Frantic Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"We’ve known about your little game from the start. And now, it’s our turn to play." Without any warning, he thrust into her. The sudden intrusion made her scream as he buried himself to the hilt. The sound of him sliding into her was filthy, and Bianca felt her body stretched to its absolute limit as Damien and Julian fucked her at the same time. "Fuck, you’re such a greedy little slut," Julian muttered. His hands replaced Damien's on her hips, gripping her tightly as he pounded into her. "Taking us both like this. You love it, don’t you?"

she moaned, shoving a third finger in, stretching herself to the limit, feeling the orgasm approaching. In the fantasy, Atlas flipped her onto all fours, slamming everything in at once, pounding hard, calling her “my greedy bitch.” Anya sped up her fingers, the room echoing with her moans and the wet sounds of furious masturbation. “Cum inside me… fill me with hot cum,” she begged the air, and then the climax came, explosive, her body convulsing as she squirted onto the sheets, fingers buried deep, the pleasure leaving her trembling and breathless.

Shh, don't tell Wyatt or the others I said that. "Okay, but I swear if we don't get to finish, I'm going to turn into something vicious and start attacking anyone I see. I need my release, and anyone stopping me is asking for trouble." Hot damn. When he looks fierce like that, I want to pull him into a corner and tell him to release that energy on me. I want it rough and hard right now. Stop panting, Jessi; you're acting like the pups, AKA male lycans when they see a woman. Stop thinking about what it would feel like to have all Wyatt's frustration taken out on you when he slams you against the wall and sticks his penis in you so hard and fast you can't catch your breath. Someone call the do

The sound was raw, primal—the wet collision of skin, the heavy creak of the expensive bed, and our synchronized, ragged breathing. The flapping sound echoed every edge in this room, like how fast it was to hear. "Gosh, Adrian!!" I screamed, the word torn from my lungs as he pushed me over the edge of control. He drove into me harder, faster, his hands gripping my hips, lifting me to meet the brutal, beautiful force of his need. "Take it all, Elara! Say my name! Say it!" “ AHHH~~ Fvck!Fvck!Fvck! Ohhhhhh~~ MOre”

he said. We just stood there in silence and the silence was really uncomfortable. "Seriously...what are you doing here anyway? Don't you have a pack to run? You should really be focusing on that instead of wasting your time here,"I said when I could not stand the uncomfortable silence anymore. "The pack can wait. My fiance is in a bad mood. She was also raped and she's been having....dreams because of that..I able to make sure that she's fine before I leave " he said.

That caught his attention for sure. Sharon was one of the weird people too. She loved anything that had something to do with BL fanfiction. Liam had previously learned what that was from a conversation they had when Sharon was doing her daily life snooping. To say she was excited when she found out Liam was gay would be an understatement. She always exaggerates everything, but who was he to judge? “There’s this nightclub called Blood Bank. I heard there were vampires there. It's where kinky things go down.” Becky looked at Sharon questionly. “Yeah right, that's just a rumor.”

My dearest fiance, Of course, I would have it built for you. This is to be your home and I remember how fond of swimming and riding you are and I wish to make you happy. It is quite alright that you have been distant, you had a lot happening. As for your behavior, you thought you were in love. My only hope is that once you get to know me, you will come to love me, and hopefully, I can make you forget about him. You will always hear from me as long as that is what you want. Your Francis

Even so, the Russian thought it wise to let sleeping dogs lie and was doing her best to continue on as if nothing ever happened. “Come on, don’t cry,” Fiana coaxed. “I hate it when you cry.” She wiped her lover’s tears with her sleeve. “Awe honey. I know it’s been rough lately. I took longer than normal to get my act together and you don’t need to tell me what a bear I’ve been. I know how bad I was. It’s just... this... this one was extra tough. I mean writing about men and their fantasies. What the fuck do I know about that? What kind of an assignment was that anyway? Who the fuck cares about their fantasies? It was an ass kicker for me and I know I took it out on you. I know I did and... a

he begged and I nodded I don't know what he really want to say. He came closer to me and sat on my bed.. "please promise me"he begged again Like seriously!! "OK since you don't trust me let's make a deal, if I get mad you'll slap me back to earth"i said "slap you? "he asked "yeah slap me"i said "hmm, deal"he said "talk already "I yelled This is not me, am really changing all because of Jace. "I would first like to apologize for making you pass through all this headache "he paused

His fingers moved faster, dipping lower to tease my entrance before returning to my clit, driving me higher and higher with merciless precision. “So fucking wet for me already,” he murmured against my mouth, voice thick with dark satisfaction. “My perfect, loyal fan… dripping just from my touch. You’ve been fantasizing about this for years, haven’t you? About me fingering you backstage like a desperate little slut for your idol.”