Yuri #ddlc #pen Novels & Stories

"I want to hug you. Don't you like me hugging you?" 00Shen Jianchuan's Adam's apple bobbed up and down. "I like it, but you are still young..." 00"I'm not young. I'm an adult now." Yuri put her lips on his neck. She found that she really liked him. He was not honest on the surface, but he was also a gentleman in his bones. If he had been with another man, he would have been unable to control himself. 00She was not confident in her charm. Instead, she was sending herself to someone's door. How many men could resist her?

Definitely not a Dani kind of girl. Ryker walks into the room wearing flannel pants and no shirt. He comes to a halt when he sees me and rakes a hand through his golden-blond hair. “Damn. Any clue how many captions I could put on this image—” “Trust me, she can caption them herself,” replies Penelope as she follows him into the room and swats him on the ass. With her copper hair up in a messy knot and her red glasses perched on her nose, she looks slightly mussed and happy in her pjs. I’m not surprised considering the number of times I heard her calling out his name last night. I’m thrilled they’re in love and all that jazz, but dang, enough with the awesome sex already. I make a mental note

He chuckled and said, "Tone down your voice." Drake let out a long sigh before casting an eye across to Emily. He gave her a little head shake before gently petting her pallid hand. Damn it! There is an issue with the Alpha, who appears to have a problem with his stray. ’ Dillon had this concept about the beta. He considered asking him for more but ultimately decided against it. After Drake had finished speaking, Dillon maintained his silence. “Dillon?” "Yes, alpha?" Drake sighed. He questioned, "How are you able to declare that you like a woman?"

And his deep husky voice taunts, "Smells like you want more." He has his beefy left arm under my left knee. Holding my arm so I'm laying on my right side. I turn to see his hand going back up. I plead shaking my head, pleading. "No, no. Papi I'm good. I'm good!" And not even straining he lifts me up off the bed! Like I weigh Nothing! "You know what? I think you like it. I think you enjoy being spanked by Us! Look how wet you are?" He wipes his hand along my soaking slit, making me gasps quietly. Then brings it back into view and slurps it clean loudly, eyeing me intensely. 'Damn, that's hot!' Yuri confesses. Obviously loving the scenery.

She looked at Yuri who lazily raised a paper as well. "Same." IN the Philippines, Black reminisced what Yuri said before they went to Korea. "Underneath, there were paintings. Dark. Bloody. Full of misery." They creased their brows out of confusion. Era arched her brow at Yuri. "And you are saying this because?" Yuri shrugged her shoulders. "Just remembered seeing a painting of a man in a pool of blood with a hole in his chest. Also a caged girl with a stitched mouth."

Dyson cleared his throat and gave a cough before saying, "It's not what you think. Yuria is a natural-born fighter who's obsessed with fighting. She loves to duel with other powerhouses. When she heard that the Three Army Coalition was here for Chase Collins, she started seeing him as her greatest opponent. "That's why she has taken the initiative to challenge him to a duel. "Don't take this the wrong way." "Oh, I see!" Lynn suddenly smiled seductively. She seemed to have picked up on how Yuria was holding herself. "I thought they looked like the perfect couple. Chase Collins is a handsome man, while Yuria Morgan is a beautiful woman. Moreover, they're both powerful fighters."

Maybe Yuri grew soft because J City people are not as stubborn as Russians, they are just normal people who want to live their lives in peace, and he took advantage of that and instilled fear in them to get them to do what he wants. I don’t know when I fell asleep, but I woke up feeling like I was being watched, I know I sent DJ and Krystal away. There is one person who could be in here Yuri, or his men. I turned and put a hand under my pillow gripping my gun in my hand then quickly turn then pointed my gun. “Woah! It’s only me.” damn Yuri, I think I need my place now, him coming into my penthouse like this just because he owns the hotel does not sit well with me.

He exerted immense effort to reach this point. Unsure of Gena’s desires, he suspected her confusion and rebellion. Her mindset mirrored that of a child seeking undefined fun, oblivious to its nature or consequences. Yuri found it challenging to enjoy her presence, but he derived pleasure from pushing her to the point of fear. He loved hearing her pain, but to hear her beg for more, as if he gave her the greatest pleasure. Yuri remained uncertain whether it aroused him or repulsed him, the most intense reaction he had ever experienced.

“You can’t use your gun now, and you stand no chance against me.” “You underestimate me, Ren,” muttered Yuri before something silver slipped out from the holster on her arm which was hidden by the sleeve of her jacket. Ren froze as Yuri slashed at the wires of his Elvigar with the dagger hidden within her sleeve, hereby releasing her gun from his hold, and she then pointed the gun at Ren who scowled, and made a motion to entrap Yuri’s limbs next.