Playboy 18 Novels & Stories

"Even though I didn't even do anything illegal. This time." "Get caught with the wrong heiress?" Declan quips. Reed shoots him a glare, which is a little surprising, coming from him. Usually, Reed takes our jokes about his playboy lifestyle in stride, waving them away or even playing along. This is a change of pace for him. And speaking of changes of pace... I click the vibrator remote again. When I bought it, it claimed to have over a hundred different settings, and I aim to use every single one of them.

He looked at me and his face turned red. "What are these?" he stuttered, shaking in his seat, as if about to pee his pants. "My toys ..." I snapped and arranged each one so he could examine them thoroughly. "You're 19 years old, so I've got to get 19 of the shit your age." He shuddered, shifting his gaze from the weapons to me, then back to them. It felt like I was tripping on him, but I didn't have to prove to him that I was serious.

While waiting for the time when Miya will start to approach him, Lorence remains the same popular playboy as he was original. Having different girlfriends every time, changing them as if he's changing his clothes. At first, Lorence was a little awkward with everything and realized that his life back then really sucks. He's a total madman doing all sorts of things but when he thinks about it, If he can't change the past, and if he must live again doing the same thing he might as well enjoy everything since nothing will change. From then on he goes on being really a playboy, when he started doing all those things again he felt the same excitement that he felt in the past.

“C'mon, it can't be that bad. That's just a place for people with insatiable appetites,“ “Did I say that out loud?“ I asked, wondering if my thoughts had been heard. “Nah, it's all over your face. You feel disgusted,“ His eyes trailed over me, “You ain't exactly prudish, so I'm guessing you ain't a fan of PDA?“ “I'm not a fan of porn, especially one as dark as what I'd just witnessed,“ “Well, I beg to differ,“ He chuckled. ”It's a hard world, lady. Most of us get random, stubborn boners. We need a place like this to ease off,“ “But there were teenagers back there…" “Over 18, I assure you.“ “Still doesn't make it feel right!“ “In all honesty, I've never heard that sexual urges respect ages. Y

I reply, looking into his dark blue eyes. “Didn’t seem to stop you earlier from opening your mouth. Perhaps you should put that mouth of yours to better use. Give me a taste of what you have to offer.” He suggests. I know where he is going with his suggestion. I’ve never done anything sexual. It’s forbidden for omegas to do anything sexual before they are eighteen. I only turned eighteen a few months ago, and luckily no one has figured it out. Some omegas brag about turning eighteen, so they can tempt warriors and high-ranking wolves to help them gain experience before the auction.

I grimaced at his remark even though it was partially true. "Your ass is my responsibility, so yes I was worried. Whatever, the point is, you need to tell me where you go from now on, because I thought you were at some club or something. And you know what we are here for, right?" He waved his hand non nonchalantly. "Yeah, yeah, Playboy Rehab." "Um, what?" I asked. "We're here for Playboy Rehab. You know, trying to turn me into a better person." I couldn't help but laugh, Playboy Rehab, really? How stupid.

Jacob grinned viciously, selected a few disgusting-looking devices, and said to the others, "Use them all!" They pawed at Natasha's body, spouting vulgarities. "What a pity. We didn't get to use any of this while she was still alive. Otherwise, it would've been so much fun." Jacob's eyes landed on Natasha's slightly swollen stomach. "About that, our little game isn't over yet. We still don't know who got the baby's gender right." He handed Josephine a knife. "Josephine, haven't you always wanted to be a doctor? This is the perfect time to be one. Why don't you help us to have a look? My friends here want to know who won the bet."

And as we lay entangled, our bodies still humming with pleasure, a sense of fulfillment washed over us. My heart pounded in my chest as I lay in Reuben's arms, my breathing gradually returning to normal. The rush of pleasure that had consumed us moments ago now gave way to a wave of uncertainty and regret. I couldn't help but question my decision to give myself to Reuben before our marriage, knowing his reputation as a playboy.

Of all guys out there, my heart decides to chose a playboy, and not just any playboy, it's the same playboy I made a deal not to fall in love with. Fuck, no.

R18 content ahead! TW: Sexual assault// Abuse // Violence “F*ck f*ck f*ck!” “How can I not see that this bastard is stalking Leila?!” “What else did he do with her…?” It’s already midnight, a perfect way to discreetly confirm his suspicions.