Doc Martin Fanfiction Rated M Novels & Stories

Damien reached under and rubbed my cum-slick clit viciously. “Tell Marcus how much you love it,” he ordered, yanking my head up by the hair. “Tell him you’re nothing but a filthy breeding toy for your best friend’s daddy.” “I love it,” I sobbed, voice hoarse. “I’m daddy’s cumslut… I let him breed me… please… more…” Marcus groaned low, finally palming his cock through his slacks as he watched Damien rail me mercilessly. The guard’s eyes were glued to where we were joined, watching cum froth and spray with every savage thrust.

The silence that followed was heavy. Martin leaned against the wall, panting, looking at the mess he had made. The wall was literally painted with semen. Dripping in thick strands down to the baseboard. On the other side, Sabrina was still breathing heavily. He heard her laugh softly, satisfied, almost as if she knew he was there. Martin smiled in the dark, his still semi-hard cock dripping. "This plaster wall is going to drive me crazy…" he murmured. He ran his hand along the wall, smearing his fingers with his own cum, and brought it to his mouth, licking a little.

Erm little warning, this is an 18+ rated chapter. You can skip it if you're not comfortable with it. ************************************************************ Luna Taylor's POV Branches whipped against my arms as I ran. I didn't care. I just needed to run from the monster who dared to call himself my mate. "Stop fucking running." Dante's voice echoed through the forest behind me. I pushed harder. The mate bond pulsed inside me like a second heartbeat, tugging me backward no matter how fiercely I fought it.

My heart pounded against my chest as I waited for the owners of the footsteps to show up. And when they did, my mouth hung open and a gasp escaped from my mouth. This. . . The man in the middle. The smell comes from him! "Daddy," I heard Amaris purr inside my mind. His jet-black eyes stared at me with no emotions at all, and he opened his red lips to say something. What he said to me shook my entire core, "Mate." -----

Felicia asked him slowly, feeling her heart race. "Do you plan to rape me? Martin, please leave, or I will scream now! Ma!" Felicia tried to scream. "Don't! I'm sure I won't be the only one to blame here. You can explain whatever you like to my mom, but she won't believe you," Martin curtly replied. "Liar," Felicia burst into sobs, and Martin felt his heart twist. "I am not forcing myself on you, Felicia; I just want you to know that I don't see you as my sister. I want you, and I plan to marry you."

"Yeah… it’s Martin. He’s dating Diana. You know… that cutesy little thing you’ve got on your shoulder." I groaned, squirming just a bit, trying to wiggle free, but Ricochet’s grip was holding me firmly in place. "Right…" he muttered, as his fingers sneaked a stroke up my thigh, making every ounce of resistance drain from me. "Well… it’s nice to finally… meet you," he added, those words were definitely meant for Martin. "Maybe you should put her down," Martin said calmly, stepping closer. His gaze flickered to mine, silently asking if I needed rescue. "Clearly… she doesn’t like being held like that."

Martin had been through, he owed it to them to deal with the problem. He pulled up his email on his phone, and through an encrypted link he sent the photos to Royce. That would give the professor a bit of peace now that he was to be a married man and likely soon a father. Dimitri smiled a little, but there was an ache in his chest that he couldn't seem to fix. After being with Ms. Martin that night at the Black Diamond Bar, he'd glimpsed the way she'd looked at Royce, with so much love and hunger that Dimitri had been jealous. Not because he'd wanted to come between themhe hadn't. But he'd wanted what Royce had. That intense bond with another person. He'd likely never find it, not with the w

"You don't get it. Dante never marks his women. He's always teased us whenever we've gotten even the slightest bit possessive with our partners. I'm just enjoying how the tables have turned." "To be fair," said Victor, pausing in the demolishing of his cereal, "it's a little different since he mated her." Oswald looked about to say something but was distracted by the entrance of Bolt Martin, Ryan Dwayne and Dante. Ryan acknowledged her with a grunt, Bolt with a teeny nod, and Dante with a fierce scowl. "Yes it is a fabulous morning and yes, I did have an amazing sleep, thank you," she said to them sweetly.

Marcus said patting Damien's head and he glared at him. "How is your girlfriend?" Marcus asked. "She is fine and when we you get a girlfriend?" Damien replied. "Look who is talking, well there is this girl that I met today at the mall, gosh I fell in love with her at first sight" Martin muttered. "Really" "Yeah she is so beautiful and I just like her" Martin smiled. "Wow that's good, did you get her number?" Damien asked. "Yes I did.." They were still talking when a knock came on the door.

As Dante gathered the remaining food in his hand he offered Mj the other and as she slipped her hand into his Billy spoke up again, “what will you be doing assassin, what if we need you?” Mj exhaled, feeling deflated and Dante squeezed her fingers grinning, “I will be making sweet passionate love to my mate for the next three days and proving things to her I don't owe any of you an explanation for.” Dante did not wait for any of them to respond; he bent down and hauled his mate off her feet in a fireman style carry. Mj squealed as her world went topsy turvy and Dante settled her hips against his shoulder with one strong arm securely around the back of her knees to keep her from sliding down