Don't Moan My Name Novels & Stories

“What’s your name, sweetheart?” Matteo turned slowly, giving a polite, tired smile. “Mop,” he said. “What?” “That’s my name. Mop. Now let go, sir.” The man laughed, wheezing. “Sassy little thing, aren’t you?” He tugged Matteo closer. Matteo’s heart skipped, but he didn’t show it. He looked calm—annoyed, but calm. “Seriously, you don’t wanna do this.” “Oh? And why’s that?”

It looked like he hadn't slept in days. "Beta Chris, are you looking for my brother?" "Why didn't you answer my calls?" We spoke in unison. Hearing the frustration and anger in his tone, I composed myself and smiled lightly. "My phone was off, so I didn't notice. What do you need from me? Oh, right. I just remembered—we still haven't set a date to sever our mate bond." "Fiora, how long are you going to keep being angry with me?"

I moaned softly, throwing my head backwards. * * *

Then she looked up and looked around. And she saw Ling Jing and Louise, who were also a little confused there. Then she looked back at Henry. Henry was staring straight at her. Monique's face suddenly turned red. Who's Mo Mo? Was it disgusting? How shameless! "When I'm staying with him alone, I will definitely scold at him!" "But there were so many people here, and he had just saved me." "Forget it! Forget it!" "The nick name of Mo Mo is just ok for me."

Whenever she moaned loudly all I could think about was how Amara would scream my name. Seeing her moan my name felt like nothing. It was just a mere word but I don't know why I want to hear Amara moaning my name out loud. Even whenever she calls my name it would sound so endearing and so nice. My wolf would howl in excitement whenever she called my name like it meant something. Like it was more than just letters conveniently put together for the sake of giving me an identity. But hearing someone else moaning my name was just so plain, so numb. It did not have any kind of sparks that I always used to feel when Amara just merely whispered it.

I don't have time for rubbish. I lost my voice immediately. 'Girls of these days don't have patience. All these stupid patience. If you don't take care, you'll just loose that pretty girl. What's her name again.........?' 'MOJI!!! We heard mom's voice from the main house. Moji rolled her eyes. 'Moji!!' 'Ma' She answered grumpily. 'This woman won't just allow me to rest. Moji Moji Moji everytime. Don't worry broda mi, we'll continue next time.'

He groaned. "Annoying is my middle name actually."

I couldn’t hold my moans anymore, “MMMMManny..!” “MMManny..!” “Mmmmm..! Mannyyy..!” I moan over and over uncontrollably. “I can’t hear you baby. What’s. My. Name?!” Fuck.. fuck!! God this is amazing!! He’s grinding into me with such force. That I lose my grip on his neck. Clawing him trying to find something to hold. I eventually find his forearms gripping them for dear life. Moaning loudly, as we went at each other viciously! OMG! Stick a fork in me. Bitch, I’m done!!