Novel & Cerita Oh She's Sweet But A Psycho

Ella shook her head, eyes wide. Ryan fucked her with long, deep strokes, grinding against her clit every time he bottomed out. His heavy balls slapped against her ass. Sweat started to build on their skin. The fire warmed their bodies, making everything slicker. He leaned down and bit her neck lightly, then whispered in her ear, "This pussy belongs to me now. No one else gets to fuck you. You're my little sister and I own this tight hole."

“I know I fucked up by pushing too hard, and not listening. But I’ve been thinking… maybe we could try again. Take things slowly. No pressure.” My chest ached. Not for him, dor the version of me that used to want this safe, predictable, kind of love. “I can’t,” I whispered. He looked at the bite mark again. “Is it him? The owner?” I didn’t answer, I didn’t owe him one. Theo’s face squeezed just for a second. Then he nodded. “Okay. I… I get it.” He turned to leave. The door opened behind us. Calder.

That’s the first thought I can’t shake. If it had been him, he would have gone straight for the throat. That’s how he works—direct, brutal, the kind of precision strike you can’t mistake for anything else. Subtle games, notes, riddles left on pillows… that doesn’t feel like him. It feels like someone else entirely.

Cream's voice is low and as always, it held the reasonable side. That's one reason I believed they were so compatible. So completely different from each other both in looks and brains that it was hard to not imagine they were both two pieces of a puzzle that made a beautiful picture when together. Strawberry snickers, eyes no longer on me as he says "And then she's the sweetest thing after ice cream. She might know Vanilla would be a threat but that she also needs help so she'd ignore that. Her name is literally Sweet" "But what if she's not?" My voice is in a whisper too as I look at him "What if she's actually a good person?"

Her heart clenched with dread. "You.are.going.nowhere," he asserted on each word to get it through her skull. He brought his face closer while holding her gaze. "And whoever will try to snatch you from me will suffer consequences. Just like Theo did," the absolute certainty gripping his tone sent a chill down her spine. There was no remorse only a morbid obsession swirling in those beautiful orbs. For her. He looked demented like a psychopath. "You are a psycho," she drew away and whispered in dawning realisation. Nick didn't seem fazed by her conclusion he had heard far worse things. A tear fell down her cheek. His gaze latched onto the sliding drop and his expression softened.

Only one way to find out… "James?" "Yes, sweetheart." Sweetheart. His sweetheart. "Bite me. I need to feel you. I want you." "Grace." A groan. "You tempt me. I shouldn’t. Tell me to stop, or I wouldn’t be able to stop myself." He hissed.

How he then? “When I was thirteen.” He answered me which literally surprised me. He inked his skin at a young age. “Didn’t you feel pain?” “I enjoyed it.” Oh, how did I forget he’s a psycho Superman? “We should go now…” I say, ignoring that killer smirk spread across his plump lips. I must praise those juicy lips for being inviting. “As you say, psychiatrist.” Can’t he stop talking without amusement in his voice? It’s distracting! He’s being too sweet today.

Yeah Casey got carried away just a little bit but I know it's been a long time since she's let her beast out so this is not surprising but I know she's done way worse. "Alright I think they've all had enough. Well I mean I feel good about this payback so to speak. I think it's time to call a old friend of mine. Give me a few minutes" I say as I pull my phone out dialing a number I haven't dialed in a few years. "Hey Psycho!! I know it's been awhile handsome. I've been busy being pregnant but we will come back to that. I require your skills and the packs cleanup skills ASAP. Can you come to the address I text you immediately?" I ask him "of course I haven't fed them yet so we will be right th

Leo nodded smugly and was just about to continue when I called out, "I have an objection!" Everyone turned to look at me. Leo's smile froze on his face. He looked toward the voice. When he recognized me, his expression turned dark. "This battery has some major safety risks. Hasn't anyone here noticed?" I thundered, finally exposing the trap I'd set for him. Leo turned ashen. Clenching his fists, he said grimly, "Our battery is the most advanced battery on the market. There is no risk whatsoever!" I smirked at the panic in his eyes.

Grinding his teeth, he spat, "Do you really think that once Gigi finds out you have a mental illness, she'll still choose you without hesitation? Chester, no one would ever like a psycho. If you had any self-awareness, you'd step aside on your own instead of waiting for Gigi to abandon you." Every word was testing Chester's limits. He started the engine. He had to admit that a wave of emotion surged within him at the mention of Giselle, but he refused to let it show. Giving Jonathan that satisfaction would only embolden him to go even further. The silence on both ends grew suffocating. Finally, Chester snorted and said indifferently, "So what if I'm a psycho? At least, I've kept myself clean