Novels by Favy Beeee

KatyRob's question sent a burst of nerves and excitement through me as I lay on the bed, a portion of it damp from my release.I swallowed hard and spoke with a shaky voice, “What… what are you gonna do?”Rob chuckled and climbed onto the bed, grabbing my wrists. “Just making sure you stay put."He pulled my arms above my head and looped the cuffs around my wrists, securing them to the bed frame with a soft click. The metal was cold against my skin and I tugged lightly, testing the strength. I was locked in place, completely at their mercy.“You okay?” Jack asked with a soft voice now, brushing my cheek lightly with his fingers. “We stop if you say so.”I nodded, breathing hard. “I’m okay, I want this.”Rob grinned, positioning himself between my legs. “That’s what I like to hear.”He spread my thighs wider, his cock still slick and nudging against my entrance. “I want to fuck the shit out of you, Katy.”“Yesss,” I whispered, my body tense with anticipation as he leaned over me, his

KatyI dangled over his shoulder, my breasts pressed against his back and my body still feeling the effects of what transpired at the table.Rob followed close behind us, his eyes dark and a wicked grin on his face. Jack opened the door to the bedroom and stepped in, tossing me gently onto the bed.The bedroom was dimly lit and I looked up at them, my heart beating so loud I thought they could hear it. Jack and Rob stood at the edge of the bed, their cocks hard and ready and their eyes locked on me like predators.Jack's voice was firm with a wicked grin spreading on his face. “Crawl to us on all fours. Come suck us off.”I hesitated, my shyness flickering for a moment but I quickly shut it down. I got on my hands and knees and crawled toward the edge of the bed, my breasts swaying as I moved. I stopped in front of them, their cocks at the same level with my mouth and looked up, my lashes fluttering.“Go on,” Rob urged, his voice thick with need. “Start with me.”I leaned forward and

KatyJack’s question sent a nervous thrill through me and I froze, holding my breath.“W-what, no,” I stuttered, my voice shaking as I stared at Rob infront of me who watched me with a slow and hungry smile. “Never.”Jack chuckled darkly, digging his fingers into my hips. “Well, there’s a first for everything, isn’t there?”He leaned back, stepping to the side of the bed, and I heard the faint rustle in the drawer as he grabbed something from the side table. “Stay right there.”Rob tightened his grip on my hips, keeping me steady as I straddled him, his cock still pulsing inside me. His tone was soft and endearing. “Hey, you okay with this? We can stop anytime, just say the word.”My heart pounded but I nodded, my voice barely above a whisper. “Yeah I'm fine, I want to try."The idea scared me, but their desire, how they looked at me like I was theirs, made me want to keep going and experience all the possibilities.Jack returned with a small bottle of lube in his hand. “Gonna take it

“You want me to fuck you Katy?”Rob asked bluntly, his tone a blend of need and subtle arrogance. He gripped my arms and pulled me closer into him. His cock was still hard, poking at me below and his eyes burned with a hunger that made my stomach flip.“Yeah,” I whispered, my voice hoarse and barely audible. “I do.”Rob grinned, settling down on the couch. “Not so fast, baby. Suck me off first. I want that pretty mouth again.”I swallowed hard, my heart racing as I sank back to my knees right between his parted legs. Rob pulled me in closer, his cock brushing my lips. “Open up, give me all you got.”I did, wrapping my lips around him and tasting the salty mix of his precum and my own saliva from before. He groaned, his hand gathering my hair roughly this time to avoid any interruptions as I took him deeper, swirling along his shaft. He was thick, stretching my mouth, and I gagged slightly as he pushed in further, hitting the back of my throat.“Fuck, yeah,” Rob said, thrusting gently.

Katy"Do you want that?"Jack’s words hit me like a spark to gasoline. His voice was raw, his eyes blazing with need, and my body responded before my brain could catch up.“Jack,” I whispered, my voice unsure but heavy with want. “I…”He didn’t let me finish. With a swift move, Jack grabbed my arm and pulled me up, spinning me toward the couch.“Bend over, now.” His tone left no room for hesitation.My heart pounded as I stumbled forward, falling on the couch. Jack was right behind me and he yanked my panties down completely, leaving them in a heap on the floor. I was bent over against the leather, my ass in the air, my body trembling with anticipation and nerves.“You want me to stop?” Jack asked calmly, his hands resting on my hips. “Say the word, Katy.”I shook my head, bewitched. “No. I want it. Please.”Jack groaned, a sound that sent shivers down my spine. “Fuck, you’re gonna kill me.”He gripped my hips hard, and without warning, he thrust inside me hard and deep, filling me co

KatyI stared at Rob's length for a moment, the heat flooding my body. I’d never done anything like this before. Two men, strangers, looking at me like I was their next meal.My panties clung to my skin, damp from Jack’s actions and my breasts, now bare, felt even heavier under their gazes. I was exposed, vulnerable, and yet the way they wanted me made me feel powerful in a way I hadn’t expected.“Katy,” Rob began again, his voice desperate. His hand tightened in my hair, not pulling but urging me closer. “Show me what that pretty mouth can do.”I licked my lips nervously. Leaning forward, I wrapped my fingers around his cock, finally feeling it with no restrictions. He groaned as I took him into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the tip.“Fuck, yes,” Rob hissed, his hips twitching as I sucked deeper, my lips stretching around him. “Just like that.”Jack’s hands slid up my back, tracing my spine with the tip of his fingers before settling on my shoulders. His voice was thick with lu

Isadora“So unbelievable,” I muttered to myself as I walked into the estate’s private bar.The place was quiet and empty. Just what I needed.I reached behind the counter and pulled down the first bottle I could see. Vodka. I grabbed a glass and poured a way more than a reasonable amount, then downed it like water.My throat burned. Good. I refilled. Again, and again.I rested my head against the cool marble of the counter, eyes closed, my head spinning slightly.I should’ve known. I should’ve seen it. And Viktor.Damn Viktor.“Putting things in my head,” I whispered again.I didn’t even hear the door swing open.“Isa?”I turned. Slowly.Talk about the devil. Viktor stood in the doorway. “I figured I’d find you here.”“You followed me?”“Not exactly. Heard the voices earlier. And then the slam.”“You heard us arguing?”He stepped closer. “The whole damn house nearly heard it.”I exhaled and turned back to the counter.“You okay?”I laughed bitterly. “Do I look okay?”He came closer an

Isadora“She said I what?”“You heard me,” I snapped. “She said you invited her.”He looked stunned. “I didn’t.”I folded my arms. “You’re gonna stand there and lie to my face?”“I’m not lying.”“She said it like it was nothing.”He stepped forward. “I swear to you, I didn’t invite her.”I scoffed. “You think I’m an idiot?”“No. Isa, come on.”I moved around him, pacing. “So let me get this straight— you didn’t invite her, and yet I overheard both of you in the hallway? That was your voice, Ivan. And hers. Talking.”His jaw flexed. “Okay. Yes. I spoke to her. She showed up and pulled me aside. I was caught off guard.”“Then why the hell did you lie when I asked who you were talking to? Why act like I was imagining things?”“Because I knew exactly how this would go!”“You mean I’d be pissed? Yeah, imagine that. Imagine being mad that the man I’m with is whispering in corners with a woman he used to fuck at my goddamn birthday.”“Isa—”“No, don’t ‘Isa’ me right now.”“I was trying to pr

Isadora“I swear, it was her,” I said, sliding into the booth beside Mariana. “Same woman from the salon.”Mariana turned to face me, brow raised. “The one that gave you that weird vibe and compliment?"I nodded. “Now it all clicks.”“What happened?”“She walked straight up to our table like she belonged there. Introduced herself as Elina Petrov.”Mariana blinked. “Petrov? That name sounds familiar.”I ignored that and kept going. “She acted all calm, like she was in charge. Said it was a shame how my birthday ended, insinuating that she was there."Mariana’s head tilted. “Wait. She was at the party?”I nodded slowly. “Yes she was, and I'm realising she was the voice I heard speaking with him at the bathroom. And guess what?"“What?”“She said Ivan invited her.”Mariana’s jaw went slack. “What?”I nodded again, trying to keep my voice steady. “I asked her who brought her. She smiled and said Ivan did. Like it was nothing.”“No way.”“That’s not even the worst part.”Mariana’s brows sh

I didn’t take my eyes off her. The woman, same black hair, same unsettling calm, walking toward me confidently. Poised.“Isadora,” she said smoothly. “We meet again.”I blinked. “You were at the salon.”“Among other places,” she replied, smile faint. She turned to Viktor. “Viktor.”“You are?” he asked politely, nodding."Elina."He paused for a moment, then cocked an eyebrow. "Petrov, the Elina Petrov?"“I suppose so,” she smirked, her eyes flicking back to me.“You two know each other?” I asked carefully.“Not personally,” Viktor replied. “She’s… been around.”“A pleasure,” she said, offering her hand.I shook it briefly, not missing the cold undertone in her voice. “Likewise.”“I’ll give you two a moment,” Viktor said, already backing away. Elina slid into the booth across from me, where Viktor had been.“You’re very pretty,” she said.I tilted my head. “What is this? A game?”“No games,” she said smoothly. “I just figured it was time we officially met and had a talk. Woman to woman

"You good?” Mariana asked again.I didn’t answer. She stared at the screen a second longer. “Do you wanna get out of here? Just clear your head?”“Where?”“Club. It’s not very busy tonight, I confirmed.”I didn’t respond right away, hesitating as thoughts of the image and the mysterious woman lingered.“Come on,” she said gently. “It’ll help.”I looked at the photo one more time, then locked my phone.“Yeah. Fine.”The music played low, more for ambiance than anything else. The club was half-lit, the bar glowing a soft blue, tables empty except for us and a few other people. We slid into a booth near the corner. Mariana ordered something non-alcoholic. But I hadn't touched my drink yet.“You sure you wanna sit here and drool?” she asked, sipping hers.I nodded, eyes on the glass in front of me.“Do you want me to stay?” she asked after a few seconds.I glanced at her. “It’s fine. I know you've got work to do."She hesitated. “Okay… just holler if you change your mind.”I gave a tiny n

A knock landed on the door. I didn’t move.“Isadora?” It was Mariana.I didn’t say anything.“Can I come in?”I sighed, still sitting on the edge of the bed. “Door’s open.”She walked in slowly, glancing around like she wasn’t sure if she belonged. Her hands were tucked nervously into the pockets of her jacket.“I heard about what happened downstairs,” she said gently.“Of course you did. Probably everyone in the house did.”She closed the door behind her and stepped in further. “I just wanted to check on you. You okay?”I let out a short, humorless laugh. “Define okay.”Mariana gave a small smile and walked over. “Can I sit?”I nodded, and she dropped onto the floor in front of me, legs crossed like a kid.“I saw Ivan in the hall. He didn’t say much.”“Yeah,” I muttered. “He never does.”“You wanna talk about it?”I stayed silent for a few seconds. Then it all just… spilled out. “I’m just tired,” I said. “So damn tired.”Mariana looked up at me. “Of what?”“Of everything. The chaos.