Novel & Cerita Zade And Yuri

Zade took me to the hotel that he had booked and without even waiting for the door to finally close, his lips were already on mine as his hands found the back of my dress, making to zip it down and pull it off of me. His hands were all over me and we finally made our way to the bed, our clothes discarded on the floor. It had been so long since we had sex so we let out all our pent up frustration and lust. When we finally orgasmed at the same time, we laid down on the bed exhausted from it all. “I love you,” he said as he gave me a kiss. “I love you too.” We were about to sleep. But then Zadyre’s phone rang, piercing through the quiet. He groaned, reaching over to grab it off the nightstand

I kept my gaze fixed on her as she exchanged pleasantries with others, smiling as friendly as I would never do. “Yoo!Adele's so unbelievable. Yuri had muttered into my ears and I turned to look at him, shooting a warning stare his way. He closed his mouth the moment his eyes met with mine and he then slowly moved backwards. He knew exactly what those eyes meant, don't you fucking dare call her name. He was trying so hard to get back into my good book.

Gabe adds. “First off there are seven of the girls. Three you have already met. Kylynn, Tianya, and Everly. Then there is my sister Vienna, Alayna, Jenna and Zya. Zya is married to Drew and her, Alayna, and Jenna are Kylynn and Tianya’s back up dancers. Drew is the other guitarist for the girls while Vienna is their drummer. Vienna, Zya, Gabe, and I are related to those two.” Dalton says. That surprised me. I can see their family resemblance with Dalton and Gabe, but Vienna and they look nothing alike. I haven’t seen Zya. I don’t know if she looks like them or not.

𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 " " Dude you've been starring OLd fossil like you wanted to devour him, if Looks could kill, Zeph is already dead " Zadie's chuckling. "𝘐𝘮 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘗𝘢𝘺𝘯𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳

“Is this another prank? Is your girlfriend going to pop out of the shadows recording us?” Zade’s sardonic laugh is enough to tell me no. “livie’s games are cute. If I started my games with you, you wouldn't survive.” “why? Why are you doing this?” “Because I want to get to know you better,” his smile sends warning signals to my brain. “see, I got mated to you, the universe’s way of a dirty joke. I mean you are mine to do whatever I want to. You are a girl that I want to see shine. Burn and burst into billions of sparkles, light up the whole sky.”

London’s orgasm was beginning to peak as the faint sound of an unanswered phone rang just outside the door. “Ride my pussy, London, faster!” Zane said, grabbing a handful of London’s ass, humping her as hard as she could while she squeezed. Both women trembled as they climaxed. The heat from the friction between their legs nearly burning a hole through their panties.

He had the cutest dimples that would one day get him in trouble because nobody could say no to them. Apollo and Vienna had two. Zade, who was named in tribute to Uncle Kade, and Gianna. Both of the pups had curly brown hair like their mother and warm caramel eyes. Zade was definitely Beta material, so I had absolutely no doubt that he would be exactly what our boys needed. “Boo,” Nailah said appearing out of nowhere and startling the shit out of me. “You’re going to give me a heart attack one day,” I said with a mock glare.

Pain and pleasure twisted together, my pussy fluttering around the thick invasion. And then—I felt it. Another heat pressing from behind. Zade. He climbed into the bed, his massive body curling along my back. His cock dragged across my ass, rubbing hard, smearing precum over my skin before grinding against my other hole. “Don’t think I’m leaving you for Zeke alone,” he growled into my ear, his voice dark and dangerous. “You’re ours. Both holes… stretched wide for your northern alphas.” Zeke didn’t give me time to adjust. He was already pounding into my cunt, hard and unrelenting, his cock stretching me wider with every brutal thrust.

Freckles slung her bag over her shoulder and started walking toward the dorms, but she paused when she saw Zade. He was leaning against the fence, talking to a couple of the cheerleaders—blonde, perky types who were giggling at whatever he was saying. "Hey, ladies," Zade said, flashing that grin of his. "You killed it out there. Those flips were impressive." One of them, Sarah, twirled her hair. "Thanks, Zade. Are you watching our next game?" "Wouldn't miss it," he replied, winking. "You make it worth showing up."

They all turned to the direction of the voice, it was Zade's. He walked toward her with measured confidence, dressed impeccably, a faint smile playing on his lips. He took her in with a glance that lingered just long enough to be unsettling. "My fiancée." he said, and leaned in to press a brief kiss to her cheek. Ryan looked away. Not noticeably but just enough. Zade’s gaze flicked to him. Ryan met it. A subtle nod passed between them as an acknowledgment, nothing more. Zade turned back to Sylvie and extended his hand. "Come. I want to show you something."