Gabe Unspeakable Novels & Stories

His slimy tongue running up and down my neck as he groaned and ground his erection into my hip. “Get away from me! Get your hands off of me.” He’d bit down on my neck and I’d twisted just enough to be able to raise my knee, but the blow lacked strength. He’d still grunted and before anything else could happen, the elevator dinged and the doors slid open. Terrified, I’d stood there as Aaron and Kaleb took in the scene. "Do you even care? Are you even listening?" Bryan's booming voice brought me back to the present and I forced myself to speak.

Now I'm just suffering the consequences. "Sorry about that." Demetrius said once he finished speaking to the man. "How's the food?" He asked smiling, he rarely did smile, so it was nice to see him look a little less angry with the world. "It's great." I coughed uncontrollably as Demetrius suddenly began to bite his lip. I couldn't muster up the will to say anymore, I haven't had sex in a long time and my hormones were at an all time high. This one action proved fatal as it caused any arousal I had managed to suppress, resurface.

DAHLIA Poor Judah, she thought to herself as she bathed in the natural pool, watching as the Gamma wolf gathered wood for the fire; he had a stupid grin plastered to his face and was walking a little funny; after the seventh time they'd fucked his left nut had disappeared completely, riding so far up into his body, she wondered if it was lodged in his throat, his voice was certainly deeper.

And just like that, the fireworks exploded inside me, accompanied by what I could only describe as an animalistic growl. My hand slumped away in exhaustion….and my face? I couldn’t help the tiny grin that spread across it. That was….it was good. But here’s the thing about post nut clarity, it snaps you back to reality at once. And my reality was, I had a fiancé waiting for me at our launch table. Oh No!! The guilt hit me as I scrambled to fix my clothes properly before bolting out of the stall. Who the hell abandons their fiancée to masturbate in a public restroom?

My breath was coming in short, ragged gasps. I pulled out my phone, my fingers flying across the screen with a practiced, shameful familiarity. I opened a hidden browser tab, searching for something raw, something heavy with explicit, overwhelming desire, scenes of women being held tightly, consumed, and devoured by men who couldn't keep their hands off them. The audio filled the quiet guest room. The heavy breathing, the friction of skin against skin, the low moans of a woman being thoroughly wanted. Closing my eyes, I arched my back against the mattress and slid my hand down past the waistband of my underwear. My fingers were shaking, but as soon as I touched myself, a soft, pathetic sob e

Another sister covers her mouth. “Such great sin…” one says, looking at me now. Eyes, all eyes are on me. They are not looking away neither do they hide how shocked and disappointed they look. The sound gets even louder, echoing immensely. Then the words follow after— {Please, Luciano,” I hear myself beg through the speakers. Everyone hears it too.} {“Please, what?”} {“Please, fuck me”} Oh goodness gracious! Someone help me. Please stop this.

Shawn pulled out his phone again and opened our chat window. For a moment, I felt a flicker of hope. Jenna’s face turned pale. Her eyes reddened as if she was about to cry. However, Shawn simply blacklisted my number. It felt like I had been thrown into an icy abyss. I was trembling. Shawn said, “There. Now she won’t bother us anymore.” Jenna’s expression brightened. She quickly leaned her head against Shawn’s shoulder and spoke in a soft and delicate voice.

"Shut up, shut up." "Honestly Kris, I don't know how you kept me here this long. I don't think I could have survived with you much longer, let alone marry you." "Shut the fuck up!" I bolt upright in my bed, clawing at my chest and gasping for air, my heart nearly beating through my chest. My sheets are drenched in sweat and my pillows are knocked onto the floor. I throw the blankets off of my shaking body and run into the bathroom, vomiting into the toilet. I lift myself up and flush, dropping the lid with a loud thud. I wipe my mouth on the back of my hand, sitting down on the cold tile floor, I lean against the wall and attempt to stabilize my breathing.

Slowly, he rose from his squatting position. He dragged his index finger across the spot where Aurora had spat on him, collecting the saliva from his skin. Then he brought the finger to his mouth and deliberately licked it clean as a dark scoff escaped his lips. It wasn’t attraction. It felt more like obsession, the kind that had long since crossed into madness. The gesture of Matheus was so disturbing that it made Aurora’s stomach churn violently.

He turned to her and said, "Do you hear that?" "Hear what?" Catherine responded with a perplexed query. "Exactly, I'm unable to hear the humans thoughts. Why am I unable to hear her thoughts?" He viciously snapped his head towards me. "Remarkable. Never once have I encountered a human that I couldn't read. How did this go unnoticed until now?" I crept away from the woman as she approached because I was so terrified. "Are you a witch girl?! Are you associated with those vermin's in anyway?" Vince yelled at me before storming over to where I was.