Olicity Fanfiction Rated M Novels & Stories

Molly longed for sincerity, but Ocelotte’s sincerity could only be given once. He had made it abundantly clear—they were now in a mutually consensual relationship. If she couldn’t handle it, she had to leave immediately. But Molly couldn’t bear to leave. This conversation, however, was a rare opportunity. She didn’t want to let it slip away, so she turned her head and focused on Ocelotte. “Then, is there anything else you want?” The gray Cullinan cruised through the night, its body repeatedly leaving streetlights behind. Amid this repetitive rhythm, Ocelotte’s voice slowly broke the silence. “I’ve already said, there won’t be anything between us except sleeping together.”

I’ll soon be Alpha, after all. Ragnar’s claws scraped against stone as he climbed higher, tense and itching to bite into something, preferably Collin. ’You’ll be no such thing. You’re a rat. A sick, delusional rat that needs to be put down.’ ‘Tsk. This is getting stale. You know insults won’t draw me out,’ Collin said, his voice practically dripping with boredom. ‘But I’ll give you a chance. Run. Before they come back for me. And I’ll even let you attend your sister’s mating ceremony… to me.’

A lycan was a lot fiercer and their lovemaking was much more passionate than ordinary werewolves or even alphas. So, I was surprised at his ability to hold himself back despite his shaft wanting to bury inside of me. “Are you wet for me, Celia?” He asked and I saw the golden flecks return in his eyes. That was a sign he was also affected by me. He was punishing me but I felt he was punishing himself as well by going slow and restraining himself. And, that only made me want more of him. The golden flecks in his eyes grew darker as I answered, “Y-yes”

He's in his leather pants but she doesn't seem bothered by him wearing them. The show starts and a Dom I don't know very well comes on with Oliver. There's a bench with a dildo attached to the middle which the Dom helps Oliver climb onto. When Oliver is stood over the dildo with his legs on either side of the bench, the Dom ties his ankles to the legs of the bench so he can't move. His arms are then tied behind his back and a vibrator is used all over his body. I look at Cole who is squirming with his erection clear in his tiny shorts. I lean down to his ear and he shivers as I speak.

I wanted to strangle him and watch life leave his pathetic body. “Alpha Lucius and I overheard him talking to his Beta,” Alpha Alistair started explaining. “He said how nice it would be if your mate was his. He told his Beta that he would try to make it happen because there was nothing more he wanted than to have her.” I saw fucking red. He was a dead man. A feral growl escaped my lips. My canines elongated and fur started growing on my arms. Skol was thrashing and trying to get out. I was going insane with anger.

I turned to Jessica and asked, "Will she be fit enough to move in a few days?" Jessica replied, "Yes, Beta Anthony. We've run several tests and so far, so good. There are just a few results we are waiting for that won't be in for three more days. I suspect those will come back as normal. Then we can help Ophelia move." "Thanks, Jessica. Please update me as soon as you know more." I left the room feeling bad for Ophelia. It was sad that it was taking her body so long to heal, especially being a wolf. Ophelia’s condition was an extreme case.

“Why the fuck did we wait so long to do this?” Kate could hear the concupiscence in his voice, sending her completely over the edge. Her toes curled, her legs stiffening around his waist. Her nails scraped against his back as a lustful cry swept from her throat. “Holy shit, Colton!” she wailed, feeling her second orgasm of the night burst through her. “Fuck!” he cried out, his hand forcing her fingers into his mop of black hair, pleading with her to pull. “Say my name again.”

The confession slipped out unbidden—raw need I’d buried for years. My wolf pushed harder, flooding me with images: her bent over the couch, my hand fisted in her hair, driving into her from behind while she moaned my name. Claiming her so thoroughly she’d never doubt how fucking desirable she was again. I jerked faster, grip almost punishing now, chasing that edge. My breathing turned into harsh pants. The pressure built at the base of my spine, coiling tighter and tighter until— “Fuck—!”

I was a brat, a little girl who was nothing that now one of the most powerful creatures in our world wanted. "It's not a good idea, baby doll. You'll make me hard again and I'll use you over and over with no pleasure for yourself. You're being punished for that fowl mouth." He moved my body so I was at a perfect angle for him. His eyes darkening again as his Lycan fought for control. His wolf wanted more too. He growled out as he pushed his fat cock between my large breasts. "My little sex doll! So perfectly made to be fucked in every way." His voice was deep again as he started pulling in and out between my breast, growling and staring at me like he wanted to eat me up.

I pleaded, struggling against the chains, tears streaming down my face from sheer frustration. “Can you stop being so stubborn, Melissa? You're only making things more complicated,” he replied, his fingers brushing against my cheek. I turned my head away, repulsed by his touch; it made my skin crawl. “You're my mate, and you have no choice but to follow my lead at all times.” Guys please read my other co-author books Alpha Lucious, His Purchased wife , Betrayed By My Ex claimed by his father, Alpha Evander's Rejection on G.O.O.D.N.O.V.E.L