Bo Sinclair X Reader Novels & Stories

"Letting off some steam. My alpha has been getting on my nerves these past few days." "Mind telling me who your alpha is?" He sighed and clogged down the contents of his beer. "Alpha Redd. I am his beta." The bottle slipped from my hands. "That jerk?"

My chest tightened. “You’re just scared of what people would say.” I opened my mouth to deny it. But no words came out. Because yes. I was scared. Scared of how fast this was happening. Scared of wanting him this much. Scared that I was already losing control. Scared of what the world would say. I was scared of everything that has to do with this sinful desire burning in my veins. Sebastian stared at me for one long second before speaking again. “The next time you kiss me…”

I scream, “Four!” the enhancer making her tongue feel like a live wire, sparking through me. Another council member—a man, visor dark—joins, unzipping to reveal a cock rigged with neural nodes, buzzing like Kain’s. He climbs onto the table, straddling my chest, and slides between my breasts, slick with biotech oil Kain pours over me. The nodes buzz against my skin, sending shocks to my nipples, and I moan, the sound amplified through the network. The woman’s tongue flicks faster, her fingers plunging into my pussy alongside Kain’s cock, stretching me painfully.

Hello, If you're still reading Sin That Binds. It was decided that I'd make it a two-part series of short horror mm erotica. So here is BOOK TWO. I hope you enjoyed Book One, Matthew and Khatri's story, and their plot twist. Title: Sanctum

I want her lying awake, listening for sounds that never come. "She notices she's being followed, but she acts as if she isn't" I murmur to Xander, amusement curling in my chest. I could end this quickly. Break down her door, Demand payment, Leave her shaking and crying and not in the best kind of way either. and leave London completely. Get back to my life in New York and still kill Jerry motherfucking Harrison. She's just a woman in a big city. A bookstore attendant. Has a quiet life. Is Shy. Meek. Bland. Spoilt.

By the time he slammed our apartment door shut, the mix of anger, temptation, and overwhelming lust was palpable. I sensed it immediately. I waited in the living room, naked and oiled, kneeling in a presentation position with my legs spread wide, a large vibrating plug buzzing in my ass and nipple clamps already biting my heavy tits. The sex swing was ready, the fucking machine positioned, and both Alex and Elena had been invited for a full voyeur session. "Tell me every filthy detail of what Sophia offered while you punish and own your addicted cum-whore," I begged, eyes locked on his bulge.

Maybe this little life was the miracle our marriage needed. "You seem overwhelmed," the doctor said gently. I laughed through my tears and nodded. "I... I really wasn't expecting this." She smiled softly and handed me the ultrasound report. "Everything looks good so far. You'll need prenatal vitamins and regular checkups. Congratulations once again." I thanked her quietly, but my eyes stayed fixed on the paper. It read Baby Sinclair. The words made my chest ache with a mix of joy and fear. Damian was going to be a father.

A clearly didn't want to talk about this issue. "Just guess." B was very excited. A shook his head. "I can't guess." B smiled mysteriously. "I know who it is." "Who?" A asked, looking interested. "It's Mr. Sinclair." A was stunned. Mr. Sinclair referred to Monica. The Sinclair family's eldest daughter. "Don't talk nonsense. Mr. Sinclair has a fiancé. Isn't it ruining her reputation to say this without evidence?" "Tsk, I'm not talking nonsense at all. I saw it with my own eyes. I really wouldn't dare to talk nonsense about this without evidence." B said righteously.