50 Shades Of Grey Trilogy Novels & Stories

The sun had shifted lower in the sky, casting a golden glow over the yacht’s deck as the three women continued their slow, relentless teasing. My body glistened with a light sheen of sweat, every muscle tense from the hours of careful edging they had subjected me to. My cock throbbed painfully hard, the head flushed dark and leaking steadily onto my stomach. Victoria, Elena, and Lila moved around me with confident grace, their own bodies flushed and aroused from the way they had pleasured each other in front of me.

I turned to look at the direction she was pointing at and saw Elena dressed in a dark blue dress exactly the color of Kessler's suit. That was the color I wanted to pick out this morning before he told me to change to an ash color. Was it because of Elena he asked me to change to another color? I thought. "Wait! Is it that Alpha Kessler is mated to two women?" Luna Lydia asked. I held back the tears forming in my eyes as I turned to the ladies. "That would be all for now, ladies; I will see you all later," I said, faking a smile. After they were gone, I turned back and started walking towards the stairs. I hadn't climbed the third step when I felt something enter into my already teary eyes.

I sobbed. "Esha I don't think it is him. You can ask him directly. Maybe you misunderstood." Dua tried convincing me. "You better stop it Dua. Shakshi Tanwar has grey eyes. She freaking had grey eyes. And Aadhvik even he have the same grey eyes." I said. "Don't be dumb Esha, there are many people with the same grey eyes. Don't be so stupid." Dua yells. I found his potrait hung on the wall. Looking at his face itself made me feel disgusted. I got up and threw that potrait down.

Shrewsbury The Third Twin: A Dark Psychological Thriller by Darren Speegle Aletheia: A Supernatural Thriller by J.S. Breukelaar Where the Dead Go to Die by Mark Allan Gunnells and Aaron Dries Sarah Killian: Serial Killer (For Hire!) by Mark Sheldon The Final Cut by Jasper Bark Blackwater Val by William Gorman Pretty Little Dead Girls: A Novel of Murder and Whimsy by Mercedes M. Yardley Nameless: The Darkness Comes by Mercedes M. Yardley

Thankfully, I could think on my feet… or not, as the case might be. “I’ve watched Fifty Shades of Grey. It looks like fun. I’ve imagined myself in Anastasia’s place and I’m taking the next step. Whilst I may not know exactly what turns me on, my body’s booked two hours for you to experiment upon it. I’m sure you’ll figure something out, being as you’re the best there is.” I arched an eyebrow at him. He cracked the other claw of his lobster open, towards me, and juice splattered upon my face. Blinking furiously, my hands turned into two tight fists itching to wrap themselves around his neck, knowing he’d done it on purpose.

“Um, you wouldn’t happen to be trying to fulfill my every wish and command so that after I give birth I stay here instead of working at either WrenWorks or Windsor Ascension, would you?” He looked at me innocently. “Oh of course not, Scarlett. I would never do such a thing...unless it’s working.” I smiled. “It might be.” -- I am calm. I am serene. I am one with the universe. I am- Glass broke loudly. “Grayson what the fuck?!” “Oh will you shut up already, Windsor?!” “Get that out of here, I’m so fucking serious!” Lee shouted. “I’m trying, you could help instead of fucking yelling at me!” Grayson shot back.