't." "Giulia." His voice cracked on her name. "Please."

I quickly poured myself a glass of wine and drank it in one gulp. "Wolves' favourite foreplay is chasing down their mate, it gets them excited and it is part of their love language so there is a chance that if Jet catches you...er..you know you guys will clearly mate" She choked out picking the wine I had poured for myself. Her whole face was red as a tomato, I wonder how she does it with Hunter if she is this shy to even talk about it. "Don't worry, none of that will happen" I reported bringing out another glass.

I rubbed my head vigorously trying to get it to relax while my wolf just kept howling in anger. I need to mate with Scarlett soon, to bring my wolf back to its state. I hate my new self now, I want to go back to my old self but Scarlett keeps making me weak. Rhoda came to my room with a jug filled with my favorite mixed liquor ' beautiful wine, that was what I do call it. She smiled as she placed it on the table. "You will need this since I mixed the necessary ingredients and made your favorite," she proclaimed, smiling, as she went to the kitchen to get two cups.

"The music in the background sounds so pleasant. Why don’t you dance with me?" Blaze scratched his forehead and turned his head aside. "Here my condition is getting worse, and she wants to dance!" He murmured. "Dance with me, Blaze." Triana smiled coquettishly and offered him her hand, frequently batting her eyelashes. "She is certainly planning to kill me," Blaze murmured again. He grabbed the bottle of wine and began drinking directly from it. "Huh…" Triana's jaw dropped open. "How come you drank all the wine?" she asked, her smile fading. "I wanted to drink more."

She carried bread. Dimitrius followed with wine. “Dragon wine?” Emmy asked suspiciously. “No.” “Good.” Ignisvath looked offended. “My people’s wine is excellent.” “It could strip paint.” “That indicates quality.” “That indicates danger.” Dimitrius smiled. “I brought wolfberry wine.” Jasmine stared. “That isn’t better.” “It is to me.” “You don’t drink.” “I can still have preferences.” A silver wolf bounded onto the porch. “Xander!” Emmy barely moved before Liora ran past her.