Elle Brooke Rimming Novels & Stories

"My brother and my mother are waiting for you, and here you are having a cozy little dinner date with Mr. Quest." One of the friends gasped theatrically, as if this were breaking news and not a manufactured scene. "Wait, is this the guy from the pictures? The one from Rich&Unfiltered?" "The one and only wannabe," Brooke raised her eyebrow, not taking her eyes off Zoe. "Some people just cannot help themselves." She wagged a manicured finger, the same finger that had once threaded through Zoe's own during a funeral, the same hand that had signed her over to men who called her nothing at all.

“He must have forgotten to but I have an appointment.” The receptionist was kind but formal. I gave her my name, and within minutes, I was led to one of the upper-floor boardrooms. It was minimally designed, glass-walled, sunlit, and cold just like the house I was coming from. The woman I was meeting, Ms. Brina, was already there, reviewing something on a tablet. She looked up and gave me a polite smile, standing to shake my hand. “Mrs. Raymond,” she said smoothly. “Thank you for coming. Don informed me you'd be reaching out. Please, have a seat.”

Thorn is not a kid anymore, he is much taller than me even though my age is two years ahead of him. “Honey!” It was Roger. He almost ran just to hug Brook. Brook looks radiant in her dainty brown curly hair. She’s quite petite and small. Karen approached them and gave Brook a peck on her cheek, then she introduced William to them, and lastly me. “You are so beautiful, Alayna.” It was Brook, she came closer to me and pulled me in an embrace. “Indeed, beautiful.” It was Thorn. He was smiling all ears as I shifted my gaze at him.

he cut me off, " you're glowing " That got me into a full-on run to the forest with him on my heels. We got back to the place we found eight years ago. It's still the same. It's a wide-open place with a lake in the center. My brother is the only one who knows all my secrets and I know his. I ran into the lake not bothering to slow my steps, I didn't stop until the water was chest high. I was glowing like a freaking glow stick.

“Where is Boris?” Brooke, playing her part perfectly, responded smoothly. “He’s finishing up a perimeter check. He’ll be here soon.” She held out a glass of whiskey with an easy smile. “Have a drink while you wait.” A few moments later, the soft creak of the kitchen door signaled Brooke’s return. She met Raven’s gaze and gave a subtle nod, confirmation that the wolfsbane had been given. Damien leaned in close, his lips brushing against Raven’s ear. His voice was barely above a whisper, but it carried a dangerous edge. “It’s time.”

Marla's grunts let Brooke know when enough was enough. "Brooke!" Libra gasped. "You are fucking my sister's ass with Cáel dick." "I am, aren't I?" Brooke seemed surprised with herself. "Feels great Brooke," Marla sniggered. "Keep it up. Ram that big cock in me." Three more strokes and Brooke's hand would no longer fit between Marla's tailbone and my pelvis. She sat back on her haunches, somewhat disappointed her role had come to an end.

she questioned, her gaze sharp. Brooke tensed slightly before forcing a laugh. “The guy’s a ghost, Aliya. As much as I’d kill to see someone like him, I hate to say—I haven’t.” She tried to sound convincing. “I mean, listen to the name Liam. Doesn’t it just sound muscular?” she quipped, nudging Aliya playfully. For the first time tonight, Aliya laughed. “See? You agree with me,” Brooke chuckled. “I think he should look like Nick.”

Brooke threatened and I rolled my eyes. "I don't want to stay, ok? You can keep the old man all to yourself. Although I doubt he will be yours alone. You seem to be sharing with the witch." "I'm going to get rid of her soon," Brooke hissed. "No one is going to stand in my way this time. I will get what I want." Soon, we walked out into a clearing. There was a rock, and a door was etched onto that huge rock. "This is the dungeon..." Brooke said. "I had to bribe someone to show me this place today. Find your mother and get out of my sight. If you're caught, don't mention me."

Lily said with a small smirk. Brooke placed her hands on her hips and nodded. Her arm that Rogue had recently healed and she was grateful that she no longer had to wear the cast. "I am, when it comes to family. And you're going to be a damn good auntie to my child. I won't take no for an answer." Lily smiled slightly. "They're coming," she said suddenly, hearing movement in the woods. "Oh gosh," Brooke whispered and her eyes darted back and forth through the trees. She gasped when she saw him. He looked tensed, prepared, ready for a fight. She barely even glanced at Greyson who was beside him.

Tom laced his fingers with Brooke's hand as they sat around with a ring of people. One man sat telling a story of the how he battled a giant cockroach in a tunnel beneath the base one day. It was hard to tell if it was completely made up or had a little basis in truth. Brooke leaned over to him. "Are you ready?" She whispered. He squeezed her hand. "Of course." "Els got us a good spot. Nice and quiet. Well, not for long," she purred.