Belly And Jeremiah Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Jeremiah’s men filed out to do his bidding , to comb the city for installers, to trace payments, to look for any hint of sloppiness in Jeremi’s fortress. Jeremiah sat alone a long while after they left, staring at the blank screen, the images of her face burned into his eyes like an accusation. The whiskey had long worn off into a dull numbness that did nothing to assuage the dread. He had ordered a death and believed it done. That belief had maintained his power. Now, glimpsing her alive on a grainy clip, he felt his power wobble for the first time. He rose slowly, smoothing his jacket as if dressing for war. The plan would need patience. The next moves had to be precise. He would bait Jere

"The cab guy I hired to bring you here is a bit trustworthy, he can take us to the airport and wouldn't even say a thing about it." I thought about it for a moment and then finally shrugged. "Tomorrow morning is just fine. To be honest, I can't wait to get away from here and begin the rest of my life with my son, you and your Babygirl. In fact, they seem to like each other." I said and Beth smiled. “Jeremiah never seems to bring any friends home, so it’s really nice to see them get along, I guess.” "They do, don't they?" She replied and turned to look at them. As soon as she did, the smile on face froze, and widened her eyes in shock.

And slammed inside fully. His pelvis smacked with Magnus’s ass cheeks and Jer was done. His eyes closed. His lips parted. His hand was sticky with his own cum. And his hole was so fill. Magnus slummed back on the chair pulling him in his lap still inside him. They were sharing one heartbeat. They were breathing each other. Their bodies were glistering. Jeremy moved his hips a bit and he whimpered feeling Magnus twitch again. "I want more, Magnus". He lined his fingers in his hair kissing him roughly and how on earth could Magnus deny him. He was guiding Jer up and down, bouncing him slightly. He was still sensitive. But he wanted the shit. Badly.

He looked crazed, his grey eyes dark and unsettling. I winced as he shook my whole body and the knife slipped from my hand clattering down on the floor. Jonathan lunged for it and stood up. He waved his hand as he said, “Release her.” He gritted out, “she might’ve been bluffing but I am not, Jeremiah. I will fucking kill you even if I have to live with that guilt for the rest of my life. But I can’t let you hurt her or our baby.” Jeremiah’s eyes dropped to my stomach and he pushed me away with a jerk as if burned. “She is….?” He croaked out.

Then I see him and I have eyes for no one else. “Jer,” I whisper out and he turns to me with the biggest smile on his face, he looks so happy to see me. I run straight at him and jump into his arms without even thinking, wrapping my legs around his waist. I bury my face in his neck and inhale, feeling calm immediately. Then a loud menacing growl sends a shudder around the whole room and Jeremiah lets me go, just drops me to the floor and turns away. I land in a heap on my butt. I am stunned, he’s never dropped me before, not outside training anyway.

’ Jayden began to poke Jeremiah's butt hole with his finger, even though his pants are still getting in the way. “Please, Engram didn't do it to me, he just kissed me and blew me…” Jeremiah was getting a panic attack knowing he was about to get rape, he blurted his mouth and admitted everything, even without the brothers asking. Jayden’s face suddenly lightened up, “I see, so you manage to keep your virginity.” “Yes…” Jeremiah nodded while sneakily tried to cast a spell while he had a chance, “divine—mmmf” “Sneaky little Jeremiah,” Jayden quickly cupped his mouth close; “do you still wanna cast a spell on us again, huh?”

Nathaniel: "You're not even half-good as my mommy's pursuers. Just give up." Jeremiah was thrown off balance. Jeremiah: "Don't worry, I won't have any sort of thoughts toward your mommy. I'm only interested in you, you little brat." Nathaniel immediately went offline.

I forced myself to turn back to the group, trying to focus on whatever story Eren was telling about his disastrous attempt at online dating. But I was hyperaware of every movement Jeremiah made beside me. The way he leaned back with his arm stretching along the booth behind me and I sucked in a sharp inhale when his knee brushed mine under the table. You have a boyfriend now, I reminded myself firmly. But the reminder felt hollow, like something happening to someone else. "You're quiet tonight," Jeremiah murmured, his voice pitched low enough that only I could hear under the din of conversation. "Just listening." "Liar." I could hear the smile in his voice. "You're thinking too hard. I can p

He had told Flynn he loved me and wanted to pursue me. Tears leaked from my eyes as Jeremiah sauntered into the room, looking strong and commanding despite everything he had been through the past few days. His long legs filled out his denim jeans perfectly, making him look every bit the powerful Alpha he was. He could walk again? Had our time together helped him recover that much? All his anger and attention was fixed on his best friend now. His hands were clenched into tight fists at his sides, shoulders squared, golden eyes burning with cold fury.

Jeremiah, however, just looked up at me, a cocky grin on his dirt-streaked face. “See, Angel? We missed you. We were just having a friendly chat about your… preferences,” Jeremiah drawled, his voice a low, teasing hum. “You are pathetic!” I screamed. “Get up! Both of you! Now!” They scrambled to their feet. The tension radiating off them was thick. I walked slowly into the center of the ring, placing myself precisely between them.