Boondocks Caesar Novels & Stories

The other seemed to teased up by the statement. "Have mercy on me God!" the other spoke up sounding fearful.Two of them walked with caution searching for an invisible danger. The moved closer murmuring audible prayers. They passed by lost in precation. I looked back at them watching them closely. They words brought curiosity. Turning left, I went searching for Ebere.

’ Josef answered surprised, not believing his brother. ‘Seriously, go on say a title of a book and I’ll tell you what it’s about.’ Hadrian answered putting the book aside. ‘Alright then.’ Josef answered thinking of a title. ‘The Betrothed.’ ‘A novel by the Italian Alessandro Manzoni,’ Hadrian answered instantly. ‘It’s a story about Renzo and Lucia who wanted to get married but was forbidden by Don Rodrigo. Why? Because Don Rodrigo has his eyes on Lucia.

Caesar followed the direction of the foot slowly and surely. Joe and Jean just looked at Caesar's strange behavior while looking at each other as if to say 'look at that idiot'. While Brian was still busy observing the corpse in front of him. Caesar walked further and further away from them. Passing the rows of women's restrooms on the right and left. The trail turned into one of the toilets which had the number eleven. Caesar followed the trail into the toilet. How surprised he was when he found the trail disappeared in front of the wall.

He kept on going with himself, moving in circles. "What do you mean? Are you referring to Caesar?" Mordecai asked from behind once again and finally got his attention. He faced him but ignored his question. "Did you notice something when he walked in?" Azazel asked in a sly tone and with an evil grin on his face; as if he knew something, waiting patiently for Mordecai's reply. "On Caesar you mean?" He questioned completely lost as Azazel continued. "He had an unfamiliar scent when he stepped in amidst us, did you catch a whiff of it?"

He groans louder as I start moving up and down with a steady rhythm, caressing the underside of his shaft with my tongue as I suck him off. “Fuck fuck fuck,” Cal chants as his hips pump in steady thrusts, perfectly in sync with the bob of my head. The way he starts to unravel only boosts my enthusiasm- I start to move faster, relaxing my throat and taking him deeper, slurping and licking and sucking until I feel his thighs begin to tremble. He’s right on the edge, but then suddenly he’s pulling out of my mouth, yanking me to my feet and pressing a searing hot kiss to my lips.

Caesar drove fast, guided more by instinct than logic. Only after leaving the city behind did he slow down. At the edge of the suburb stood a quiet, discreet building like an inn. He pulled in. And immediately booked a room Inside, Amanda moved first. There was no uncertainty in her actions. She ripped her wedding dress around her knees, shortening it. Her pale white legs shone behind the lace stockings. She sat down and quickly got down to business. "I want you Caesar. I'm sealed but take me as you wish." The bad boy's mouth squeezed and burst into laughter.

Caesar was stunned at that explanation. He yelled, “Jim Todd, are you a f*cking three-year-old? You believe their words just like that? Am I really such a pushover?!” Jim Todd laughed. “Of course not. Initially, I thought the other party was joking too. But then, they showed me something, and after looking at it, I understood everything. Master Bailey, you should make preparations for the future.” Chills ran down Caesar’s entire body. After a pause, he said, “I’ll give you five million to settle this matter!”

But Caesar didn’t move. Caesar took the canteen eagerly and filled himself on water until there was but a drop left. Then he cleared his gruff voice and spoke, “Her name was Dorothy.” His eyes were not filled with their usual hardened disinterest—but rather, he stared vacantly off into a middle distance. Caesar went on to explain that Dorothy was his fated mate—an Omega bonded to him by the Moon Goddess. Just like I had with Valerie, Caesar recognized Dorothy as his mate on his eighteenth birthday.

As for Frank, he desperately grabbed the hands of the specialists, begging to know if there was any hope for him. All the specialists shook their heads with regret. "It’s too late. The only option to save your life is castration." "No way! Everything was fine last time! Did Janet bribe you to do this to me on purpose? How can someone as healthy as me end up a eunuch?!" Unfortunately, no one could save him now.

Cesar looked at him, raising his eyebrow sarcastically "don't you be provocative man, he won't resist the Bond ?" Alpheus raised his eyebrows, to smile wryly as he shook his head “I bet you he'll reject her, even the Bond won't control him, that's a promise.” Alpheus' smile widened "So let's bet." Caesar smiled sideways "I bet you then"