Novel & Cerita Dexter Fanfic

"But, no, Dexter didn't take it. I told Vicky to go get him hard and take a pic of it." "Vicky?" Taylor asked. Jessie nodded, opening her phone and clicking the new message. Smiling, she saw Dexter's cock standing proud, hard as a rock. There was a second pic with Vicky's hand on it with the caption, for size reference." "Vicky is his lover. She's... well... she's got some issues that Dexter and I both agreed to let him "scratch" so to speak." "I... I just... don't know what's what anymore," Taylor said, rubbing her temples and shaking her head.

She asked me and since I had not expected her to be that confrontational, I didn't know how to react. "Look, I haven't been listening to rumors. I'm only looking out for a sister like I know that you would too for me. Unless you won't?" I said, managing to switch the conversation. "Fine. The thing is Dexter and I have a unique form of relationship. I know he loves me very much but he has to do some things to keep our relationship concealed from the eyes of anyone that would tell Alpha Felix. If he finds out, there is no telling what he would do to us" she said and I shook my head.

His hand cupped the side of my face, and he pressed his lips to mine, stealing my breath away. "Woah-ho-ho! I was gone for two minutes! Who is this pretty little thing? You've got the wrong brother, darling. My lips are over here." I jumped from the voice behind me in the doorway, turning suddenly and bumping my side into Dex's body as he wrapped his arms around me to steady me. He was almost an identical copy of Alec with fewer freckles and a scar splitting his right eyebrow. His lips were pulled up in a smile, and he licked them as he looked me over.

I gingerly sat on the very edge of the bed, and leaned forward to rest my elbows on my knees, ignoring the weight of the gun pushing into my hip. The smell of death was strongest here. The linens were clean and the bed neatly made, but the scent clung to everything in the room. “I came to ask…Why you did it? Why you sold me to Xander?” “I was foolish,” Dexter replied. “Not yet sick. I thought my pack and preserving our legacy was everything, but mostly…I was weak. I allowed Jolene to lead, when I should have taken charge.” “Why didn’t you?” “I’m one of the lucky few that were granted a fated mate. All I cared about was her and her happiness. Even after we had children…I still cared about her

He walks right up to me and nuzzles his face into my midsection. "There must be some misunderstanding," says Dexter quickly. He stands and starts to move closer. I raise my gun at him and he stops. "I'm leaving, and you're not stopping me," I say. I gently push Rupert off me. He whines and tries to get closer. I don't let him. "You may leave, but know that I'm telling the truth. Dane wasn't with Heather," replies Dexter smoothly. "It wouldn't matter," I say simply, "I've sealed myself off from him and everybody else. You can't make me love him. And soon this place will be nothing but a memory to me."

he breathed into her ear. Dexter closed his eyes, letting his head gently fall back in sheer pleasure. She leans forward, kissing him on the neck. "We need to work to get your sight back. So let's get out of here, lover boy."

"Dexter is a big fool, and that's why I'm going to make sure that I bring him down. He has caused me so much pain and refused me because of worthless trash like you." On hearing Dexter's name, my protectiveness reared its head. "Don't you dare hurt him, alright? If you didn't cheat on him, you'd have been in my place by now." I roared as she waved off my words with a scoff. "And who told you that I was in love with him in the first place. He has a lot of money and I want it. I've been with Dexter for a long time and I know how to get him. He would have forgiven me if you didn't come back into the scene, but once you're out of the picture he'll be all mine again." She winked at me, her confid

The thought feels unfriendly in a situation like this when we are both desperate to have a way out. His fingers curl around my ankle, the palm of his hand pressing lightly against the arch of my foot. Unprecedented shivers rush through me, keeping me attached to him. Every touch of him is like a switch, igniting something raw inside me. "He's David's temporary replacement," Xavier says, his eyes scanning my injuries. "David's on vacation." "Huh?" I am pulled out of my daze at the interruption. "Oh...okay." He puts my foot down and stands up. "Will you be able to walk?"

The boyfriend noticed and his grip tightened on Xavier’s wrist. Xavier smiled sensing that his boyfriend was jealous, he leaned in closer and let his mouth linger on his ear before placing a quick peck to his ear, "You don't have to worry, babe. I'm not leaving you. Remember I can't stay apart from you." Xavier added before pulling away. "That's the reason, you accepted to date me, I can make you stable." Dylan sadly said. "Stop it." Xavier whispered, he was holding himself so bad from screaming at Dylan for always thinking of him as a jerk.

According to Victor, Brock got pulled into an emergency business call. He had instructed Victor to serve dinner without him. They were all seated at a long wood dining room table. The only light in the room was the chandelier above the table. They could see to eat, but Lexi couldn’t make out their surroundings. The first appetizer was a Caesar salad. The main course was duck a l’orange. Lexi never had duck before. She liked it, but it was a heavy dish.