Dirty Fanfiction Nash Grier นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Walking forward, she whispered to him, "Nathan will never listen to you." Nixer was silent for a moment, just observing her pretty face closely. "Oh, Raya. You hold the same fire in your eyes…" he mumbled. "Beware! This fire may burn you…" she advised him. "But, my darling. I am already burnt as a log." he winked in her direction when she remained silent but Griffin yelled, "Aye! Traitor! Mind your words." Nixer let out a low chuckle to speak, "Still a little pet to our Princess, Griffin?"

Nash said. "It's fine. We all know you were out chasing girls." Griffin lounged on the couch, one leg crossed over the other. Nash looked at Griffin, speechless. Nash rushed to explain. "Sharon and I aren't…" "Relax. Nobody's judging. So, how far have you gotten? Kissed yet?" Griffin teased. Nash almost choked. "I haven't!" "You haven't even kissed her? That's way too slow. Want me to teach you a few tricks? I guarantee you'll be holding the girl by tonight."

Juliana insists, “and he’ll see that. He probably just needs some time to calm down.” “I hope you’re right.” I look out the windows, and I can see Nash, just a tiny miniature speck out in the distance. He must be taking a long walk. “What did she say?” Greyson asks through a mouthful of bacon. “Uhh, she told me that Nash cheated on her, and that he was in on the plot against Amanda.” Greyson snorts with laughter. “Nash? A cheater? That boy was head over heels for her.”

I 'giggle' and blush hard. "Yes daddy." I say trying to sound like I was moaning. I start to grind for real and it honestly feels good. "Fuck,babygirl. Just like that." He grunts. (A/n: now I know what y'all are thinking. Why can't I just make them pretend to do it without actually doing it. I have my reasons and that is that the book is kinda dry so wanna spice it up a bit.) "Daddy, I'm close." I moan actually being close to my climax.

Those eyes studied Elijah now with an intensity that made the wolf bristle. "They are saying you smell different," Darius continued. "Distracted. Volatile." Elijah signed the contract without reading the last paragraph. "I am fine." "You are lying." Elijah set down his pen and finally met his Beta's gaze. "What do you want me to say?" "The truth would be a start." The wolf snarled. Elijah felt his eyes shift, just a flash of silver, before he forced control back into place. Darius straightened. His nostrils flared. "There. That. You have not been this close to the surface since—"

I squeezed my thighs together hard, trying not to moan out loud. Daniel Green. Son of the billionaire who owns Green Corporate, one of New York’s top marketing firms. Fresh out of college, and everyone knew he was about to take over from his dad. I was damn lucky to score this internship, and usually I killed it. Focused. Professional. But then there’s always a guy who ruins everything. And yeah, women will straight-up die for dick. I am guilty for that.

My fingers hover over my contacts before settling on a name. Grant Fischer. Senior financial analyst at Carter Industries. Smart. Efficient. And, most importantly—corruptible. I type out a message. “Get me the updated Cartersville Tech financial documents.” I hit send, then lean back in my chair, staring at the ceiling. Nathan made a mistake. A big one. And I’m going to make damn sure he pays for it. The whiskey glass sits empty on my desk, a silent reminder of how little it’s done to calm my nerves. I stand, pacing the room, my mind racing.

My hands scrabbled to find purchase on his chest and I felt the hard muscle flex beneath his shirt. Nash broke away just enough to stare into my eyes, his blue gaze blazing. “You look like a fantasy baby, temptation incarnate.” he snarled, his thumb brushing my cheek gently, so at odds with his intense look. “All wrapped up in that lace, waiting for me like a good little slut.” A hot blush flooded my cheeks, but I couldn’t look away. You would think by now I would be used to how dirty he spoke during sex but it still affected me. Every. Single. Time.

His voice was cold, yet there was a threat in his words, as if he were warning me to think before speaking, but he doesn't know how desperate I am to take my revenge. "I will become your personal whore. You both can use me for your pleasure in bed." My words had barely left my lips when a hard slap cracked across my cheek, sending me crashing to the ground. The metallic taste of blood filled my mouth. I touched my throbbing cheek and looked at Nash with widened eyes. He was breathing heavily, and his eyes were switching colors from blue to golden, showing his wolf on the surface. He was having a hard time controlling his anger. "Nash," Daniel growled and pulled him away from me. "What are yo

The oppressive purple light vanished. I wasn't in the Deadlands anymore. I was back in the Silver Creek Pack House. I was on the floor of the Alpha’s study. Nash was towering over me, his eyes filled with a hatred that burned like ice. You’re a liar, he had said. You’re a parasite. "You... you're not real," Nash snarled, his face contorting in a mask of agony and confusion. He yanked me forward, dragging me down toward him. "You're a trick! A glamour!"