Jeff The Killer Smut Novels & Stories

I said but he still stared at me like I was not in my right state of mind. "So in one word, you can't remember becoming our Alpha?" He asked again. "Yes, I don't." I replied firmly. "Oh, now I see. Who is Jeff?" He asked and I looked up to him instantly? "Jeff?" I have heard the name recently. Yeah, my look alike from the dream. "What happened to him?" I asked, trying to see what he wanted to say. "He is your wolf." He said and smiled. "You know, Alpha. Sorry to say this but letting your wolf take over your six senses is quite immature and makes one vulnerable." He said. I felt like that was actually an insult.

The absurdity of the thought made him smirk. Kevin took his seat. He’d dressed down from his polo and khakis into a regular gray t-shirt and jeans, though his hair remained fixed, and he still smelled like aftershave. He cracked his knuckles and stretched his arms overhead, then sighed. “What’s so funny?” Jeff reset his face. “Nothing, just thinking is all.” He doubted his parents would understand the humor with which he saw them. They were both so picture-perfect, it made Jeff feel even more like an outsider at home than at school.

Ace raised his head, and I quickly dropped my gaze to the book in my hand, adjusting my reading glasses. “You're so wet for your stepbrother, you little slut,” Jeff grunted in Katie's ears as he slipped a hand inside her core. She whimpered under his touch, clenching around those thick fingers like it was her lifeline.” I adjusted myself on the couch as my insides squirmed from what I'd just read. I imagined Jeff's dialogue as Ace's and the thought of it made heat spread across my skin. In a fit to suppress what I was feeling, I brought my legs together.

My tits bounced wildly beneath me, drool slipping from the corner of my mouth as I moaned uncontrollably. “Shit. Jen. I’m such a slut for you… I love being your dirty little fucktoy… Oh fuck, right there and you’re gonna make me cum again!” Jensen reached around and rubbed my swollen clit roughly while she kept destroying my pussy from behind. “Cum then, cupcake, fucking bless me,” she snarled. The filthy words pushed me over the edge.

She didn’t know why but she finds what jeff says so funny. “A changed man? Oh common Jeff, a chameleon will always be a chameleon and a rat will always be a rat, the same way a cheater will always be a cheater and a liar will always be a liar and a betrayer will always be a betrayer” Hannah spat as she clenched her fist together.

“That was…mind-blowing.” Jace was the first to speak. “I know, I’m a good fuck. It’s why I always wanted you to have an experience.” Toussaint responded breathlessly while Jace turned pink with embarrassment. His fatigue and the air had added to his charm, making him sexier than usual. “Whore.” Jace replied with a breezy laugh. “Proud one,” he retorted. “Let’s get you cleaned up.” Toussaint rose from the bed.

I used to think that he had successfully stolen my mum and had her all to himself maybe because he fucks well, but turns out that's not the case. "Well, you're simply a nymphomaniac cock wanker". I said, allowing my eyes to wander down his body. I'd never noticed him when he was shirtless, but he had abs.Nice, toned abs. My gaze trailed down to his dick, resting there...

Theo fired back as his eyes twitched in outrage. "And be ready to expect her to get a high heart attack, probably for her to collapse and die at the scene. You would be awarded for the most dangerous human being for being behind the death of your closest siblings. Try it. It would surely be fun, don't you think?" Jeffery grinned with his blood-stained teeth wide open like a maniac in a horror movie. Damn! I feel like disappearing.

He’s shamelessly jerking himself off as he watches you get your ass tongued clean. Obviously feeling sidelined, Jeff approaches you from behind, opens his pants and lets out his massive arousal. He rubs it back and forth over your creamy buns, coating it with icing, then sticks it in Shannon’s mouth for her to suck clean. When she frees his cockhead with a wet pop, you reach back, wrap your hand around his shaft and guide it home. You are so wet with excitement by this time that he just needs to pull your gooey G-string aside and slide his cock inside you. “Oh Jeff!” You grab hold of the table top to keep you steady. With that first hard thrust you feel globs of cream and pieces of sponge ca

And then he was inside me in one brutal thrust, no condom, no warning, nothing between us except years of denial. I screamed into the carpet. He didn’t move for a heartbeat, just stayed buried deep, shaking. “Mine,” he whispered like a prayer. “Finally mine.” Then he started to move, and I forgot Mark ever existed. Downstairs, I heard the front door close softly. Mark leaving. Debt paid. Girl delivered. Upstairs, Jeffrey fucked me like the world was ending, whispering filthy, beautiful things against my spine with every thrust. “You’re going to take me so well, baby.