Oh No! They're Salivating Over Me Novels & Stories

one of them announced, his voice dripping with twisted delight like he's been waiting for this moment all his life. Within seconds, four he-wolves stood before me, eyes glinting with lust darker than I had ever seen on any man in my life. Their nostrils flared as they inhaled my scent and arousal. Their tongues swiped over their lips like I was their favorite meal—ready to be devoured and shared—right there and right then. My chest heaved as I shook my head. I took a shaky step back, tears blurring my vision. “No… please,” I muttered, my voice cracking under the weight of my tears.

I grin like a Cheshire cat. Let's do this shit.

One day, curiosity won. The place reeked. Rotting food, stale air—made me gag. And there she was, Cassandra, limp in bed, eyes dull, body unmoving. Not even a sip of water nearby. Then she saw me. Her eyes flickered—desperate. She tried to speak, to beg. Nothing came out. Leaning against the doorframe, I smiled. "I'm just here to return the key. Don't worry, Deke will be out in two days."

His smile turned into a broad grin. “They breed for us.” Fuck no.

My mind goes down to Oblivion I could feel them, pressed against me. That the rock-hard, throbbing bugles pulsing against my tummy sends red hot desire through my vein. Then the when two of them grabs me, and when their lips tease over my neck on each side, I could faintly hear them growl into my skin like they couldn't get enough of their meal and they couldn't wait to devour me. I could feel it all. I feel those two hardness pulse against me, and I know they’re very much real. “Show us,” Dorian growls.

And quickly. “First of all,” I said, “please stop hissing at me. I realise it’s how you express your approval, but it’s stupid and getting sprayed with a mist of saliva is no fun.” To be fair, they weren’t really spitting very much, but if I wanted to get their attention I had to snap them out of the trance Dorma had put them under with his sweet words and grand promises.

Isabella cleared her throat and that really produced a loud sound, " The table is set. I think I can't just stand here anymore. I'm losing control already. Salivating! I am starving." They both smiled and moved to the table.

With one swift motion, he tears off my shirt revealing my breasts underneath, bare. I scream at the top of my lungs, scratching at his face. My heart is thumping wildly. My chest bops up and down because of my panting, and my stomach twists as his shadow falls over me, his dick swinging over my legs. "Such wonderful creation!" He hisses, his eyes widening unnaturally. Saliva gathers at the corner of his mouth, eventually dripping from it, "I'm so going to fill this with my cum!" This sight of this causes bile to rise in my throat, and I feel like throwing up.

I said sarcastically. “Oh, sweet peach, we want to cause you all kinds of trouble. I bet you would look good naked and, on my cock, sweetheart.” Disgusting. “Pass. You don’t even look like you bathe or brush your teeth. Definitely not my type.” I said, laughing mockingly. They start growling at me. I know they are wolves, but then my instincts of a wolf are something I’ve always had. As they circle around me, I see the lust in their eyes. Nope. Not today.

My body pulls it away on its own, finally able to budge. “Yeah pup, keep fighting, it’s hot,” another taunts. “She smells so damn good, she’s near her fertile time too. Which one of us will be the lucky daddy? I bet we can keep her out here for days of fun,” another says, leaning down into my face. Now, when the bile rises again, there’s no stopping it. I jerk my head to the side and lose everything I ate today. But they don’t stop, not for a second.