Mike Schmidt Smut Novels & Stories

“~Shit~” Seth smirks. “You're always going to be a slut for my fingers, aren't you, alpha?” he teases, but Kieran answers with a hum, lips trapped between his teeth to hold back his filthy moans, which proves to be impossible. Seth looks down at him with a glint in his eyes, one of fondness, as the alpha looks ethereal underneath him, looking like he’s meant to be under him—such a perfect fit. Shame, the alpha doesn’t see that.

SKYLAR POV Jesus Christ, don't let that guy get away Sam said while making an omelet. I smiled at her face, I missed her even though we'd only seen each other for a day. He's rich, he's handsome, he's a good fuck, and on top of that, he's obsessed with you. Forget about me, go with him and we'll see each other on your vacation day. She started laughing with the spatula in her hand. Vacation day, I'm laughing my ass off.

He taunted me with a smug smile that churned my insides and I could mentally imagine the bile rising. “What the fuck do you want, you pig?!” I spat out in disgust as I switched my stare back and forth between an air-deprived Adam and the smug scowl-face. I could feel the fear build up in me the second I saw Adam turning slightly purple. I turned to scowl-face fully this time, showing my impatience and not bothering to hide the frantic behaviour behind my stance. A voice cut through the air and I stiffened at the familiar gruff voice. “Come on now, Mike. Let the poor guy go, he looks like he’s suffocating from your BO."

"But you may as well lick them clean now." When Sammy saw the look Mike was giving him, he realised he was smiling. 'Why do I find this amusing?' he wondered. Watching the girl, the answer to that question became obvious as he pictured Mike down on his knees, licking the dirt from his shoes. The mental image made him hard. ‘I’m officially a sadidtic freak,’ Sammy scolded himself. Before today, the thought of hurting or humiliating another person only succeeded in making him sick. ‘What’s happening to me?’

"Oh, by the way, my name is Mike." Cathy and the others at first looked at Adriana, and Mike smiled at them. Then, they smiled so lovely that it made Adriana and Mike's hearts skip a beat. "Oh my god, I'm straight; I really love to have my own family; please, guys, don't smile like that in front of me. It's making my heart skip a beat," Adriana stated. Cathy and the other omega looked at her dumbfounded, as she was blushing for no reason. With that, they all laughed.

“It will be fine.” “It’s not fine, M.” I swallowed hard. “I know. This is so crazy.” “I will destroy them. It’s my promise.” Mike said fervently.

another one pipes up, elbowing Mike with a grin. “Hell no,” Mike snorts, his face lighting up with that cocky grin of his. “She was just a bet. Honestly, I couldn’t have cared less if she slept with me or not. The fun was seeing her squirm, watching her blush every time I so much as looked at her. Priceless.” I feel the burn of rage simmering low in my gut, threatening to boil over. He’s fucking lucky he hasn’t seen me yet. My nails dig into my palm, the pain keeping me grounded. Not here. Not in front of everyone.

I had to get out of there! Mike snorted, repulsion on his face. “I don’t need a mate!” A sneer formed on his lips as he looked at me. “But if that’s what you’d like, then we could work it out.” He brushed his nose against my cheek. “Might be fun… maybe I’ll even turn you so I wouldn’t have to be so careful.”

He stood frozen in place, looking exactly like a stray dog abandoned by the entire world. We had already driven far away by the time the System's notification finally stuttered back to life. "Ding… Kendrick's affection level has increased by 10%… His current affection level is 50%…"

"I think about bending your big, fine body over this metal table. I think about ripping these clothes off your thick ass and tearing you apart until you are begging me to fill you up." Mike's jaw drops, a dirty, low groan catching in his throat. The raw, explicit words make his cock twitch painfully against his underwear, leaking a dark heat that he cannot hide. "You are insane." "I am hungry," Lot corrects him, his teeth scraping lightly along Mike's jawline. "And you smell like pure, delicious sin." "People will walk in," Mike chokes out, his hands trembling as Lot's other hand slides down to grip the heavy meat of his thigh.