Lincoln Loud Fic Novels & Stories

He knows that I can’t concentrate like this, and if I can’t concentrate, I won’t be able to keep my mouth shut. Landon must have mind-linked Lincoln because he starts to do the same thing on my other side. I close my eyes, trying to reel in my arousal even though I know that’s futile. “OK! Goddess, you two aren’t playing fair at all.” Lincoln and Landon remove themselves from my ear and look at me, waiting for me to spill it. I sigh and roll my eyes. “Just know you will be making this up to me. Getting me all hot and bothered for some information….got me messed up.” Lincoln throws his head back and laughs while Landon chuckles.

He let out a gurgled laugh as he tried to pry my hand off of his neck. "Take it back." "Never." He gasped. I tightened my grip again. The psycho was going to blackout soon if he didn't say it or tap out. "Maybe you should choke him out. Then, at least we would get some silence for a while." Flint suggested, letting out a low growl. Before I could consider it, Lincoln tapped on my arms three times. I let him go reluctantly. He shot to his knees and placed his head against the matted floor gasping for air. He let out a breathy laugh as he coughed.

I was currently chained to the celling and my tips of my toes only touched the floor. Today I was extra nasty to them and called them ‘stupid fucken mutts’ so they whipped my back and Alpha Duncan fucked my ass for hours and then left me to Connie. He was a sick bastard and broke two of my ribs just for the fun of it and injected me with a few concoctions after he fucked my ass for a few hours as well. It was hopeless, I have no idea how long I have been hanging but it’s been a while after they left.

Larry staggered and almost fell but quickly regained his footing and turned to look at Lucas with a smile that was not a smile, it did not reach his eyes. I went forward and also blocked Lynn's way and the guy's expression sank. "I do not want to fight you Lincoln." he said. "Then, leave the girl for me."I told him and he shook his head instantly. "No way, she is my mate." "She is my mate too." With that said, Lynn suddenly raised his legs to kick me and I side-stepped, docging the attack at the last minute. People started running up and down and that was when I saw the headless body on flow and I suddenly calmed down.

Then Lincoln came around the car. He stopped when he saw Dom. The cocky look drained off his face so fast it was almost funny. His eyes went wide. He looked at Dom’s hands on my arms, then at Dom’s face, and something in him understood he had fucked up in a way he couldn’t talk his way out of. “Hey man,” Lincoln said. His voice cracked. “It’s not— there’s nothing wrong here. She’s my girlfriend. She had a little too much to drink and I was just—”

Hell No! Lincoln brought out his finger and slipped in two fingers at ones inside her opened hole, then brought it out again and licked his four fingers before slipping all four in— “Grgjhecb….Ahhh! Fuck! Oh My~ Lina moaned out gibberish when she felt the four fingers fill her hole and stretch her inside. She couldn't help but tighten her body making her walls tighten around the fingers, then when Lincoln began moving, it was so tight, but gave her so much sensation.

He questioned. "So...Sorry Sir, someone just crossed the road".Lincoln explained in a frightened and Confusing voice. "Watch the road". He did not yell at him or blame unlike so much. It was only when the man's cold voice sounded that Lincoln breathed a sigh of relief. Lydia sat up with her hand over her head, her eyes bright as she looked at Clitton sitting upright and cool. Even if it hurts more, she keeps smiling all the time. Clinton looked at her smile and felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Do you honestly believe I'm that good?" "Good is not the correct word to describe you; you are amazing." A big grin appeared on my face as I spoke to him. Our conversation was cut short by the sound of approaching footsteps. Lincoln dragged me inside the huge cabinet in a swift motion. With his palm, Lincoln covered my lips. "Shh." "Is there anybody here?" The sound of footsteps kept getting closer and closer until it was right in front of us. "Just now, I heard someone talking. I'm not sure whether I heard correctly or if I'm simply having a hallucination."

Since she enjoyed using despicable means on others, Faye decided to turn the tables and let her have a taste of her own medicine. Closing the video feed, Faye opened the location Cedric sent her and looked up to find Lincoln looking at her curiously. It wasn't until then that she realized she wasn't alone in the car, which meant that he overheard everything. "Ahem …" She cleared her throat in an attempt to explain herself. Lincoln immediately waved his hands nervously. "Um, Ms. Fischer, I-I didn't hear anything!" Despite what he said, he blushed and looked embarrassed, wishing he could hide in a hole.

They are both fantastic with Dylan at this point. “Do you approve the wedding of the two?” Francisco seriously asked him. He gets the knife from the apple then throws it to his lord. Lincoln doesn’t talk for a moment until his lips twitch as he leans on the white wall. His jaw is tightening from the question of the man beside him. He chuckles lightly in response to his ridiculous idea. They all know that Lincoln is a homophobic type of person, and he hates Dylan. “From what I could see. I cannot turn back from my motto,” the oldest Vozinelik utters.