Christian Slater 80s Novels & Stories

“Faster, Christian.” Christian complied, his movements picking up a rhythm as he closed his eyes to feel himself embedded deep inside her again. He could feel his member harden to the point of no return. He couldn’t hold on much longer! The mattress shifted under their weight as a violent eruption rocked her body. Skylar sagged against the cushions, but Christian wasn’t done with her. In a quick movement, he was above her. He needed his release now! “Part your legs for me, baby!” he murmured against her ear. Skylar complied, sensing his urgency as he positioned himself between her legs.

All I could see was rage, my mom leaving and the suffering all rushing back to me over again. “You seem off, Christian. Your quietness all through the drive here is unlikely of you, what’s wrong?” I heaved a sigh, about to answer him when Hayley picked up the phone. At least I thought she was the one. “Hayley,” “Who’s this?” The boyish voice on the other end responded, “It’s her…I’m Christian, who am I speaking with?” I swallowed, I didn’t have a title. Was I a friend? I couldn’t say I was her ex-husband because we were never married, I couldn’t say her boyfriend either.

"Can you please not talk about him in my proximity? He is my older brother!" Indeed the Alpha was a fine piece of art. My Alpha, my mate. In the middle of the many strong bulky males, my male was the one standing out like a crafted statue of a god. Sparring with some other male, his muscles rippled with his each movement. Sweat gleamed on his chest and neck when the warm sunlight hugged his body.

“Well, I'll keep in mind that murdering a girl's entire family is romantic.” Christian chuckled, and I was briefly distracted by the chills that ran through me at that. He stood from his chair and walked round the desk to pick the book from my hand. “You can say whatever you want, Olivia, but Slater was a hero.” “He was an asshole.” He laughed again. Now he was standing facing me, and I found myself trying to put some distance between us until my back hit the desk. Christian cornered me, towering over me as his gaze swept over my eyes, and then my lips.