Novel & Cerita Belly And Jeremiah Fanfiction

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.

Erica’s words created a hole in my mind where it would rest, my thoughts were channeled to her words. “She’s making a huge point, I’m the Alpha of this pack. Besides, if she’s that jealous and possessive she can do whatever she wants. It’s fine I put an end to seeking her attention. I’m a helper to her when she needs me she would seek my attention” I affirmed my thoughts, heading straight to the dungeons to meet Jeremiah. It’s about time we have a little discussion. I was there alone, staring at the shabby dirty side of Jeremiah. The only good thing about Jeremiah’s stay in the dungeons was that he never lacked food, he was being fed by the dungeon guards and his debited followers.

I asked, biting down on my lip to contain another moan. He leaned in close, mouth brushing the shell of my ear as his fingers toyed cruelly with my slick and dripping wet entrance. “You will. When I stretch this tight pussy around my cock, you’ll beg me not to stop. And I won’t. I’ll ruin you so good, no one else will ever measure up, cos I’ve waited for this. Hell, I’ve ruined you so many times in my head, little nerd.” So that made the two of us. I whimpered again, thighs falling open without hesitation. He was meant to be here. Jeremiah had always meant to be between my thighs. This was perfect.

“Even if I turned a blind eye to your tryst with Bailey, it’s over between us. Jeremy, I’ve waited long enough. “I’m done with you still playing the field. “I’m done with you coming home, smelling of different perfumes every day. “I’m also done with your hot and cold approach.” Jeremy could not take it as he collapsed into the chair. “What happened between us has nothing to do with Bailey or Xander. “Do you understand now? Please stop harassing me anymore.” Jeremy left in a daze. He left me a ring. It was the same design as the ring Jeremy had given to Bailey on her birthday.

I murmured, my lips brushing the shell of her ear as I quickened my pace. I took her mouth in a hungry kiss and was reward by a muffled moan as she drenched my cock in more of her juices. She whimpered, rocking back into me, her body desperate for more. And I was ready to give her more until she shattered beneath me. “Look at you...” Jeremiah said, his voice an icy bite of the storm in his eyes. “You were fighting not too long ago. And now, you are moaning and crying for more, to have him fill you like the slut you are.”

My eyes slide down, following the movement of his tongue, wishing with all my might that it were between my thighs right now, before it returns to his mouth. "Are you sure?" he asks softly, leaning in to bring our faces closer. Then I feel Jeremiah approach me. A shaky breath escapes me and his eyes drop to my throat as I swallow. “Are you uncomfortable, Jer?” he asks. “I don’t know how it feels yet.” Jeremiah chuckles. He’s so close I feel the vibration of his chest on my arm. But I could swear I feel it rumble through my body, all the way to the core, where the tension is building fast. “He won’t let us find out. But I guess…” I feel his mouth come closer to my ear as he says, “It’ll feel

“Step away from my daughter. Now.” Jeremiah didn’t move. His hand stayed possessively on my hip, thumb stroking the fresh bruise he’d made. He slowly pulled out of me, letting everyone see the thick trail of his cum leaking from my swollen, well-fucked pussy. He didn’t bother tucking himself away. Let them look. “She’s not walking down that aisle like this,” Jeremiah said, voice rough, dangerous. “Not with my cum still inside her.” One of the security guards reached for his gun.

Jeremiah could hear her sobbing as he made his way up the stairs, and he broke the door to his bedroom to find her curled into a ball on their bed. “Keely?” he called. She froze and her heartbeat accelerated. “You’re back?” she croaked. “Of course I’m back,” he replied. “I told them that you’d find a way back,” she said. “Them who? And where’s Xavier?” he asked. “They took him Jer,” she said softly, her fear shining through. “They who Keely?” Jeremiah growled. “The girl with the blue eyes like his, and her mate,” Keely informed.

Jemimah said as Jeremiah burst into laughter. I laughed in spite myself as I smiled "Do you like anyone at school?" I asked. Jemimah huffed "At all, most of the guys aren’t even cool at all" Jemimah replied as her eyes lightened up "However Jeremiah can answer that question flawlessly" Jemimah added. "Jerry, who's she?" I asked. Jeremiah frowned at me "What do you mean who's she? Jemi is just making things up, there's no she" Jeremiah replied staring daggers at Jemimah.

Jeremiah chuckled softly, a sinister light flickering in his golden eyes. He stared at Blair and stood up, saying word by word, “I’ll give you one last chance, Blair Fowler. Leave Italee and never appear in front of my sister again.” Blair said, “No.” Jeremiah seemed to have expected his answer and smiled wickedly, his gaze icy. “Then die!” As he spoke, he suddenly picked up the fruit knife on the table and stabbed it toward Blair.