Brooke Monk Nsfw Novels & Stories

He walked over and gripped my jaw, forcing me to look up like a lamb being inspected for slaughter. "A few days apart and you've gotten even hotter." "Just looking at you makes my wolf..." He leaned down and whispered something so vile it made my stomach turn. It was the ultimate insult. I glared at him, but my body wouldn't stop shaking. Brooke laughed, his hand sliding down my face, past my neck, and heading lower. "I didn't get to mark you last time... but did you know? I've played with you a thousand times in my dreams." "Tonight, in the Moonfall Pit, let's see where you're going to run!"

I watched his wonderful figure walked away. I went into the ladies washroom to do my business before class. At the sink, I washed my hands and felt an unfriendly presence behind me. Brooke. "Are you messing around with my boyfriend?" she asked, eyes blazing and piercing through to my soul with her friends at her side as usual. "You're about to learn your first lesson, Africa's baboon! Beat her ass!" she commanded to her minions and they both latched onto me like bull sharks.

I had done nothing wrong and there was no way I would let him have his way. My eyes drifted to Evaan. He was still sleeping. Good for him; he didn’t need any more incidents to add more trauma to his life. Wrapping my arms around him protectively, I spoke in a confident voice, “You probably didn’t recognize me, I am Sandy; Alpha Kevin’s younger brother.” The man’s expression remained stoic. He eyed me with scorn and he snorted, “It doesn’t matter. You have been liaising with the witches and you will be punished.”

I closed my eyes and allowed the water to rain down on my face. Flashes of Sean replay inside my head over and over. His voice. His body. His face. My body was still worked up thinking about what could have happened inside that closet if my brother didn't appear out of nowhere like the cock blocker he was. I close my eyes and let my forbidden fantasy replay.

“I’m such a dirty girl for you. I flashed strangers on the train. I came in the office. I let a stranger watch me in the park. All because I’m addicted to my stepbrother’s cock.” I fucked myself harder, the wet sounds obscene in the quiet room. The open windows made everything riskier — anyone outside could hear me moaning for my stepbrother. Dan: Louder, baby. Tell the camera exactly what you need. “I need your real cock,” I sobbed, legs shaking as I edged closer. “The toy isn’t enough. I need you pounding my pussy. I need you to fuck me raw and fill me with your cum while Jake has no idea his fiancée is your secret breeding slut.”

The image filled the display: Ava and Mason, locked in a kiss, the soft glow of her bedroom lamp illuminating their intertwined forms. It was clear, undeniable. Her heart plummeted. Below the picture, stark white text burned into her vision: “So our good girl Ava isn’t really who she is. Does this mean she’s having a secret affair with Mason, her best friend’s brother, or is it just the influence of the alcohol from this party?” The words twisted in her gut, venomous and cruel. “Best friend’s brother.”The anonymous sender knew. Knew everything.

She screamed. I took the phone from her and saw the newest tabloid. The paparazzi captured a picture of Monique and I by the pool, lips locked. What they didn't capture was me pushing her away and firing her. You can make any picture look bad if you catch it at the right moment. "Lynn, it's not what you think..." "No? Well, what about this one?!" She stole the phone back from me, scrolled a bit, and showed me again. "Fuck," I hissed out as I stared down at Brooke Saddle naked on my lap with her tits in my face and my eyes straight down at them. "This isn't what you think either."

He brought her high up on his thighs; his erection nestled into the crack of her butt. Domini tried desperately not to put weight on Cam’s left side. She gasped when Cam hooked her legs over the arms of the chair, baring her most intimate parts completely. “Look at that.” Brock stood a few feet away, hot eyes drawn to and devouring her sex. “Pretty pink isn’t it? Soft. Wet. Sweet.” “You offering me a taste?” Again, Cam answered for her. “Yep.” “Hot damn.” Brock dropped to his knees. She couldn’t seem to find her voice through the staccato beats of her heart.

she muttered to herself. Brooke was a bit perturbed over what Rick had done, and was aware that, if she wanted, she could probably get him arrested for rape. That thought didn't stay in her mind very long, because it was crowded out by joyful memories of what a great time she had, and how she had come from having her pussy eaten and again from what his big cock did for her after that. The more she thought about it, the more she wanted him to do both again, this time when her senses were not partly dulled by alcohol.

Who the hell abandons their fiancée to masturbate in a public restroom? Olivia Pembrooke. I should probably confess to a priest in a town that no one recognizes me. I’m a sinner. I caught my reflection in the mirror, a sinner who looked…… Before the words could finish off in my head, a stall burst open. Immediately, a wave of panic drenched over me. Someone….someone was around. “My oh my!! Don’t you look freshly fucked” the woman’s voice cut through the air with a knowing smirk plastered on her face.