X Frisk Romane & Geschichten

Kayson replied faintly, “These aren’t important. I want to know why you harmed Yulene.” There was a sudden wash of grievance on Xander’s expression. “Mr. Yarde, there’s no point in speaking of it. You can’t help it.” “Just be honest with me. Everything else has nothing to do with you.” Xander looked troubled, but he spoke anyway under Kayson’s stare. “It’s the Friths.” Kayson perked up and asked, “The Friths from Skyspring?” One of the major families in Skyspring, the Friths?

She needed him to actually fvck her. "Lord Xandr-" Her words were cut off when his third finger got into her, "Ahh...! Fvck..." Her fingers gripped his arms roughly, nails digging into his skin. They left tiny crescent moon marks on his skin. "Beg me, Anna. I can get you off if you are ready," He whispered against her neck, trailing hit kisses from the nape of her ear down to her chest. Water rushed down the middle of her br**sts and he ran his tongue over it, letting her feel the warmth for just a moment.

The friction through the thin silk of her dress and his suit trousers was instant and electric. Xavier let out a sharp, ragged hiss of breath, his jaw clenching so hard the muscle jumped. "I don't care," Hazel breathed out, her voice breaking. Her free hand slid up his chest, her fingers curling into the expensive fabric of his suit jacket. She humped against him again, slower this time, applying heavy, deliberate friction. "I want you. Make me forget." The last remaining thread of Xavier’s control snapped. Instantly, his hand abandoned hers and shot up to grab the back of her neck. His large fingers tangled roughly into her hair, gripping her tightly. He tilted her head sharply to the side,

I’d been home for three hours. They couldn’t just be finishing now, could they? I typed nervously: “Does your fox fae ever wake up in the middle of the night to… workout?” Two quick voice notes pinged back. “The owner said fox faes have strong desires. If they can’t satisfy those desires, they get restless at night and workout to relieve themselves. “Maybe you should try it with yours… hmm.” …She’d been kissed again. The sound alone was driving me crazy. Add that to Fennrick’s taut, sculpted back under the balcony light?