Fast Paced Novels & Stories

But calculating too fast to stay passive. Ready for the next move.

Pulsating. Gathering speed.

I push the panic down and try so hard to concentrate on the feel of his hand in mine. Suddenly Peony claps her hands together and does a small squeal making us jump. My heart is racing. I got such a fright, Clayton let out a small laugh. The thick deep sound sends a shiver of pleasure running through me and my wolf purrs loud enough for everyone to hear, a rose blush coats my face as everyone laughs.

Zack called, trying to catch up. Emily quickened her pace, realizing Zack was chasing her. The anxiety pushed her to run faster, trying to evade Zack’s pursuit. Each beat of her heart felt increasingly rapid, and she was determined not to let Zack get closer.

I hold my breath as he brakes hard and sharply turns, the car protesting under the strain On the straight road, Jace’s Porsche zooms past us with ease, way faster than our car. Mason hits the gas, and I’m thrown back into the seat. He swerves left and right, looking for an opening to overtake, but every time, Jace blocks him. "You’re going to kill us!" I yell at Mason, who\s focused on Jace’s car.

Fury burned through my eyes. I was hoping for her to hear her say something, but she didn't. She looked right into my eyes as if searching for something I wasn't sure of. However, when she leaned closer to me, her ment breath fans my face, all I wanted to do was to run my fingers on her smooth cheeks and lips, but then I do not know how she was going to feel if I did all that. Riley was a difficult woman; different from other Werewolves that I have seen. Molding my fist tightly, I waited wondering what she was going to do next when she leaned against me and pressed her lips on me.

I pleaded and the look I gave him made him continue the stroke slowly and gently, I wanted him to go faster, I whispered in his ear “Faster.” “You’re so tight.” He said. And like I’d unlocked a whole new level with my demand, Connor increased his pace, pounding into me letting my eyes roll in uncontrollable pleasure. I didn’t think I would ever get to moan loudly but, I did and didn’t care if anyone else in the house heard us.

"Angry…" "Road rage, honey." Juicy talked out loud when she drove, complaining that people were trying to run her off the road, or were tailgating her just because they were a little closer than she liked. Sometimes she sped up so as to not allow a driver to merge ahead of her just because they looked like they had an attitude.

Mark's eyes twitched as a playful smile came to his lips. "No! I want it! I want it so much that you are making me crazy to have you faster! I like it every single action which you did to my body! so please don't stop! And do it faster! I want you to be faster because now this slow-motion killing me!" She blurted out feeling too horny.

Ace's long fingers cuffed the back of my neck to hold me in place while his other hand skimmed over the waistband of my tights, "Not going to take my time with you. This is going to be hard and fast baby." "Why?" I groaned, wanting to feel him on every inch of my body. At the same time, I was willing to take whatever scraps I could get. "Because, I want to fuck you, not make love to you," he growled irritatedly, tightening his hold on my neck, "now, are you going to let me fuck you or what?" I released a shaky breath and clutched the wall until my knuckles turned white, "Yeah, I'm going to let you fuck me."