Boris X Theo Novels & Stories

Boris howls. Sasha examines the plier tip under the light, tilting it like he’s checking for damage. “Still sharp,” he remarks. “Good craftsmanship.” “Soundproofing is solid down here,” I say, wiping a spot of blood off my cuff. “We could put on music if you want something upbeat.” Sasha snorts. “No. I like the classics.” He nods toward Boris’s ragged sobs. “He’s hitting some nice high notes.” We trade tools like partners in a kitchen. I take the scalpel next, carving shallow, precise lines across Boris’s forearm. Nothing arterial. Just enough to sting and bleed and keep the adrenaline pumping.

Everything is burning and the sweat is coating my whole body. “You need to do something with your mate” Khai spits to Theo desperately. “Our mate… besides I cannot,” Theo says but in a whisper. “Why?” Khai asks confused. I laugh, I don’t know where come from and it was unbidden but it’s there loud and precarious as it fills the room. “Theo won’t touch me because he doesn’t want me with pup” I repeat his words in a voice that isn’t particularly mine but also not fully Abyss’.

I captured all the attention and once again the light dimmed, Sergi had stepped aside and Theo sauntered in from the crowd to the center. Sexual Healing by Marvin Gaye started to play, the volume slowly climbing. His suit was different, the jacket was longer and the black dress shirt was only buttoned up to the top of his torso, his body was very much on display and my will power wasn't strong enough to look away. Theo was a masterpiece, he bathed in the light, his sleek voluminous hair gave off a sheen, the dark navy blue of the suit heightened the experience of him. He was an experience.

Reid said as he pulled Grayson out of the car, being careful not to wake him, and then handed his son over to his nanny. Theo took in a deep breath and then slowly let it out as he walked around the pack house. As Theo entered the backyard he groaned when he saw half of their furniture in the backyard again. His Alpha was completely naked. Xavier held a torn piece of fabric against his lower region as he dodged everything thrown his way. Marcus leaned against a tree as he chewed on a piece of gum. He smirked when he saw Theo and shook his head. “This kind of makes me glad Zen and I never had children. That woman would kick my ass If I made her have as many children as that idiot!”

Cicillia gossiped. ** Theo then heard a soft faint melody of a saxophone. It was, of course, a difficult instrument to play more so to master it itself. But he had no difficulty playing it as if his hands had a mind of their own as he played every key to the rhythm and tempo. And a round of applause soon followed that surrounded the venue, with gleefully cheers and whistles. As he bowed slightly at the audience that gave him the chance to show case his performance on stage. On his best attire; he had on his black slim fit jeans, a sash partially covering his right leg, and a lion's head belt buckle, as well as a new shirt with a plunging v-neck collar. Also, his formal jacket is slightly fi

Mason gasped, head thrown back, chest heaving. Theo held him in his mouth a few more seconds, letting the aftershocks pass, before slowly pulling off with a wet pop. A thin string of spit and cum connected his lips to the tip. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and looked up, breathing hard, eyes blown wide. Mason stared down at him, ruined. “No one’s ever sucked me like that.” Theo smirked. “Guess I just showed my work.” … Theo was still lying shirtless across his sheets, half-hard, cock twitching every time his mind replayed Mason’s voice—Swallow it, baby. I’m gonna cum——when his phone buzzed again.

Xavier stood above us, staring down at me as Dane's tongue and teeth assaulted my neck and Theo ate me like his life depended on it. He smirked at me as I moaned, biting my lip as Theo denied me an orgasm, pulling back to tease me and make me shudder. "Beg for it, Rose." Xavier stood over me, crouched down to stroke my cheek. "I can see you want to cum for us. For Theo." Theo's tongue slid through my flesh, flicking my clit with perfect pressure my reply was cried out. " More!" I whined. Dane chuckled against my throat, his teeth finding a new area to claim but above my collarbone.

Once again, my gaze met with Boaz and I glowered. "He's trying to do the same to Xanthos, I doubt he'll be able to resist for that long before he takes one of those girls and fuck them senseless." Theo sat where Keisha had been. He lit the cigarette in between his lips, dragging in and puffing out the smoke. "At least, one person is sensible enough to resist the temptation." He nodded towards Xanthos.

Is Theo now a mafia boss or what? ？