Fanfiction Sterek Novels & Stories

Candy stood up, stripped off her tiny bikini top, and shoved her fake tits in my face. “Suck on them while my best friend drains your balls,” she ordered. I latched onto one hard nipple, sucking and biting while Sugar deep-throated me with loud, wet glucking sounds. After a few minutes they both knelt side by side, making out sloppily around the head of my cock. Their tongues swirled together, licking every inch, sharing my pre-cum like it was candy. The visual alone nearly made me blow. “You like watching two strippers worship your cock, baby?” Candy asked, looking up at me with spit-slick lips. “We’re gonna milk you dry tonight.”

****** Sam's stepfather shares her body with his friends. This story features reluctance and non-consent as well as sex between a stepfather and his daughter. It is rough and hard and deeply unrealistic. This is fiction and only fiction, every fictional character is over eighteen and it should be read as fantasy, entirely unrelated to anything remotely acceptable in the real world. Nothing about this is okay, but it is hot to read fictional characters experiencing it. Enjoy. ******

After so many days of indulging in sexual acts due to the estrus, I realized that Sterly's self-control seemed to have weakened a lot. He was no longer so hesitant to touch me, and at the moment, his pheromone was starting to leak out, too. I swallowed hard. My fingers trailed between us, finding his zipper, and I pulled it down. "Jared." He called again, his tone a bit hesitant. I captured his lips with mine, stopping his words. Sterly held my shoulders and stopped the kiss. His heterochromatic eyes searched mine, his lips parted, and his breathing was a bit too fast.

I felt my pussy contract at his words, grasping at something that wasn’t there yet I desperately craved. “Just focus on the stars, baby.” he licked up and down my neck while his fingers finally parted my folds, finding my clit. He rubbed the bundle of nerves until I shook. I stared up at the ceiling as shooting stars and comets zipped by. I felt myself getting close, as if I could join those heavenly bodies up in the sky.

Still, the man was already there, so she asked, “Thank you for the compliments, Sterling. Let’s order some food!” He ordered food, speaking in the same manner. The waiter was weirded out! And when they talked about his personal interests, Sterling said, “Sterling Van loves nature. Sterling loves to swim, to hike, and live in the outdoors.” Inner Devil: ‘Abort, Freya. ABORT!’ Inner Devil 2: ‘Freya, can you imagine if we were having sex with this guy? He’d be like, “Sterling loves your boobs. Sterling Van is coming inside you!” It’s like we’re having a threesome!’

Many people feel all stepmothers are evil, that is basically a stereotype, sometimes they are, but not all the time, it was because of this stereotype that Rhea just assumed that because Rhea was her stepmother, then she would be evil. Anyways, there is still more to come in the story, I still have quite a lot to write, don't get tired. A much deserved smut scene in the next chapter, so don't forget to comment and drop a review. Loads of love, Blessing.

He was kryptonite to my superpower. My pacing intensified as I burned through ideas while still trying to keep my growing frustration from leaking. Fuck!!! I could just get this over with and slay the fool. I knew that wouldn’t be possible. It was forbidden for a fairy to kill another fairy except under some special circumstance. This was a special circumstance but it wasn’t the type of situation that would give me the right to kill another fairy.

Not mockingly, but with the dry amusement of someone connecting dots only he could see. Vera blinked at him. “What’s funny?” He shook his head and leaned back slightly. “The Sterlings. Of course.” She stared. “You know them?” “Oh, everyone in our world knows the Sterlings. Especially the Donovans,” he said, eyes twinkling, though he didn’t elaborate. “They’ve always been a little… strategic, let’s say.” Vera’s brows furrowed. “So you think this isn’t just about… family?”

“Sharp-tongued. Maybe a little unhinged. But secretly lonely and is open to an emotionally oppressed boy who looks like he hasn't slept in days.” Kieran gave it a second to think about what he just heard. “So… you’re looking for your clone in a skirt format?” Tanaka pointed at Kieran with his index finger and nodded solemnly. “Exactly.” Annie smirked. “I have one friend who collects switchblades and writes stories about love between a man and a woman who are not destined to be together. Does that count?” Tanaka’s eyes lit up like someone had just handed him a live hand grenade and told him it was a love letter from an emo goth mommy. In all honesty this guy might be a masochist; I do not kno

"No! Stop it! Don't you dare touch her again!" "Next time, it will be her life I will come for, so choose your words carefully." "Cara." I blurted, biting my lips hard because I didn't want to say more, and groaning in pain because I had to say more. "I'm from the Silver Eye pack, but you are right, I'm not a wolf." He frowned in awe. "What on earth are you, then? A faceshifter? Does that still—" Styker dropped dead in front of me. I looked and saw his men dropping dead, too. Arrows lodged in their necks, all having an exit.