Female Supremacy Stories Novels & Stories

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The idea of the final freaked her out and she was losing her confidence big time. Towards the end of the season, Nora and Stefanie had called a truce. But now we'd made the final, the truce seemed to disintegrate. I could hear them shouting from the other end of the park. "What? What did you say? Say it to my face!" Nora sneered. "It's a fact. I'm in another league," Stefanie retorted back. "Let's think - who scored more homeruns than you?" said Nora, pretending to think. "Oh! It's me! Not Stefanie 'in another league' Jenkins!"

Remember why this matters. "Two years ago, I testified at conspiracy trials about systematic abuse of omegas across supernatural communities. Experimentation. Forced breeding programs. Complete denial of autonomy and basic rights." My voice is steady despite the nerves. "Those abuses weren't anomalies. They were logical extensions of systems that treated omegas as property rather than people."

he'd asked, his piercing gaze never leaving her face through the video call. "Because I'm tired of vanilla," Serah had answered honestly. "I'm tired of men who are afraid to really take control. Who treat me like I'm fragile. I want to be pushed. I want to be used. I want to know what it feels like to be thoroughly, completely claimed by men who know exactly what they're doing." "You understand that for twenty-four hours, you belong to us? That we'll use your body however we want within the agreed limits?" "Yes."

“You think you are better? Show me how you break.” Tatum’s hips bucked. Her toned physique glistened with sweat. Sloane worked faster, mouth sealed around her clit while fingers thrust harder. Emotions surged in Sloane. This felt like more than sex. It felt powerful. Tatum cried out as the orgasm built. Suddenly she squirted for the first time, juices soaking Sloane’s chin and the turf beneath them. Tatum shook violently, a loud gasp escaping her lips. “Fuck, Sloane. What did you do to me?”

Well, I would just tell him everything and have him leave me alone. “I'm addicted to s*x Ryan…” I said, my tone flat. “I know that.” he wouldn't let me finish and interrupted. Gosh. How do I add the fact that I loved different d!ck too? “And I like doing it with different men. I wouldn't stay faithful to you.” I finally added. He was quiet for some moments. Then sighed. “We can fix that too,” he said and my eyes fluttered at him. “I’ll give you every style you want me to Ella. Let's give it a try. You can't continue like this forever. Your addiction needs to be conquered. One day your mummy will find out about this life you're living and you wouldn't be proud of it.”

I had hoped that love could overcome ambition. That weekend, Sienna came to Marcus's apartment, and they didn't leave bed for most of the day. It was a marathon of sex and conversation, of exploration and discovery. She showed him exactly how much pressure she liked on her clit while he was inside her. He discovered that if he held her hair tight while she went down on him, she came from that alone, the submission and control mixing into something intoxicating. They talked between sessions, lying tangled together in his sheets. "Tell me about her," Sienna said, her fingers drawing patterns on his chest. "The ex-fiancée."

Liam ordered the group. We all parted from Veronica, leaving her and two other girls that she was going to share this kill with. I licked my lips in anticipation. My beast wanted to laugh. How could we be intimidated by a female who couldn't even take down her own bear? It was funny. She wasn't worthy for our male. As much as she wanted to think she was good enough for him, my beast and I both knew she wasn't. Her mate would be at her level when she finally met him.

She sat on Jax’s lap, pushing her round, soft ass against his hard dick, while Marcus and Leo pushed in from the sides. She was sandwiched between them, feeling their hot breath and strong hands all over her. Marcus grabbed one of her heavy breasts and started to suck on the hard tip, while Leo bit her neck and Jax gripped her thick thighs. Layla was soaking wet, her pussy dripping juice onto Jax’s pants. Jax didn't wait; he pulled her dress up, guided his thick, hot dick to her opening, and shoved inside her from behind. Layla let out a loud, raw scream as he stretched her tight walls, filling her up completely. While Jax slammed into her from behind with a loud, wet thud, Marcus unzipped h

She's never yelled like this before. “Why are you bothered about this?” Sam asked, looking at them. He turned to look at me then walked over to the cabinet. “You wanna know what we've been doing?” He asked as he picked the lube up. He turned to face them and in one swift movement,he dropped his shorts. His cock bounced out freely and I saw Mom's eyes grow wider. “What are you doing!” I snapped at him. I suddenly felt pressed,my palms became sweaty too. “I just wanna show them what it feels like to fuck as step siblings.” Sam walked up to me,but I couldn't concentrate because I felt so vulnerable.