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END. * Next: Bend Me Over While You Sleep A step-mother being abused by her husband was saved by her twin step-sons she hasn't met because they lived in another country. She found out about their strange habit of sleep walking. But why are they fucking her?! And why is she not stopping them?!

"Did you know the cockroach is the most handsome creature in the world?" "Why?" - Shin. "Because, just when the cockroach walks, someone is already screaming and, when it lands on you, they still thrilled it with a jump-Aahh!" I shouted, then stood up. "Hahaha... you're right, your joke about the cockroach is funny-hahaha ..." Supposing that Shin threw a cockroach at me, I was surprised and stood up. "Shut up!" I said, in irritation. "Okay! Okay! I will stop, but that joke of yours isn't good. Aren't there any more funny jokes?"

He finally finished and the others laughed and cheered. “Awkward to admit, but that turned me on,” Elsa mused and the others laughed. “Who’s next?” The nasty stories went on and Saïda kept cringing over and over. Asahd laughed so hard at her. Saïda heard all sorts of things that she wasn’t even sure were possible. They amused and shocked her at the same time. Sometimes she would burst out laughing at the absurdity and oddness of the things she heard. ′Oh my! They are the sickest people ever! How is that even possible?? Eeeeeewwww.′

The pot-bellied guy said smugly, causing the other two to scream wildly as if it was an inside joke that only they seemed to understand. The tall man excitedly approached me. “Except she's prettier.” “Just when the child is there when we play with his dearest mother, everything is even more fun.”The dwarf licked his lips in disgust. They were all giggling like a pack of hyenas. I clenched both my hands into fists as it shook with anger, I couldn't hear this crap anymore. I mustered up all my remaining courage and strength as I elbowed the man on the right hard in the stomach and dug my heel as hard as I could into the right leg of the man on the left.

"Are you hurt anywhere baby?" "No more than I was when you left." I answered with a soft yet still painful laugh. Unfortunately my father didn't find this as funny as I did, and proceeded to look over me with concern and worry. I mean I understand why, but it felt a little ridiculous and over done. Honestly all of this did. Just all feeling rather silly to be honest. I didn't even understand how this series of events was happening to me. My entire life has been some cruel act of randomness almost like I'm part of some shitty fan fiction written by a crazy person with nothing better to do with their time.

The second man said, and then I heard someone running off in the direction they had come from. Slowly rotating my neck, I stretched my neck muscles, as they had cramped when I pretended to be knocked out. “Where am I?” I moaned. “You must be a pure-blood if you can wake up this soon.” The second man spoke. Opening my eyes, I looked into the face of a young teenager with red hair and freckles. Since I didn’t know his name, I decided to refer to him as Freckles. It was sad that whoever was turning humans into wolves was targeting children.

“He’s so refreshing!” Auntie asked Finn to sing for them. He stood up, cleared his throat, and belted a terrible edition and version of “Can’t Help Falling in Love” soo off-key and, dramatic, his arms spread wide like he was on Broadway. Halfway through, he forgot the words and started making them up: “Wise men say… only fools rush in… but I can’t help… falling in love with your daughter… and her excellent taste in lasagna…” The table erupted in laughter, even Dad cracked a smile.

BEFORE YOU READ Nobody is coming to save you. Themes: Forced Proximity, Snowed In, Size Difference, Breeding Kink. This story features a possessive, reclusive hero who hasn't seen a woman in years. Expect primal play, rough sex, and intense possessiveness. (***) Gabrielle

I was out of the building in under four minutes. The underground club was exactly what I needed. It was dark, loud, full of people who didn’t know my last name or my new babysitter. I danced, drank something sweet and strong, and flirted with a guy who had tattoos crawling up his neck. For once, no massive shadow was watching my every move. I was finally having fun and Jax wasn’t here to stop me. That was until the room started tilting. One minute I was laughing, the guy’s hand on my waist. The next, my limbs felt heavy, my thoughts fuzzy and slow.

She complained, but I could see the small smile tugging on her lips as she leaned closer to me, and I captured her mouth in a passionate kiss. “Then I'll make sure you can't walk on your feet tomorrow,” I muttered against her lips as I flipped her onto the bed and she giggled softly when I placed soft kisses all over her chest. “I heard you every time.” She suddenly whispered and I raised a brow in confusion. “Whenever you jerked off, moaning my name, I heard you. And I… it was so fucking sexy that I touched myself too, while thinking of you. I never told you because I didn't want you to think I was a hoe or a whore.” She explained and I shot her a knowing smile as I traced her bottom lip wi