Jschlatt X Quackity Novels & Stories

But small gasps escape anyway, pleasure building too fast. "Fuck, Julian…" He hums around me, the vibration sending sparks up my spine. His hands grip my hips, holding me steady as he takes my dick deeper. I'm close. “Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuckkkk” When I cum, it's with a strangled curse and my head falling back against the metal locker. Julian swallows and pulls back, standing up while cleaning his face. We stare at each other for a moment, both breathing hard. Then voices echo down the hall, getting closer.

He oozes confidence which makes a pack feel safe and since he’s not being aggressive in any way, more pack members start coming over, at least to say hi. “We’re going to go warm up and wait for Alpha Quirin to come show us some new moves,” Zach says, practically bouncing on his feet. “Plus, I need to come up with a good code name for him. Slasher, maybe,” he says, making all of us roll our eyes. “I’m pretty sure I’ve made my own name sufficient to put the fear of the Moon Goddess into anyone who thinks of crossing me,” Quirin says as we head to the office.

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“I’m your dirty little whore, Victor.” He slapped her ass hard, the sharp *crack* echoing through the room. Then he knelt behind her, gripped her hips, and slammed his thick cock into her soaked pussy in one brutal thrust. *Schlick—!* The wet, filthy sound of her dripping cunt swallowing every inch filled the air. Scarlett cried out, pushing back greedily as he started pounding her. *Plap-plap-plap-plap—* His heavy balls slapped rhythmically against her swollen clit with every savage stroke. The wet *schlick-schlick-schlick* of his cock destroying her pussy mixed with the sound of rain and her broken moans.

I wink. Inhaling a breath, I shut the door and head inside Quinn's house. Ice cream first. Pity party second. Anti-male chick-flicks third. ***

She comes and comes and comes until my balls tighten and the orgasm races up my spine, slamming into me. "Oh fuuuuuuuck." I ride it out, thrusting as much as I can for as long as I can before slowing to a stop. We're clinging to each other, panting heavily, when we hear a different kind of squeal. Chance, still in his exersaucer, is smiling at us. "Oh shit," Quincy say, going pale. "I can't believe I did that in front of him." She looks at me. "I'm the worst aunt slash pseudo mom ever."

His words came out with a growl. "She didn't have to. Knowing you and your tiny dick, you need every bit of validation you can get." With eyes on his crotch, I faked a chuckle as he made an effort to close his legs. "Make rumors about me again and I'll expose your tiny dick to the pack. Don't test me." My eyes flickered with black specks as my wolf surfaced. Having been rejected, I was brutal, crazy, and ready for a fight. Anything to take my mind off my rejection.

I check my clothes to make sure they look ok. When I get to the bench Speed and her brother stop talking and look up at me. “ Hi. I’m Gretchen.” Speed smiles at me. She holds her hand out “ Kelly, but most people call me Speed.” I shake her hand and admire the combination of callus on her fingers and the smooth skin on top of her hand. She points to the guy beside her and moves her hands. “ This is my brother Marcos but we call him Ratchet.” I hold my hand out to him. He shakes it then moves his hands. Speed says “ He says it is nice to meet you.” With her talking for Marcos and the hand movements, it clicks in my head. Marcos is deaf.

Just enough to reveal the man behind the helmet, nothing more. We're creating a likable, relatable character for the general public."He paused, then let out a sigh. "All right. However, synchronized swimming or knitting circles are where I draw the line. Before she could stop it, Scarlett let out a real, bubbling laugh that she couldn't control. "Deal,"she said, continuing to laugh. "I'll see to it that your contract says "no aquatic ballets."Hours passed during the meeting.

As I approach, Quentin and Jade exit the helicopter. “Z!” Jade shouts as I approach him. We hug and then separate, and then I turn to Quentin, but he isn’t smiling; instead, he’s glaring at me. “Dawg the fuck we doing in Scotland? Where am I supposed to get pussy?” He grumbles, which makes me laugh. He is acting as if he will die without sex. “You can live without vagina for a week, Q,” Jade replies. “No, I can’t because I’m not a monk. like you.” I laugh as I dab Quentin; he’s always so dramatic.