Yuri Mature の小説・ストーリー

I reach for his left hand and sway it side by side by looking at him with such expression. I'm too embarrassed to act this way that I swallowed my pride and dignity as a woman only to make him agree to what I want. I'm turning 19 and yet... I shake my head and just focus on making him say yes. "Is that more important than your safety, Zayi?" He asks seriously that I become silent.

"And is Yuri a vampire as well?" Colin stepped toward her, moving his hands to her chin, and looked in her eyes. "There are Weres and yes some are wolves, some are big cats, bears, and even a dragon still exists. There are Druids and fae as well. And Yuri is my child. I created him 2729 years ago. He has been leapfrogging through time with me." Aria nodded. "Okay, I cannot wait to explore the real world with you. As I told you earlier, there is nothing you can not tell me. I love everything about you. Even your child, though, is still on my naughty list."

Tamayo took a slight step back as well, widening his eyes at Yuri’s inner energy strength. In terms of level, Yuri was only a beginner at the energy stage. Back then, he had been called a prodigy and had hoped to turn into a master-level practitioner at the age of 30. Big names in Metrocity had paid attention to him as well. It seemed that the rumor was true. That was why Aquilo had broken his tendons! With that thought in mind, Tamayo’s eyes turned menacing. He was going to break Yuri’s tendons again today and make sure there was no possibility of him recovering.

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.

When she knows with certainty that I will take a step further if she is ready. I asked excitedly, "Are you sure, kitten?" She smiled and said, "If it makes you happy." I retorted to her, "But I want both of us to be happy if we take any step further." If she is not ready, how can she think I won't go any further if she isn't ready? She needs to know that we are working together. She is a virgin, and only eighteen. I need to take it slow for her. She is my mate. I am so proud to actually call someone my mate. My genuine mate. My adorable little kitten.

I'm answered when his warm mouth takes the place of his fingers, sucking vigorously, nibbling, and then showcasing his tongue as if savoring its taste in the same way he did with the vodka. When he is satisfied, he pulls his lips away, leaving me on the brink of a second orgasm. He holds my neck firmly, fixing our gazes on one another. "I highly doubt you're a virgin." "Bothered?" I ask, breathless. "Not at all," he replies with a sidelong smile. "The hunt always excites me." His gaze is outrageously cruel, yet I can’t focus, feeling the warm flesh against my ass. Without even noticing, Yuri unzips his pants, and now his hard member is pressed against my ass.

Even more odd was its effect on his body, but it was something Yuri was doing his best to ignore. 'God.Damn.It'. Normally, Yuri didn't swear as much as his friends did, but recent days had proved he also had the same capabilities, given the right provocation. Inside the bathroom, he heard Kathy call out. " Yuri? Do I wear my pajamas or my night gown? " - Kathy, asked. 'GOD.DAMN.IT'. Clearing his throat. " Pajamas. " - Yuri, said. In a rare display of frustation, Yuri began to pace. He had to remember that where Kathy was concerned, anything sexual in nature could be too soon. And for all he knew, the right time might never come.

Her curly hair danced in the cold breeze as they reached a mysterious clearing. "Who are you?" Stuart queried, touching her shoulder. She turned her body towards him. In the velvety embrace of darkness, she emerged, a captivating enigma draped in shadows. Moonlight traced the contours of her mystery, casting a soft glow on elusive features. Ebony tendrils frame a face veiled in an air of intrigue, eyes gleaming like distant stars, windows to an enigmatic universe. Her silhouette danced with the unknown, a symphony of secrets whispered by the night. A delicate whisper of mystery enveloped her, a chiaroscuro masterpiece painted with whispers of the unseen. In the dark, she was an ethereal tape

Sebastian pushes her away from me and points to the oldest looking male and female present in this room, “That’s my mom and dad.” I wave at them and they send me genuine smiles, “Nice to meet you.” “And those are my brothers, Josh and Junior.” J and J. The males in question waves at me. The latter looks like he is about seven while the first is apparently, almost Sebastian’s age. Junior is more focused on his video game while Josh walks to me with a creepy smirk in place. He takes a hold of my hand and places a light kiss on it. Sebastian glares at him and snatches my hand away with a deep growl.

Not that she wasn't having sex with Kim, she was but then the way he sounded made it seem as if she was throwing herself at Beta Kim. She wasn't and so she said. "When you put it that way, it makes it seem as though I am whoring myself to him, I am not, we are in a relationship" "Well I wasn't asking" Liam finally settled down. He hates it when women talk back at him, this was the reason he chose Cameron as his mate, she was weak and would never talk back at him unlike Lisa. Now he was doubting if she would last long with Kim even though she was his mate.