Becky X Tobey Novels & Stories

I answered. My consensus made her smile a little wide, from them, I saw her lovely face once again. She kissed me on my lips as she held my hand onto her chest. It was a delectable touch of her lips on mine. I craved for it, I was like a thirsty mammal longing to get moisturize. By the second time, the light from my lamp had perished, Becca rises from the mat where she laid for about a couple of hours. “It’s time to bade goodbye for now, Farcas,” she mumbled.

"Nice game." I turned and immediately sighed. Liam Beckley. The last person I wanted to see after a playoff win, Liam looked entirely too relaxed as he leaned against the boards. "You sound disappointed," I said. "A little." "Good." He laughed, I hated how easy that came to him. The rivalry between us had existed for years. Every tournament, every championship, every ranking announcement somehow turned into a competition. Neither of us could stand losing. Unfortunately, both of us won often enough to make the rivalry even worse.

Halfway through, Evan ran into a few werewolf colleagues he knew. In order to hide their relationship, he let go of Toby's hand, causing him to get lost in the forest. By the time Toby was found, he was curled up in a hollow tree, trembling fearfully after encountering a huge Rogue. Since then, the form of a fierce adult wolf had become his worst nightmare. And now, the one responsible for his trauma was even giving him such a figure as a birthday gift. I couldn't tell whether I felt more anger or disappointment. I casually set the gift box aside and calmly said, "Thank you."

When she lowered herself onto me, I bit my lip so hard I tasted blood. She moved slowly at first, each roll of her hips a wave, each pause a tease. Her hands braced against my chest, her head thrown back, hair falling like silk. It was unbearable. And perfect. When we both broke, it wasn’t fast. It was deep. Drawn out. Dangerous. We lay there, limbs tangled, breathing into the same space. Then I noticed it. A blinking red dot. Across the room. On her dresser. Jason’s camcorder.

Taylor and Emily say almost in unison, then laugh at each other. “I mean, not officially a boyfriend or anything, but he’s a good kisser.” I try to dismiss the notion and grab a handful of popcorn. “It’s nice to have someone to spend time with until I find my mate at least. You know?” “Kayla, what’s the scoop on Beckett?” Freya twirls a lock of her curly hair and pins it to her head. “He had a girlfriend last year. Some people say they mated. Some don’t believe it. I don’t think they did.” She looks up, trying to think. “He’s our Beta Scion, so he has a lot of respect from pack members.”

"You know what I think, Zander. I think you're a tease. I think you get off on dragging me along, and you'll keep me here until I'm old, and still never do what you say you're going to—," The beast inside of me came to life, and I gently shoved her back against the bookshelf. "Is that what you think, Ms. Sloane? You think I'm not doing what I want because this is a game? On the contrary, Little One. This is life or death for me. I don't just need you to jump on my cock for a good rump in my bed, Love. I need you to fall deeply in love with me, or this won't work. I won't beat the beast without it. So if this game is what will make you fall, or if it's what you want to play, I'll do it."

Then, she'd proudly accept Tobias' confession, humiliating me thoroughly. That had to be it. … Rebecca fled the bar in a flustered state, and Tobias followed her. As he watched her trembling figure, a hint of resentment flashed in his eyes. However, he quickly composed himself before stepping forward with a smile. "Don't be upset, Becca," Tobias said as he draped an arm around her shoulders. "My birthday's in a couple of days, and I'm thinking of throwing a party. Why don't we invite Sebastian? He'll definitely get jealous when he sees us together."

“We're going back to Blackreach.” Anwen nodded. Beside us, Corbin let out a dramatic groan. “Ah, finally,” he declared. “The camp can return to normal.” Anwen narrowed her eyes at him. “You're going to miss me.” Corbin's face twisted in apparent horror. But I knew better. Beneath all that sourness, he had grown fond of her—despite her stubbornness, or perhaps because of it. “I absolutely will not.” Anwen flashed him a bright smile, looking entirely too pleased with herself. The expression was so mischievous that I couldn't help wondering if she'd picked up some of Fenric's bad habits.

Please spare some time for me". Lucy told Becky who was about to enter the washroom. She turned to look at Lucy's face and nodded her head before going inside. Becky opens a cold shower to relax. The shades of her fantasy dream about Marcus disturb her nerves. She feels her heartbeat raised for the first time. "How could a Lycan become my mate?" What kind of dream is that"? She asked herself while trying to suppress her newly formed emotions for him. Her heart suddenly urged to meet him and to see him. Some parts of her body want him to touch her. She feels thirsty for his touch. It was an incomplete dream. She couldn't feel the warmth of his hands. She unconsciously looked at her hands. It

Because if Tally didn't get her way, you would think World War III was breaking out due to her disregard and meltdowns. "It's okay," she sighed. "Becca and I are hungry and tired. Can we order food?" As his eyes slowly slid to me, he furrowed his brow in confusion, "Becca?" Of course, he doesn't recognize me. "Hey," I smiled, trying not to look down. The swim shorts were doing nothing to conceal the beast between his legs, and with my current sexual situation having been nonexistent for the past few weeks, I was horny. Damn it, Becca. Stop thinking dirty about your friend's dad. What the f*ck!