As Long As You're Mine Wicked Novels & Stories

But more importantly, I saw an orgy well on the way the moment we stepped into the castle of serenity and with the most unlikely of players. Theodrin had her hands full with Marita who seemed lost in pleasure as she bounced on Theodrin's plastic cock. Verin had Dyelin, the Mistress of Spy between her legs, munching on her nectar. Kira and Suain, both Alpha Xavier's girls, were in a sixty-nine, and each seemed lost in pleasure. I never knew that Kira was into females, she had suggested giving me a head the last time, maybe I should let her.

"I am going to see my future husband, of course." "Did you forget that you are grounded? It means that you are forbidden to leave the premises until I say so." "But, father, it is my time to show Gavin that I can take care of him. Besides, I am too old already to be grounded–" "Sit your ass down! Are you not ashamed to show yourself to the public after being labeled a mistress in that damn video? For you to know, that has stained our reputation! I would be much happier if only you knew how to clean up your mess but you cannot so you better listen to me."

“You’re officially mine.” It hit me like a punch. I looked at her, my voice barely a whisper: “You… you’re insane.” She smiled. A dangerous, beautiful and terrifying smile. “And you love it,” she said. I was trapped completely. “You’re officially mine,” Eve whispered again, just to make sure I understood.

Before I knew it, Dante's lips crashed against mine, my breath caught, and I felt his tongue slip through my teeth, sucking, and the pleasure of it drew me in until my lips tingled. Oh God, this feels so hot! Until he yanked the wig off my head. I gasped, pulling away from his mouth, as he removed my mask and smirked at me. “Well, if it isn't Monroe's baby sister.”

“You on the stairs, your leg up, your panties white. I came on that photo. Now you take the real thing in the same hole.” I pulled out, flipped her and the cuffs held, I just turned her on her side, pulled her top leg up, and sank back in from behind, my chest to her back, the clamps were gone but her nipples we’re raw. Wax cracked on her skin as I rocked. “Mine,” I muttered, biting her shoulder, not hard enough to bleed but enough to mark. “Every locked drawer. Every 3am. Every drop.” I felt her pussy flutter close. Too close. Damian’s rule ticked, but I was sunk in her, but I was not done.

We lay tangled, breathless, our hearts hammering from the intense pleasure. Vicky traced my jaw with a shaky finger. “You’re mine now,” she whispered. “Completely.” I smiled against her lips. “Always was.”

I was horrified and speechless as I sat up on the bed. “Hello, babe, surprised to see me?” he asked as he came to sit beside me on the bed and I shifted away. “What do you think, babe? You thought I was just going to go to jail and let you be forever, right?” he mocked, fondling my hair and I started crying. “You don’t have to cry, I’m not going to hurt you. I will just make you mine, okay?” “I don’t want to be yours,” I sprang up from the bed. “I love only Sidd.”

I coughed violently, clutching my chest, glaring at him between wheezes. He leaned forward, clearly amused. “Careful. You’ll hurt yourself.” Oh, don’t you dare laugh at me, Mr. Rich and Delusional. I managed to croak, “You… you’ve fallen for me already, haven’t you?” My voice was dripping with sarcasm. “Wow. That was fast. Two weeks in and you’re ready to sign your soul away. I must really have some kind of magical powers I don’t know about.” His eyebrow arched, and that smirk of his deepened. But instead of denying it or admitting it, he said something worse. Something that made my stomach drop.

I whisper, biting my lower lip as his heavy heat presses down against my stomach. Vickon’s dark gaze locks onto mine, his thumb roughly tracing the outline of my bottom lip until it slips into my mouth. "You do not like other wolves catching your scent, do you?" "You are my mate!" I snap, wrapping my legs around his waist, pulling his throbbing, heavy cock tight against my damp core through our robes. "No other female gets to offer her heat to your beast!" A dark, rumbling laugh vibrates through Vickon’s chest, his mouth dropping down to bite sharply into the sensitive curve of my neck, making me gasp with pleasure.

I grab the towel from the lounger and wipe myself. “Why does she affect me this way?” Caleb, control yourself, she’s only your employee. I had been with many beautiful women. More than enough. In different places, in different cities, even in rooms that all looked exactly the same no matter how pricey they were. Women who knew how to look at me. I laid on the lounger, my arm under my head, one leg crossed, looking up at the sky. Yay! Yes, I do admit that I like species under skirts, and if she were not my worker, I would have stripped her off all her clothes and given her a rough time in the pool. “Damn! Caleb, Damn!”