Yelena Belova X Reader Novels & Stories

“That female shifter was showing her interest in my brother. I had a feeling that she would not hesitate to stay for a night if offered accommodation that day. Thank Goddess, she left after Aera spit fire at her when she marked her territory. She never did anything to anger me, but I hate her. Maybe because she’s too beautiful. Yes, maybe that’s why.” Yelena, who was calm listening to everybody, suddenly elongated her neck at Alexia to show her interest. On the other hand, Svetlana, who was occupied separating a neem leaf from its steam, stopped for a while to look at Alexia in incurious The three stared at each other for the longest time, leaving Mikhail and Irino wondering in their seat. I

I roar, driving myself to the hilt as my body locks up, shooting my seed violently into the latex barrier inside her. I collapse against her, both of us panting, our sweat-slicked bodies glued together in the quiet aftermath. Elena lies beside me, eyes wide, shocked, and completely exhausted. She tries to regulate her ragged breathing, her chest heaving as she looks up at the ceiling. "Oh, shit..." she whispers, her voice cracking with awe. "I didn't know sex could feel this good." She mutters and I can’t help the genuine laughter that escapes from me.

Bella blinked softly like she hadn’t expected that sound from me. Honestly? Neither had I. The tension between us shifted slightly after that, it became softer. Bella pulled her cloak tighter against the wind. “I found out the truth in Valoria,” she admitted quietly. My jaw locked tight in an instant. So she really knew. “Elena got drunk,” Bella continued. “Started bragging to her friends.” Her expression darkened faintly. “I’ve got Beta Kylian wrapped around my little finger.” I rolled my eyes instantly. “Insufferable woman.”

Helena’s voice jolted her out of her thoughts. “Are you saying what I think you’re saying?” Elora asked, her clit getting harder at the thought of rubbing Helena’s clit on hers. Helena nodded, and Elora laughed. “You little slut.” “Don’t act like I’m the only one that wants this,” Helena responded quickly, her voice low and sultry, sending chills running down Elora’s spine. “I know you can’t get enough of my cunt.” The wetness between both their legs had gotten really unbearable as Helena’s bra fell off, revealing her boobs. They weren’t that huge, but they were decent.

“He was the perfect gentleman. He basically saved my life by kidnapping me. Then he let me go and had to save me again. Now he’s stuck with me for life.” “Oh,” the word pops from Anya, then she gives Isabella an apologetic look. “I’m sorry. The words came out before I could censor them.” “It’s okay.” Isabella brushes it off as if Anya didn’t just insult her. “But yes, I rescue sex-trafficking victims. It’s a passion of mine.” “I think it’s amazing.” “You know what else is amazing?” Alexei asks. When Anya shakes her head, he places a book on her lap. “Read it. Best work of literature ever.”

Rocco fantasized. I couldn't hold back my smile. When my phone beeped, I checked to find a text from Flynn and the smile wiped off my face. The next moment, I found myself racing out of the hall. Their calls couldn't stop nor falter my steps as the content of the message was the only thing on my mind. Ian, that bastard. He dared to violate my wife in my villa! ~Elena~ Every time when I tried to think being here couldn't get worse, Asher proved me wrong by showing his monstrous side.

I can see her pleading with her eyes, but I don’t hasten my pace. “Do you want me?” Yana whispers. “Very much, yes.” I lean in and plant an almost chaste kiss on her collarbone. “I’ve wanted you like this for so long. . . .” “Then have me. Take me.” Smiling, Yana takes both of my hands and puts them on her breasts, using the tactic of using my hands to pleasure herself again. She flicks over her nipples, gently tugging and twisting them with my fingers. She moans, closing her eyes and throwing her head back when I start to squeeze and caress on my own.

“But tell me the truth. When Damian told you to come here tonight, did your pussy get wet?” Elena’s breath caught. She looked away at the dark ocean. “No” “Be honest.” “Yeah. It did.” Her voice came out quieter. “I thought about your hands on me. Your cock inside me. I came last night while Damian fucked me, thinking about you instead.” Victor’s eyes darkened. He adjusted himself in his pants openly. “Good girl. That’s what I want. Not just your body. I want your mind too. I want you to realize how much better it could be.”

The musky smell and slightly sweet taste of my own release filled my mouth and my senses as he continued to kiss me. I sighed as I relaxed and concentrated on enjoying his passionate and deep kiss. When he broke our kiss, my mind was in a daze once more. Adrian chuckled a little at the sight of my dreamy face as our lips parted. I opened my eyes to find his enchanting green eyes staring at me and I smiled sweetly at him. My name is Elena and at a young but no-longer-green age of 25, I’m a widow slash divorcee with three rich and famous contract husbands.

“No one pays fifty million for nothing. So what do you actually want from me?” Raphael was quiet for a moment. Then he set the contract on the small table and leaned forward. “I want your company, Alina. Besides the sex, I also want you to be as comfortable as ever here, keep me company whenever I need it, and just...." He rubbed his hand on the back of his neck. “That's practically all. There's no hidden clause anywhere there.” He gestured to the contract. “You can take your time reading it just to make sure I'm not trying to trick you.” Frowning, I stared at the folder. I still didn't trust his words. Even though he looked genuine and didn't sound like someone who would pull a trick, I sti