Edgy Oc Novels & Stories

Tyler P.O.V "Or we could try sensation play," I continued, picking up the flogger. "This isn't meant to really hurt. It's more about the sting, the warmth that spreads across your skin, the anticipation of not knowing where it'll land next." His breathing was getting faster. "We could try edging," I went on. "Bring you right to the edge of orgasm over and over without letting you come until you're begging, until you're so desperate you'd do anything I asked just for permission to finish."

On the way we hit traffic, while Gregory and Lanna were quite relaxed me and Acre were on edge, Acre was so bad his hand was on the door handle "Calm down guys it wont be long" Gregory said looking in the rearview mirror. As soon as the car stopped me and Acre lept out of the car ready to tear apart anyone who so much as looked at our mates wrong but as soon as I took a deep breath the sweet scent of the sun,sea,sand and icecream hits me causing me to stop in my tracks and from the looks of things Acre has caught the scent of his mate too.

Unknown P.O.V "That fucker almost broke my arm!" A very dirty-looking man cries hiss as he thinks about his encounter with one of the badass omegas he has ever met in his life. "Who did this?" the man sitting at the computer desk said after puffing out the smoke from his cigarette. He sounds boring as he looks at the man. He is sure about some badass Alpha kick his man ass.

I muttered quietly under my breath. I paused, watching the mother brush a lock of hair off the boy's forehead. "Probably not. They wouldn't be smiling like that if that were the case." A sudden, uncontrollable tremor started in my right hand. The motion traveled down into my fingers, making the plastic takeaway cup rattle against the cardboard holder in my lap. A few dark drops of coffee sloshed against the snap-on lid, seeping out around the drinking hole. Marcus caught the movement instantly. "Young master?"

The olde Alpha woman said to her husband who is now speeding his car, they are terrified after seeing the purple eye's girl who looks exactly like "Fuck I know Jane, fuck that Omega, and that old man's money. We are not going to come here again." The male alpha says he is driving as fast as he ca "We must inform others." The woman said. "She will kill all of us. I can't believe it. WHY DOES THE FCUK SHE LOOK LIKE OUR LATE Q....?" She IS about to finish her sentence when her husband stopped the car. The friction is so high that she nearly falls ove

I reply M - correction, your fiancé not boyfriend. I send 3 laughing emojis. You miss me??? I send again. M - Always, send me a picture. What kind of picture?? I reply back. Like this? I send again now attached with a selfie of my face smiling at the camera. M - fuck!!!! How did I get so lucky?? Almost moaned out loud from seeing your beautiful face. That makes smile and giggle, God I love this man. I send another selfie but now showcasing my breasts in the sexy black lingerie I’m wearing.

The television flickered again, and Hayden Oakley’s image replayed for what felt like the fiftieth time that hour. Eddie had changed channels multiple times trying to escape, but it seemed like he was trending because the news and gossip blogs cycle hadn’t stopped airing the moment he stepped out of that black SUV and walked into Oakley Corps without braces, assistance, or a single crutch. He sat forward on the couch, jaw tight, his rough hands balled into trembling fists. The hotel room smelled of cheap takeout and sweat, the air vibrating with his growing rage.

After a quick cleanup, Marcus positioned them on the couch. Ethan on his back, Marcus beside him, propped on one elbow. "Edging," Marcus explained, his hand already wrapping around Ethan's recovering cock, "is the practice of bringing someone right to the edge of orgasm, then stopping. Building them up again. Over and over. It makes the eventual orgasm incredibly intense. But more importantly, it teaches control. Discipline. The ability to hold back when your body is screaming for release."

No one was there to hear me. Edgar leaned closer, and before I could stop him, his lips crashed onto mine with an unforgiving force. I fought back, shoving at his chest with everything I had, but his strength far outmatched mine. Being an Omega without my wolf left me helpless. His hands roamed up my legs, relentless as he tried to part my lips, but I refused to give in. My defiance seemed to anger him, and with a frustrated growl, he tore at the top of my dress, exposing my shoulder.

"I thought it would be rude not to accept so I did." And he found a way to make it come handy too, Megan added in her head, suddenly finding herself impressed by the ingenuity of Ricardo's mind. Just then, Adolf's wings suddenly began to glow and he let out an, "Oh-oh!" "What does "Oh-oh!" mean exactly?" Ricardo looked at him. "EMP." They couldn't afford an EMP in that moment! Megan screamed in her head. A blast like that would surely attract attention to the team's presence, and it wouldn't even help their case all that much against the assailants still trying to kill them even then.