Mom And Son Taboo Novels & Stories

We were there because Dad was missing… a beta in the kingdom who deserved better. But Mom was grinning from ear to ear, she looked around the mansion like a kid in a candy store, eyes shining at the expensive paintings and furniture. She had become so materialistic lately, always talking about the things we couldn’t afford, always wanting more. That night was full of ugly moments I still hated remembering. The way Mom laughed too loudly at the King’s jokes, the annoying way she waved at Ryder, a boy barely older than her daughter, and the way she kept touching the silverware like she was already imagining owning it.

Mother said nothing while I waited. "I was afraid he'd get angry at me." "Who?" I knew. I made her say it anyway. "Your father." My reflection's lips trembled. I held the edge of the sink with my other hand. "And me?" Mother caught her breath. "Was I the one person you weren't allowed to be afraid of making angry?" "Sera." "If you'd been scared of me, you would have taken me to the hospital." My own words hurt. I'd planned to hang up if she cried. But she didn't cry.

On the night of my engagement party, my mother and I were sipping champagne in the VIP room of a couture shop. That’s when my fiancé’s secretary sent me a video. In the video, Camilla was pinning a middle-aged woman to the floor. She drove her diamond-studded heel into the woman’s face. Over and over. “Serafina, you cheap, pretentious little bitch. Did you really think that just because you fucked the Boss and got a ring, your mother could sneak into his vault and steal his diamonds?” Another sharp kick from the stiletto. The woman’s face was a bloody pulp. A weak gasp of pain escaped her lips. “Rats from the sewer. Always wanting what isn’t yours. I’m the only woman the Boss trusts. Now I’

My little brother got himself a girlfriend. The moment the news reached them, the whole family lit up. My sister, Serena, clapped so hard her palms cracked. "Who is she? Which lucky girl caught our handsome Tyler's eye?" Mom's face glowed like the credit was hers. "Look who raised him. It was only a matter of time before some girl noticed." Dad couldn't stop grinning. "That's my boy. Good for you, son!" The second they caught Tyler looking embarrassed, they pressed their advantage. "So it's like that, is it? Thanksgiving's almost here. Bring her home. We want to meet her." Then it was my turn, and all they managed were a couple of flat, dutiful lines. "Adrian, you're not as good-l

"Careful. I'm fragile." Marcus wasn't playing around. He took a single, aggressive step closer, completely trapping me between the door and his massive body. The heat rolling off him was suffocating. It slid right down my skin, sinking into my stomach and instantly making my cock twitch in my jeans. "What part of stay the fuck away from my son do you not understand?" Marcus growled. His cold grey eyes bore holes into my skull. "What exactly did you do to him, Jaxon? Did you flash your dick at him? Did you suck his? Are you trying to turn him into a damn pervert just like you?"

Fuck, I’m twenty-two, and missing my fiance. Mom sighed and rubbed her forehead. “You’re all over eighteen, so I can’t tell you not to do anything.” Dad, who was sitting in an armchair watching the show, decided to chime in. “You can have sex here, if you’re engaged to your paramore. I do not want Harry to kill either of my sons.” “Yes,” Mom said, gesturing to Dad. “That’s it exactly.” She didn’t notice Rina streak down the stairs and to the kitchen in her furry glory.

He ragingly dropped the pillow he held on the bed, and grabbed her up from the bed. “Muha, I need you. My dick hurts so bad and your mother and I are not on good terms. ” He shameless itched it right in front of her. She turned on the light to see that he had an erected penis, but still, that was not normal. Muha turned away from his stick and shook her head. It was not right for a daughter to have sex with her father nor the other way round. It was a taboo to the mother earth and she could strike her dead.

Mom raised her eyebrows at him. “She is her fated mate, that’s what happens with fated mates. I am surprised they have controlled themselves for so long. Everyone else I have come across, well, they just cannot,” mom continued and I just closed my eyes. Talking about sex with my parents was definitely not on my agenda when I sat on this table. “But still, she is unsure of him… I seriously think they should wait,” dad fumed.

Uncle Dean laughed as he hugged his wife from behind. "Dad.... There's an ocean." I hissed as I turned my back to him. At Mama Kea's house, Papa and Uncle Dean would casually investigate me. Even though they said they had nothing to do with Rena, they insisted on talking about the dirty talk about pee and sex aids that were caught. How annoying. Karin also added to the problem by showing me the video of me with Rena that time, because I didn't go out with her. Rena walked away toward the glass wall with Samudra. Their absurd conversation seemed more interesting than being in the middle of parents talking about taboo subjects.

This is wrong in so many ways. Turning back toward me slowly, he's still breathing hard. His jaw is clenched, and his eyes are still wild. He looks like he's barely holding himself together. “We don’t speak of this,” he says at last. “Not to anyone. Ever.” Staring at him, I don't answer, my heart won't slow down. He takes another step back, putting more distance between us. “It’s the bond,” I whisper. “Isn’t it?” His silence is answer enough. Fated bonds are wrong, forbidden, now I have one, and to my mother's husband!