Jeff The Killer X Slenderman Lemon Novels & Stories

"A Killer. That's who you are. A whore who enjoyed fucking another guy in front of me. Or did you forget how your pussy took in all of Jax’s cock? You've been a bad girl, mate. So it's not gonna be a surprise if other guys have thrust their cock inside you too." "Please, believe me." I struggled to stand on my feet, but I couldn’t. It really hurt. I crawled to his feet and began begging him. All I wanted was for him to save Jenny. I didn't mind getting punched to death. As long as he kept his end of the deal and went to rescue Jenny. "You want me to save your friend that badly, huh?" He smirked and I nodded. "Lick my feet." With zero hesitation, I bent and began licking his feet. He laughed

She confessed wildly, "Jefferson, I beg you... I adore this ruin. Make me yours forever, even if it ends me." He withdrew his fingers, slick with her essence, and smeared them across her lips. "Taste your slut juice while I ream you. Beg for life? Only if you promise to be my personal cumhole." Thrusts accelerated, cock swelling, the gruesome slide turning her ass into a slick, ruined tunnel.

And it's always a woman named Tamara. "Is this Jason McKennel?" Jeffry snorted. "Why? You're jealous of me getting close to your wife, huh? She's like a diamond, and you'd trade her for shit. That's a shame. However, I'm not as stupid as you. I know what's precious and not, especially when the priceless one gets dumped." "Don't mess with me, Jeffry Allen! You may be able to hide from my stupid father and brother, but don't think I don't know who you are. You're a murderer! And I'll ensure you don't do the same to Emily!"

He smiled confidently. “You had a description all along, but didn’t share it with me? Don’t you think a heads up on what the killer looked like–just in case I came into contact with him—would have come in handy?” I was outraged. “Her.” He corrected me. “What?” I blurted impatiently. “The killer was a her, not a him,” he explained. “Whatever,” I hissed. “Damn, Geoffrey, you can be annoying.” “Got anything to drink?” he asked playfully.

Mindy hurried excitedly to answer it, and three dubious-looking men in shabby costumes walked through the door. The moment I saw their leader, a man with a large mole on his face, the blood in my veins went cold, and my fingernails dug deeply into my palms. It was them! In my past life, these three "exorcists" took Mindy's money and struck me to death with a so-called holy scepter drenched in dog's blood! Suppressing the murderous rage surging inside me, I lowered my head obediently and stepped aside. The fake exorcists entered the bedroom and theatrically circled Sam's bed, before a mole-faced man slapped his thigh dramatically.

“He’s just messing with you. Use it as motivation. And yeah—when the day comes that you’ve slimmed down, Jeff gets the grand reveal first.” “You bet I will,” Deewee smirked, making Jeff snort out a laugh. They all dove into the pizza, and Phillian snagged a slice for himself. They were down to the last few bites when Deewee piped up again. “Hey, giraffe. What’s the deal with that dating service agent who talked to you the other day? You goin’ for it?” “Dating service?” Phillian echoed, glancing at Jeff— who nearly choked.

Was she praising me, or insulting me? “And let me guess, he never spent a dime on you.” “I don’t think I realized how big of a loser he is until now. Thank guys.” “Nara. In our family, in our pack, gigolos are not welcome.” Jeffrey chuckled, “Perhaps when we get out of here, one of us can show you just what it should feel like with a real man.” “One of us?” Leo cocked a brow. “Speak yourself Jeffrey. Landon is already glaring daggers at me. What if he think I’m about to steal his woman.”

“That little red mark you left on her face. Does that look like just messing around? You marked her, Leon, and now I’m going to mark you.” “Please, Jackson. I’m sorry. I made a mistake. Let me make it up to you.” “I don’t take second chances, Leon. You know that.” A blond guy who looks like Charlie Hunnam in beast mode with a giddy smile and large silver chains around his neck moves beside Jackson and pours a clear liquid on Leon’s dick. Lighter fluid. Bile rises in the back of my throat, mixing in with the morbid satisfaction of the fucker getting what he deserves. “You tried to take something precious from me, and now I’m going to take something precious from you.” The flame from the Zippo

Nyx was known for acting without thinking and it often got Andrea into deadly situations. The metal door rocketed off the wall and the huge man behind it rushed into the room, arm raised and brought down a silver bar, aiming for her head. The disgust in his features was all the fuel he needed to inflict harm on her. Instinctively she lifted her arms in an attempt to protect herself, only to feel the searing burning off flesh flare across her arm. Silver was one of two things that proved lethal against werewolves and her captors made sure to use it often. She had only just registered the pain in her arm when the guard was instantly aiming his second blow towards her ribs, she made a grab for