Novel & Cerita Boris X Theo

Theo’s eyes move slowly over my naked body, lingering on my hard nipples and the place where Xane’s cock disappears inside me. Theo closes the door behind him and locks it, a slow, dirty smirk spreads across his face. “Well damn. This is better than any charger, if you want me to keep my mouth shut about you two fucking like animals, I’m joining in, right now.” Xane’s cock twitches inside me. I bite my lip, look at Theo, and nod. “Okay,” I whisper, my voice thick with need. Theo pulls his shirt off, revealing a muscular chest and abs. “Keep fucking her, Xane. Let me see how sloppy your stepsister’s cunt gets.”

“Yes. It’s Tex. He’s alive, but barely. They’re keeping him locked away. Theo’s using him as leverage. I should’ve known he’d stoop this low.” My cup slipped slightly in my grasp. My fingers went numb. Tex? My brother? For a second, I couldn’t breathe. The world tilted. The walls seemed to narrow in around me as my back pressed into the cold stone. I clutched the teacup harder, grounding myself with the sting of heat. “We have to act soon,” Xander said, his voice taut with urgency. “Theo’s getting impatient. If we don’t make a move, he might start sending… pieces.”

If so, I don’t ever want to wake up. “Ah, almost forgot,” Theo murmurs, reaching into his pocket. He pulls out his phone, bringing up my playlist and hitting shuffle. ‘Born to Run’ by Bruce Springsteen starts playing as he slides it back into his pocket, glancing sideways at me and waggling his eyebrows. “Gotta have our soundtrack.” I smile, snuggling into his chest as I take in the view on our ride to the top. Our soundtrack. “So how’d you pull this off for a second time?” I ask, amusement in my voice.

"Thelma's mate—Xavier—he's still recovering from Neon's poison. Even if we could get him here in time, would his kiss be enough? Does he truly love her? Or does he just love the idea of having a powerful mate?" "He loves her," Theo said fiercely. "I saw it when he came to Luna's territory. He fought his own father for her. He came for her knowing it was dangerous. That's real love." "Then we need to get him here," Elena said. "Now. Before it's too late." Theo gently laid me down and stood up. "Watch her. I'll.."

“He might maim him, but I think Xavier will survive.” My jaw falls open again as I stare at him in shock. Theo finally looks at me, giggles, and reaches up to press against the underside of my chin, gently closing my mouth for me. “And they thought hellhounds were dangerous creatures,” I mutter. Theo snorts before falling right back into a helpless giggling fit. ~§~

Annalise is 21 and in college with her two best friends and her sister. She is starting her last year off on a good start. She is one grade ahead of her average age. She is studying art and wants to be the best she can be. She is assigned a partner for her last big assignment, Theo Hyde. He is the guy she has had a crush on for years, but he is also her best friend's ex-boyfriend. She tries to focus on the project, but her feelings keep getting in the way.

Xavier growled while slamming into Theo, and Damien gulped then moaned as Theo whimpered and moaned around his cock. Xavier's grip tightens, digging into Theo's hips as he thrusts long, and hard into his little mate. Feeling Theo stretching, as his walls wrap around him. Hearing the beautiful wet sound as he moves his cock in and out of his sweet little Omega. Xavier growls as Theo's walls clamp down around him. He grunts as his cock pulses, shooting each hot jet deep inside Theo. Damien throws his head back, crying out as he cums down Theo's throat. His cock pulses as he fills Theo's mouth.

What the fuck did I just do? Who the fuck is Theo?

"Please?" Theo looked up from his desk, his expression hardened immediately as his eyes moved from my face to my body and stopped at my waist. "No," he said, looking back up. "She's scared," I said, as I moved closer to his desk. "Xavier is obsessed with her. He's been watching her, she stays with him and now he might hurt her without meaning to." Theo's jaw clenched, his eyes fixed on mine for a second. "One call," he said finally. "Five minutes.”

Damien’s hold on her hip tightened ever so slightly but nothing in his appearance had changed otherwise. “It is a pleasure to finally meet you, Miss King,” Theo said from the dark corner. His stood up and walked towards them. His movements were measured and confident. His eyes never left hers but for the first time since they had stepped into this strange club there was no sexuality to that exchange. She shook his large hand and noticed the mark on his neck. A nod from her was enough. Damien didn’t move or tighten his hand on her. “Well, you definitely have grown since I saw you last,” came Bjorn’s voice.