Becky Lynch Sexy Novels & Stories

SANDY’S POV. The heavy metal edge of the locker dug painfully into my shoulders as I leaned against it, my perfectly manicured nails pressing so hard into the spine of my textbook that the thick cardboard bent sharply beneath my grip. The hallway buzzed with the usual noise of students rushing between lectures, conversations overlapping loudly beneath fluorescent lights, but all of it faded into meaningless background noise compared to the scene unfolding several feet away from me. Lucas. My fiancé. The future Alpha of the Blood Moon pack.

She knew it was not appropriate to talk about other men when she was supposed to be the mate of the Lycan King. "I'm sorry, Rita. You're right. I shouldn't be talking about other men like that," Liliana said, feeling guilty. "It's alright, my lady. I understand how you feel. But you have to be careful. The Lycan King is very possessive, and he wouldn't take kindly to you talking about other men," Rita replied, trying to reassure Liliana. Liliana nodded, knowing that Rita was right. She couldn't afford to upset the Lycan King. Not when she was carrying a child out of wedlock

He grows extra-sensitive limbs, his hands roaming with restless hunger. Becky cries out as her transformation accelerates, six breasts covering her chest, her cunt unfolding into extra slick folds that grip the appendage lodged inside her. “Scott, you have to feel how this links us,” she gasps, reaching for me with longer, more dexterous fingers. “I just felt Zayn explode, and my entire body clamped around it. This beats every dirty fantasy I've ever had.”

“As you wish. He removed his hand from her. She cried out as her body registered the loss. Rob breathed on her core, making her shiver. He replaced it with his lips and tongue. He feasted and drove her wild. His hand toyed with her breasts. Rob’s beard grazed her inner thighs. Becky was wild as he pulled her most passionate responses from her heated flesh. “Rob. Please! I need.” Rob got to his feet. Her heel caught on his shoulders, and she watch his shaft sink deeply into her ready flesh. She watched him take her again and again. Her breasts bouncing the force of his thrusts felt as the moving weight of her sensitive breasts pulled her nipples. Becky first held onto the bed for dead life, l

“That was—“ I pant, trying to find the words but she doesn’t let me. She’s back to sucking my pussy hard. Again, I cry out. I grab fistfuls of her, holding her in place. Bey nods; her way of saying she’s not going anywhere. She licks me with long, skilled strokes. So this is what it feels like to be sucked by a woman. It is nothing short of divine. I can’t believe it’s taken me so long to finally get around to screwing a lesbian. I had been so busy chasing cocks, I’d almost forgotten I had to fuck a lesbian— to get it off my list. I shut my eyes tightly, feeling the rippling sensations of each suck, as it tears through my hole. “Oh god,” I heave. “I’m going to cum. I’m going to fucking cum.”

Lightning flashed outside, lighting up their bodies for a second as Cassandra’s dress bunched around her waist, her breasts were out, and Becky’s hand buried between her thighs. “You’re such a whore for me,” Becky whispered, biting Cassandra’s neck. “My rival CEO moaning like a slut on my fingers.” Cassandra’s moans grew louder and more desperate. “I hate you… but don’t stop. I’m going to cum… ahhh… I’m so close!” Becky rubbed her clit with her thumb while thrusting her fingers faster. “Cum for me, you bitch. Cum all over my hand like the desperate girl you are.”

She thought and it was at this time Alexander inserted his hard cock into her. “Aaaaagghh….!” She moaned at once. “More,” she gasped, her voice desperate. “Don’t stop.” The minutes blurred into hours as they lost themselves in each other. Alexander was relentless, his every movement sending shivers down Becky’s spine. Her moans grew louder, filling the room, her body trembling as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her. “Big daddy,” she cried out, her nails dragging down his back as she reached her peak again.

I should go meet the other Alphas and warn them about what was going to come. I already have most of them by my side, it wouldn’t be hard to convince them to fight against Alpha Sean when a fight breaks out. Shortly, Lily came back with Becky. Lily winked at me before taking her bag to leave. Once Lily was gone, Becky started to take my dress off vigorously. Her lips clashed with mine like this was a combat. “Becky,” I called. My calls landed on deaf ears. She tore her dress in the process. I grabbed her ass and gave her a hard smack.

It sounded like tearing iron. Valerius. I scrambled off the bed, my feet hitting the cold floor. Another crash shook the wall, the sound of stone cracking. I ran to the oak door, placing my ear against the wood. I could hear heavy, ragged breathing on the other side. A wet, painful rasping sound, like someone choking on their own blood. “Go to bed, Serenity.” I reached for the brass bolt. My thumb rested on the cold metal. If I opened that door, he could kill me. He was twice my size, packed with raw Lycan power, and out of his mind with bloodlust. I had a contract. I wasn't his real wife. I could just sit in my room and wait for morning.

Chapter 7: Hot tension mounted in the air as the tall muscular figure of the Lycan King— Alistair Blackthorn, stood towering over his prey. His piercing gaze scanned his victims until it finally landed on Sera’s Tiny shivering form... From where he stood, He could easily see her hour glass curves and pretty face. Her chest rose and fell with her quick breathing, which drew his attention to how full her breasts were even though they were covered by her baggy shirt.