Jeff The Killer X Slenderman Yaoi Novels & Stories

“This parasite’s skull carries the exact texture of a boiled raptor egg!” Hearing the jibe, the surrounding inmates erupted into a low, rumbling chorus of laughter. The massive beta flashed a silent hand signal, and several heavy shifters shifted their bulk to completely obstruct the sightline of the watchtowers, while the remaining wolves dragged Jeff’s thin frame into a cramped, dark corner of the stone wall. “Strip the canvas from your thighs!” A rogue carrying a jagged scorpion brand across his facial skin shoved Jeff against the limestone, planting his heavy boot directly over Jeff’s shorn skull. “Your beast should recognize the hierarchy before the claws come out.”

kade asked Leaning dangerously close to me, as little as a single inch of space was left between us. “No baby… Your fancy man, your prince charming, is a cold-blooded killer, one I breeded over the years, and he kills without mercy… I trained him, and I watched him kill more than anyone else, and you know what the fun part is? ..... He enjoys it.” That had done it. Those words he spoke crept into my ear and up to my brain, sending a trigger as I plunged the knife right through his fucking chest, not giving a single fuck.

"Boy, don't mess around here. I'm going to kill you. I can't save you even if you come here!" "You can't save me even if I'm here? Bro, you've watched too many Hong Kong dramas!" Yang Xiao didn't bother to talk nonsense with this person and turned to walk in the direction of the second yeti. "Die!" Just as Yang Xiao turned around, the lean man's body shot out. His right foot leaped into the air and chopped down on Yang Xiao's head as fast as lightning. The lean man was indeed the big brother of the white fat man. He was steady and fast, and his right foot was like a thunderbolt, ready to kill Yang Xiao.

Marcus groaned, close now, his cockhead purple and slick. “Don't stop fucking her. I want to see her ass next.” Jeff laughed darkly, pulling out fully, his dick shiny with our mixed fluids. He flipped me onto my back on the table, legs splayed wide, my skirt a rumpled mess. My pussy gaped, cum leaking out, exposed to both their stares. “Your turn to watch up close,” Jeff said, shoving my knees to my chest. Marcus leaned in, breath ragged, jerking inches from my face.