Doc Martin Fanfiction Rated M Novels & Stories

Martin said as he wiped at a tear that was starting to form from the corner of his eye. Nick turned his back to them. “She was your lover. You do whatever you think needs to be done but make it quick. That weasel will be back soon.” Martin gently inspected Vanessa’s abused body with his hands. When he reached inside of her, he could feel the flesh was torn and rough instead of smooth and silken. He wiped the blood from his fingers onto her inner thigh when he pulled them from inside of her. It was getting harder and harder to maintain composure as he realized just how badly she’d been used. Knowing he needed to make it look authentic, he pulled his manhood from his pants and positione

So could I. “So, how many males did you date in college?” I looked up and gaped at him. Although it was a casual question, I could sense the intense jealousy and possessiveness coursing through his body. “None. I concentrated only on my studies. I’m sure you would have felt the pain if I were with someone. That’s how the mate bond works, right?” He nodded, believing me. “Then did you feel pain when Dimitra abused me?” I shook my head slowly since I was as baffled as he was.

Peter glared. Damon pulls Martin's shirt while grabbing his attention. "Do you have anything for me?" Damon made a gesture. "Oh yes, I brought a toy gun. If you grab that gun, then you really look like a detective, Young Master. " Martin said, pulling out the toy gun from his bag. Damon grabs the gun while scanning his outfit. It is totally shining. "Buahaahaa!" Damon laughs devilishly while shooting Martin. "Omg, I’m dead." Martin falls down.

Dante lets my nipple pop out of his mouth, grazing it with his teeth as he does so. "Did he, Ash?" "N-no," I manage to say. I'm not sure how I'm forming any words at all. "That sounds like a very, very bad man," he says, running his hands down my sides. "And a very stupid one, to mishandle a body like this. Men like that shouldn't be allowed to touch you." I don't disagree. In fact, I never saw that particular fellow again after that night. "Tell me," Dante continues, his lips brushing against the upper slope of my breast, "did he give any other parts of you adequate attention?"

If Stefano got the information that he needed and nothing was amiss then he would be able to rest. Valerie's mind wandered to Dracaryx, whenever he was around Dracaryx, Valerie couldn't keep his hands to himself and Dracaryx that fiend loved it. And the bond which had throbbed painfully had stopped doing so since he reunited with Dracaryx. Valerie did not fully understand the whole fated mate thing but he had a long time to figure it out, it wasn't like he was dying anytime soon, it scared Valerie that eventually all his loved ones, Dante, Geremia, his men in the guild would die and he would still remain here. At least he would have Dracaryx to keep him company, he thought to himself. A WEEK

“Oh, I see...Well, what do we do?” “Ah...shit...I don’t know.” “Damn, I was hoping to slide this in you.” “Me too, more than you know,” Marti panted. Just then, her face lit up. “What’s up?” “You could always stick your cock in my ass.” “Really?” my mouth was salivating immediately. “Sure. That is, of course, that you’d like it.” “Like it? I’d love it!” “I thought so,” she replied slyly.

His eyes were fixed on some point beyond my shoulder, his expression hard. The silence was oppressive. I felt like I was drowning, suffocating under the pressure of the crowd's disapproval. And then, a voice spoke up. It was the voice of my Malakai’s father, the former Alpha of Eclipse Pack. His words were like a knife. "This is what happens when you mate with an omega," he sneered. "This is what happens when you compromise on strength and courage." I felt a sting of tears, but I refused to let them fall. I stood tall, my head held high.

Mate—my mate. He hardened against me, and I groaned into his mouth. The sound snapped whatever leash he’d had on himself, and Drake scooped me up in a smooth movement before laying me flat on the table—amongst and on top of all the food. He deepened the kiss, and I wrapped my legs around his back, hooking him closer. He tore his lips from my mouth, and I balked in protest. I tried to pull him back, but he resisted. “You need to eat.”

He came closer to me but I scurried back until I hit my back against the wall. "Don't come any closer, stay away from me." I raised my hands in surrender. He whimpered and it was almost as if he was sad that I refused him. Something pricked my heart that I made him sad. He turned around and left or so I thought. As I raised myself from the ground, I saw his silhouette and his scent hit me so hard that I almost stumbled and fell, fresh pine and mint. Fuck my life, of all the times and places I could meet my mate, it had to be in a dark alley surrounded by mauled bodies. I took a step forward and locked eyes with the clearest pair of blue eyes I have ever seen, my heart skipped a beat as I saw

I moaned his name when he took my hard nipple into his hot mouth and sucked. My body craved more, my wolf ecstatic on cloud nine. I knew I'd regret this moment when it was over, but I couldn't stop myself. I surrendered to yet another mate, feeling like a little slut. I gasped when Demetrius entered me, uniting us as one and sealing the mating process. There was no turning back now.