Freddy X Chica Novels & Stories

Summer suddenly raised her voice. Freddy merely let out a panicked, terrified scream.

Somehow, Freddy wasn’t that angry, he laughed quietly, it wasn’t a joyous laugh, from the look in his eyes, it was pure evil laughter. “You’re really a strong one for being conscious after receiving Hatake’s nab, it was meant to take you out instantly, but I’m happy you’re still conscious to hear me,” Freddy started, he took out another marijuana from his inner jacket pocket and lighted it up before he continued.

Freddy came dancing out of the bathroom in her robe, a towel wrapped tightly around her wet hair, moving across the room to a beat only she could hear. “Come on, come on, country bumpkin! Go get your shower and get your bumpkin on,” Freddy urged, clapping her hands together. “I don’t want to be late for this party! I wanna get there before all the cute guys are gone—or, worse yet, taken!”

And if they were camping they would not need money so that meant that… A little cry, broken by misery shattered the thoughts I was having as I followed it to see Zara crying close to the fire. I was there in an instant, down on my knees in the dirt next to her. Her face was grayish and smeared with dirt and tears. And her leg — oh, by the gods, it was bent in a bad way just below the ankle. "Freya," I said urgently. "What's happened? How did this happen?" Freya was still by the tree, but she’d wrapped her arms around herself. She looked small. So damn small. “She… she broke it,” she whispered, voice hoarse. “When we were running.”

Not cruelly though. "Relax, I've got you." She did, and it didn't hurt. He took his time, and when she had her first orgasm she genuinely didn't understand what was happening to her body for the first three seconds. Her belly flipped now, remembering nights with Jax that she didn't want to remember, and she hated every second of it. "Stay the fuck away from me," she hissed. "I'm not the same girl you used to control." Jax laughed softly, almost touching her cheek but stopping just short. "I can see that. I must have done something right. I unleashed this side of you. I'm excited to get to know it better… especially now that I work here."

Freya moaned out and her eyeballs were almost hiding over at her eyelids covering. She raised her head to the ceiling and was moaning softly as Xaden fucked her. It wasn't long before he turned her to face him and he grabbed her waist and made one of her legs to curve around his waist, then he inserted his dick into her pussy again. “Fuck! Fuck!” Freya moaned loudly as Xaden began to thrust into her at a faster pace. Her breasts were bouncing on her chest as he thrusted in and out of her and the water was also making slapping sounds at some point.

His eyes darkened so fast she felt heat rush straight through her. “I thought about that” he murmured. “So many times.” He leaned forward and kissed the inside of her thigh. Slow. Hot. Her breath hitched. He kissed higher. And higher. She let out a soft moan without meaning to. Freddy paused, looking up at her with a raw expression. “I love that sound.” He kissed her again, lips and tongue teasing her through her clothes until she arched her back. “Freddy please.” “Yes. Tell me.”

She whimpers in pleasure, moving her hips as I fuck her hard with my finger. Freya roars, sprinting up from the leaves and climbing onto my body. Her legs spread at my sides, her palms resting on my chest as she sits on my cock, letting me penetrate her. She is fucking slippery and the feeling of it is crazy. She rides hard and faster on my cock, taking it hungrily. My lips part in a gasp as she fucks me hard. I grip her butt and spank it a lot of times. She moans like crazy, her juice is all over my private.

She laughed as she flopped into her chair. “Freddie came by Kris. He was insistent that you call him.” I didn’t say how strange he was acting. That is something Kris needs to see for herself. Her smile turned to a scowl. Then she picks up her mobile, obviously texting him. As Freddie is not part of our pack, she can’t mind link him. Her phone then beeps, “He’s coming over.” Her eyebrows knitted together in confusion.

As an extra precaution, Stella Grace bought pepper spray and a stun gun and put them in her bag on her way to Frederick's villa. It took her an hour to get there. She entered the password, which was still Felicia Chuck's birthday. Ironic, wasn't it? The door opened and Stella walked in. Frederick Addington and the little fellow were sitting on the sofa watching cartoons. Stella was shocked when she saw the child. He looked like a mini version of her. He looked just like her when she was small.