Basement Yard Fanfic Novels & Stories

**114** The lamplight painted long shadows across Jessy’s bedroom walls. We’d barely made it past the living room couch before clothes started coming off again—my shirt left on the hallway floor, her jeans kicked somewhere near the kitchen doorway, her panties still tangled around one ankle when I lifted her onto the bed. She landed on her back with a soft bounce, hair fanning across the pillow, eyes glittering with the kind of reckless want that had been simmering since the moment she walked into McGreevy’s earlier.

LEA'S POV I had just returned from discussing a few things with the butler. The door to the room was closed, and I threw myself onto the bed. My body bounced a little, and my eyes looked straight up at the pure white ceiling. The day had been so exhausting that I let out a long, heavy sigh. "No wonder people here call me Luna." When I thought of this, I felt so sorry for all of them. It seemed like they really thought that I would get married and become a match for their alpha, Easton. In fact, that was unlikely to happen.

I had never been a player unlike my best friend Steven, who can fuck whatever had a hole. It’s not like I was a Saint or something, I have my shares of one-nights but they’re quite rare. Work pressure must I say, but along that was my dislike with the female population. I must not say hate, but a dislike was appropriate to fit in. Reasons I try to push as much back of my mind I can. “Have you notified the Managing sector about it?” “Yes, sir. They’re almost ready, they’re waiting for your arrival.” “Okay, order a fresh set of clothes for me, I will not be going back home.”

Filling each other's needs. We were both catching our breath. I was like a wilted vegetable hanging from him while he looked up with his eyes closed. He seems to still be feeling the mundane coming out. "Sweetie..." he called me after a few minutes. I looked at him, tiredly. My mouth parted when he lowered his gaze at me. Desire was flickering in his eyes. "I'm not yet done with you..." Then he started moving again. We did it for God knows how many times. All I know was, I came from different position and places inside his room.

The Lycan Twins Abused Mate. The Lycan Queen, Anne. *** Anne's stance. "No, I can't. "Someone is out there at the door," I whispered. "You don't need to worry about yourself. This room is soundproof. No one is going to hear you moan. "So baby girl, moan out for daddy," Ethan said as his thrust got faster and more violent. He was fucking me roughly. "Ahhh!!! Oh!! Yes! "Just like that," I moan.

Unlike Lime, Basil was able to stay in a summoned state continuously, with the only restriction that it could only be summoned from floors eleven to twenty. “Our time together might be short,” Zen admitted. “But I’ll be in your care.” “Ss-kek!” Basil hissed with a toothy grin, and Zen waited for the other to log in. He couldn’t wait to introduce his new pet to them.

Ian kisses me like a man thats starved and I bite down on his lips, hard. He groans and grinds against me, already hard. I hate him. I hate myself more because I’m wet the second his tongue touches mine. “Not here,” I hiss but my hands are already clawing at his belt. “Basement,” he says. I should say no. I should march upstairs, pack my bag, and drive back to the city right now. Instead I let him tug me through the pantry, down the narrow stairs that smell old Christmas decorations. The basement is half finished when we got there, a sagging couch, Dad’s ancient weight bench, boxes of my childhood stuffed animals staring at us with plastic eyes.

Shawn says, giving him a stern look. " Yeah, scream as if Shawn is banging the heaven out of you." Elliot says loudly. Shawn slaps his butt, glaring at him as they both walk out of the room. They walk down the stairs silently before walking into the door of the basement. The basement was creepy and dark, it had been sealed completely for years and the men could feel the chilly atmosphere as they walked down the dark creaking stairs. " They are having their session in the garden." Shawn says. " It's dangerous." Elliot says.

A pathological jealousy. When he pulls away, his eyes still gleam with anger. He grabs me again and drags me down to the basement. We arrive in front of a rusty gate, which he opens effortlessly. He throws me onto the ground without gentleness. The air is damp, foul. The smell of mold makes me nauseous. The walls ooze with humidity. The floor is filthy. — You can’t leave me here! I plead, clinging to his leg. It’s disgusting! I promise I’ll behave!

He kissed her forehead and said lovingly," This is your new room, Jaan. You will live in this basement until I become assure that you are really sorry. But, don't worry. I will come here to make love with you. You know what I can't sleep without making love with you." " Please, don't leave me here. I am scared of darkness. I will do whatever you will tell me to do. But, don't leave me here," Erina begged desperately in front of Zayed and cried out more loudly. Zayed chuckled and said standing up from the bed," See you soon, Jaan." Saying that he left the basement locking its door. Erina yelled and pleaded not to leave her in the basement but Zayed didn't pay any heed to her crying.