Chapter: “I’ll have you for all three meals of the day, babochka,”
Caitlyn’s POV Vlad keeps his hands on my waist, essentially pulling my hips smack to his pelvis. I grind my hips down to him, rubbing my cunt against his hard dick that is threatening to tear through the flimsy material of his slacks wanting—needing to feel the friction. My warm mouth finds the hard planes of his shoulder blades sinking my teeth on them before soothing the ache with a suck on the now softened spot. My little escapade is cut short when his index finger finds my chin lifting my mouth before he darks down to kiss me—more like he sucks the breath out of me. He leaves my mouth and works down on my chest to the pretty little nipples circling them with his tongue which pulls a whimper from my lips knocking every rationality from me. If you asked my name at this moment I couldn’t remember. This earns me a throaty groan from the ever keeled man who just walked dressed to the nines in a fitted suit not so long ago. To be honest, I like everything that comes out
Last Updated: 2025-11-06
Chapter: How impatientCaitlyn’s POV Anxiety Yes fucking anxiety And that fucking inevitable I was referring to earlier is now pricking under my skin—no it's buzzing with alarm. “More?” I ask“Mmh,” he nods, his eyes flitting over my body, a mischievous grin splattering over his plump lips. “You look nice tonight by the way,” he leans back against the door frame wrinkling his so expensive suit while he casually crosses his left leg over his right, shoving his hands into his pants pockets. God he looks so delectable, I can jump him this momentNo. No, no, no. We can’t go there.We are sore, remember? “You're limping a bit babochka,” his sly smile spreads across his face, “Did you hurt yourself or something?”So thoughtful but then this is just a sweet facade he is parading. I know this asshole all too well to know he is pretending. “You gonna lick it? Huh,” I blurt out before I can stop myself. And as if that's the signal he was waiting to wake the beast inside him he shuffles on his heels, his eyes
Last Updated: 2025-10-28
Chapter: Honey, I'm home!Caitlyn Clarke's pov PainExcruciating pain Sharp pain throbs through my body with every shift I make. I can feel him raw and alive, like I've been caught on a loop of him slamming through me, shattering my body into a million uncollectable shards that are laced with every part of him. My strained muscles crack as I force my upper body to lean on the headboard.“What the hell happened to me,” I wince rolling over to lie on my side. My ass hurts like shit. A groan slips out of me as I reach out behind to feel my bruised ass. “Ouch-” I softly run my finger pads over my ass cheeks. “What's that?" My skin is so tender and is that a-band aid?”This only means one thing-he used a belt on my ass. Lifting my hands I push the covers off my body and look over the nightstand to see a note. Picking it up I expect it to be a blunt order but instead it's a note from my husband notifying me that he is gone for some time. Next to it are some painkillers and a glass of water. I pop the tablets
Last Updated: 2025-10-22
Chapter: You fucking hurt me, moronVladislav Mikhailov’s pov Spluttering Choking Gagging Blood More bloodCrimson red blood that soaks into my white dress shirt and I watch it soak in forming a puddle. “Where did all that bravado you had go?” I snicker after he retches but I hold the bloodied piece of meat from earlier firmly on his throat. “B-Benny h-he was acting all suspicious,” he gasps for air once he splutters the bloodied piece of skin I had forced down his mouth a moment ago. “Acting suspicious?” A smirk spreads over my lips, but I’m a little disappointed to see him crack so fast. “Y-yes,” he coughs, “I s-saw him meet with a guy a few times,” his body thrushes, dangling in circular motions from the ceiling. “A guy? Which guy?” I raise an eyebrow picking up my dagger from earlier and moving to sink it into his chest. “That's something right? Can you spare me?” he begs his bloodshot eyes welling with tears. Poor guy is already making me feel sentimental. But then when was I ever merciful with my toys?
Last Updated: 2025-10-06
Chapter: Skin them alive Vladislav Mikhailov’s pov “Boss, I swear Ash and I only did what Benny told us to do. We don't know…,” the shorter guy tried to plead their case. How ironic he was ready to talk for his friend Ash which is also ironic the guy had ash white hair with some hues of black making it look like he had walked through fire. “Perfect, then this will be a nice little chat and before you know it you will be walking through your picket fence homes to tuck in your kids in bed,” Lucas says but sarcasm laces every one of his syllables. “Boss, please spare us…I-we have given our all to this brotherhood and have never betrayed you” The shorter one speaks up his hands crumbled together as if he were in some reconciliation room. “Well, I would rather be in bed cuddled up with my wife but I’m not. Instead am here trying to see which one of you cracks,” I say calmly, trying to contain my inner self from going wild. “Y-you h-have a w-wife,” he grins-whats wrong with the short guys anyway? “I also-no
Last Updated: 2025-09-20
Chapter: Fucking hush puppies!Vladislav Mikhailov’s pov I lift my body on my shaky legs that feel like fucking Jell-O, staring down at her body sprawled over the bed. Cum decorates her inner thighs while her eyes are closed, her breathing light. You can think she is out cold except for the faint rising and falling of her chest that gives her away. “You made another mess.” I click my tongue and breathe out a sigh as I force myself not to go down on her and lick her clean with my tongue. “For now a warm sponge will have to do,” she murmurs in her sleep and I take that as consent before forcing myself to the bathroom. A thorough shower and a fresh change of clothes later, I am ready to go. I also make quick work of cleaning her body and moving her out of my office bedroom to my apartment. I leave a glass of water on the nightstand and some painkillers next to it. I know I shouldn’t have but I go to the extent of scribbling a note before making my way to the lift. ___________________ The sound of the
Last Updated: 2025-09-17
Chapter: We just got started, babyJAX CARTER’S POVChokedGagged Her screaming my name out loud yet her voice is muffled with a fucking silicon mouth gag.Her inner thighs marked with nothing but my cum dripping from her swollen pink cunt.That's how I imagined I would do to the fucking brunette when I walked through that door. I had come ready to teach her a lesson. That no one dared to talk back to fucking Jaxton Carter. Instead, the universe had other plans. I found her door slightly open but after calling her multiple she didn't answer I had thought she was probably having a shower and a thrill run up and down my spine by just imagining her shocked brown eyes the moment I burst through that door and smack her body against the wall fucking her to oblivion.My train of thought was cut short when I had walked in on her, except this time she had company-a guy twice her size was over her while two other dumb heads held her down as he tried to force himself on her and immediately my vision was red.Allegedly her dadd
Last Updated: 2025-09-19
Chapter: Get your filthy hands off her!What?” I stumble backwards my back pressing against the door. “T-there m-must be a misunderstanding-I cleared my dad’s debt a few days ago-you’ve got it all w-” “No we don’t,” their leader reaches out and grabs my forearm. “Sienna, yes your piece of shit of a dad owes us more than what you did cash in.” he leans in closer, his boozy breath fanning my face. “Please don’t make us result to violence and come with us.” “N-o, no he is here sleeping…l-lets ask him if that's true,” I blurt yanking my hand from his grip before walking towards the living room. “D-dad…dad wake up,” he grumbles,” tell these guys they all got it wrong…we don’t owe them anymore.” “Mmmh,” he shifts before slumping back to sleep. “Wake up,” the leader slaps him and my dad jolts forward, his bloodshot eyes wide. “You piece of shit! You owe us our money!” “I don’t owe you bastards shit!” my dad spits, swaying unsteadily, voice cracking. “You know I'm tired of playing this little game with you,” he bel
Last Updated: 2025-09-11
Chapter: #SoldSienna’s pov Jax Carter had some nerve! Anger simmers in my nerves as I walk towards the small gate towards my house. I unlock the small gate with more force than necessary. It wasn’t an emotion I felt often, and it ate away at my insides like acid. I didn’t know why I’d reacted so strongly to Jax's words. Even I wouldn't come up with any justification for that. I come to a standstill and force a huge gulp of air down my lungs. Lashing out always sets me on edge. Even when I wasn't in the wrong, I always felt like I would snap the moment one poked my peace. “Well let me remind you, we got into this together. So if the shoe fits, wear it Cinderella" The memory of my harsh words wipe clean any calming effect my breathing had managed to soothe into my ticking bomb of a body. I had retorted in the heat of the moment. But as illogic was the deal, I had knowingly gotten myself involved with him. What if he went back on his word and asked for the money back? What if he ca
Last Updated: 2025-09-11
Chapter: Things just heat up!SIENNA BLAKE’S POV Switching off the audience’s voice, I get on my tiptoes and seal my mouth to his, then suck on his bottom lip before releasing it, but I don't push back, “You were amazing tonight. So here is your after-game kiss,” I mumble close to his lips that if I puckered them, I would be kissing him. His bright blue eyes glisten before his lips pull in a slight smile, “Then I am gonna need more than this,” he growls before attacking my lips in a full-blown kiss. “Carter, get a room,” a voice howls over the crowd’s voices. A frown appears between his brows, but it quickly disappears before it appeared, “Bigfoot, let's go and hit the showers.” “I will see you outside,” he pecks my lips before he lets me go and steps away. “Outside?” I pause, confused. “Yes, outside” his glistening lips pull in a smile before he mutters, “Yesmy team and I always go to celebrate a win over some drink, so I thought you would join us.” I pause “I-uh-I ca…,”“Forget it, you're joining us.” h
Last Updated: 2025-09-07
Chapter: We gotta sell the act, remember?Sienna’s POVScarlette and I linger in my living room longer than I intend, her laughter spilling into the soft hum of background music. It feels good to catch up, to remember for a moment that I am just me and not the girl trapped in an arrangement I barely understand. I’m munching on my last cinnamon coockie when Scarlette’s phone goes off on the coffe table next to us making us turn towards it. Vaughn’s name shine brughtly in the caller's ID making my mood shift instantly. I know I shouldn't be loathing him but I cant help myself. Can I?“Hello to you too,” she excuses herself to answer and just like that the warmth of her company evaporates.“Peach, I've to leave,” she calls out walking back to the living room, “duty calls.”“N-noo, stay,” I groan slumping on my coach.“I dont have that trust fund, remember,” she jokes, “ neither do I have a rich QB salivating over me,”“Ok see yah,” she calls out and the door rattles before it slams shut.“Fuck…you…Fuck Vaughn,” I lift up my mi
Last Updated: 2025-09-05
Chapter: How did you bag a fucking QB? Sienna's pov The sharp, relentless ringing of my phone rips me out of sleep like a sledgehammer to the skull. I groan, burying my face deeper into my pillow, willing whoever it is to just go away.The ringing stops.Bless.I sigh, shifting under the covers, trying to slip back into unconsciousness—The phone starts blaring again.I swear under my breath, fumbling blindly for it on my nightstand. The screen is too bright, the letters swimming in my still-sleepy vision. I don’t even check the caller ID before answering, voice groggy and irritated.“What?”A gruff chuckle filters through the line, and my stomach sinks.“Well, good morning to you too, princess.”Shit.I sit up instantly, pressing my fingers against my temple as my father’s slurred voice fills my ear. “So,” he drawls, dragging the word out, “I have to find out from my friends—from the newspapers, the internet—that my only daughter is out here bagging a quarterback?”I close my eyes, rubbing the bridge of my nose. Here we
Last Updated: 2025-05-26
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