Caitlin Clark X Reader Novels & Stories

I’m done with that. "I fucked him," I say, and a small smile twists my lips. My lashes feel faintly wet, but the smile spreads. "And it was the best fuck of my life." They all gasp. Because Claire doesn’t cuss. Claire is the quiet one, the obedient one, the one who keeps to herself. The geek. Then Austin Myer picked her out of several girls in college and she swooned. Claire Morgan doesn’t get attention from guys unless it’s assholes looking to leech off her. That’s who they think I am. That’s who I might think I am. But right now? I enjoy their shock. I enjoy stepping out of character, if only for a moment.

As much as possible I don't want to discuss Nicole in a bad way but it seems like the Vixen plans the meeting with Harris and me. “ She’s the real girlfriend of Harris, my ex. They made a bet over me and I was lucky to discover it before the bet happened. She’s also the person Claire fought within the shopping mall.” I confessed. I was startled when I felt Clyde's lips on my cheek. Then he took the papers and was about to tear them in two but I stopped him. I glance at him with astonishment.

Claire wasn’t just any wolf—she was the Luna chosen by the Moon Goddess herself, the only one who could temper the brutality that consumed me. “Is ruling the Moon Fall Pack not enough for you?” she snapped. “Or should I throw in my body, too?” I frowned, confused when I heard that. “I’ll give myself to you, Ethan. Use me however you want. And if you want to kill me afterward so I’m out of your way when you marry Lucy Torrance, fine. Just help me kill Christopher Gale, and you can do anything you want to me.” Christopher Gale was insane, sure. Reckless, ambitious, and unhinged enough to think he could take down an Alpha like Jacob Wensiker. But me? I could do it.

Caitlin explained, “I’ve studied some hypnosis techniques abroad. I even helped the S-Country police solve the infamous ‘9-11’ serial killer case. I want to see if I can get to the truth from Xyla.” Sebastian raised an eyebrow, looking at Caitlin with newfound admiration. “You helped solve the ‘9-11’ case? The professional hypnotist Ann was you?”

"There's also a conflicted look on your face. Come on, spill. What's bothering you?" Quinn was a beautiful young woman with chocolate skin and long dark dreadlocks that reached her waist. They were dyed at the tips with a goldish-caramel colour. She had large brown eyes that shone brightly when kissed by the sun. At thirty-three, she was already an established author who wrote romantic novels for a living. Claire sighed and took a sip from her glass. She said, "I don't know what to do. I found something that could really hurt Oliver and his family today. I should be happy because I want revenge... however, Oliver helped my daughter today.

“Who am I going to encounter by working at St. Clair?” Clara asked excitedly. “When do I ever tell you that much information?” Caiden retorted and poked her cheek. “Have some patience.” Clara pouted and blinked her eyes. Caiden simply ignored her. Despite being in love with her, he was immune to her pouty face. “Is it one of the four bitches?” she questioned. “You can tell me that much.” “It is,” the demon confirmed. “I didn’t know you had any other targets in mind.”

First she pressed her tummy into me, and then she used her cheerleading skills and jumped up wrapping her legs around me so that her pussy was right there, good damn. I ended up pressing her back against the Ranger and dry humping her while we tried our best to swallow each other's tongues. I was this close to embarrassing myself when I heard a car door slam. I had to bring her down slowly but I stashed away the fact that she heats up hard and fast. "I can't wait to give you my mouth, taste you." She made a squeaking sound and held me closer. *** CAITLIN *** I'm afraid to go in the house, one look and they're gonna know. And at the same time I'm so happy I can't wait to rush up to my room to

I can’t take back what I’ve said. "Who is he?" she finally whispers, her voice small. "Who is this person that makes you feel like this?" I hesitate, there’s a part of me that wants to keep this private. But I owe her honesty, even if it stings. "It’s Xander," I say quietly. "The man I’ve been seeing." For a moment, there’s silence. Claire’s eyes widen as she processes what I’ve just said. And then, the silence is broken by her sharp, angry voice.

“Who’s that?” Chloe turned to look at Declan. He had a half smile on his face and an odd look in his eye. She turned back to Caitlyn. “This is Declan. He’s a friend of mine.” Chloe walked over to the bed and dropped a kiss on Caitlyn’s forehead, noticing that her headscarf was a little askew. She straightened it and smoothed her hand over the girl’s head, clamping down on the need to cry over the unfairness of this fucking illness that took indiscriminately. It wasn’t fair. It wasn’t fair that Caitlyn had to suffer. It wasn’t fair that her short life was going to end before she even had the chance to live.

'Hi,' I said frowning a little pretending as if I didn't know who she was. 'Hi. I am Cassidy Conner but you can call me CC. I am the baby of the Conners,' CC said smiling seductively at me. 'Oh, I see!. It is nice to meet you CC. I am Midas St Clair,' I said pretending as if I was hearing about her for the first time when indeed I knew the role she was playing in my girl's torture. Karen filled that hole properly. They might have employed Karen initially but she was now in the St Clair employ. Karen didn't like the way Crystal was being treated so she didn't need much convincing to become an ally. Crystal might not know it but Karen was very protective of her.