We've updated our Content Guidelines.
Review the latest guidelines to keep sharing stories safely.
Imogen Grey

Imogen Grey

  • WpView
    Reads 290
  • WpVote
    Votes 19
  • WpPart
    Parts 10
WpMetadataReadOngoing50m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, May 22, 2017
WpInfo
Fiction
Romance
I couldn't stop myself from pulling her close to me and kissing her lips. At first, it was a delicate butterfly of a kiss, so faint, like a whisper. But, oh, it grew so much more. Kissing her hungrily, my hands roamed all over her body. I wanted to kiss her lips, trace the curves, the lines and twists they hid. I wanted to caress her body, cover with me hands every inch of her skin, from head to toes, run my fingertips over her, and hear the melody of her laughter, and the symphony of her moans. "More," I growled silently still kissing her bottom lip. "Give me more." I kept kissing her, over and over again, each time harder than the last. The more love I give her, the more I have bursting inside me.
All Rights Reserved
#383
possesive
WpChevronRight
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • Little Red's Riding
  • Unintentional
  • My crush on the Cheerleader (gxg)
  • Two Worlds Collide
  • Homophobic || GxG (New version)
  • Allure
  • Bloodlust Awakening
  • Let's be Together
  • The Chief's Daughter (18+) [GxG]
  • Becoming "Forever Yours"

"Why, Alpha?" he had sat down right next to her when he arrived, and now she leaned closer to him so that their lips were only inches apart. He could smell the sweet scent of strawberries and cream that drove him out of his mind whenever she was near. "Why can't someone else have me. To marry. To fuck. To have a dozen babies with. If you've decided you don't want me. Why does it matter what happens to me?" She bit her lower lip slightly as she stared into his eyes. Silas was about to say something, he really believed that he was, but instead he brought his mouth crashing down against her plump, willing red lips, his tongue desperately seeking entrance to her mouth, while one hand tangled in her thick, dark hair and the other gripped her waist tightly. Giving Dahlia up, even for some imagined good, was entirely hopeless. He had spent a week pretending like he didn't need her and now that the illusion was gone and he knew he couldn't wait another moment to have her. "Dahlia, I want to fuck you right here. I need to feel every inch of you and I can't wait another moment." The warm hum of his skin against hers, which felt like pure electricity on his end, was heightened ten fold as they both gave in entirely to the bond. She lay back on her cloak, her legs parting, as she pulled him down on top of her, still fully clothed. She could feel his huge cock through his breeches and she remembered how enormous and thick it had been when she'd caught a glimpse of it before he had shifted into his wolf that night. Just the thought of him pushing his way inside her tight, virgin pussy made her throb with desire. ------ ⚠️THIS STORY HAS EXPLICIT SCENES AND MATURE CONTENT. IT IS NOT ADVISED FOR THOSE YOUNGER THAN 18⚠️

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines