Pushing Patrick Novels & Stories

I just moved. I pushed off my blades with explosive, terrifying force, crossing the ice in three massive strides just as Silas skated past, a smug, ugly laugh on his face. I slammed into him from the side, driving my shoulder into his ribs with every ounce of my two-hundred-and-twenty-pound frame, and tackled him violently into the boards. The plexiglass rattled like a bomb went off, and Silas went down hard, his helmet cracking against the ice with a sickening thud.

He was pushing his luck! I held my heels while he carried me piggyback. The mountain sunset stretched on forever as I idly counted the messy strands of hair at his nape. "How much further?" He chuckled. "That's what you get for running off. My car's still at the top." "..." I could feel my cheeks still burning. God, this was so embarrassing. Being confessed to by someone you've known forever - I wanted to hide my face forever. "Jake Harrison, you're the one who said you liked me."

Reality pressing in. Patrick exhaled slowly, then wrapped his arms around me from behind, holding me against his chest. His voice was steady, warm, and sure. Patrick looked at the screen, then at me. "I really don't want to think about tomorrow right now." he said against my hair. “We're supposed to be acting sensible." "Are we?" A smile tugged at his mouth. "Not even a little." I leaned back into him, smiling. Good. Because I don't feel particularly sensible either."

I looked over my shoulder, breathing hard, to find Patrick lubing me up from the back. "He's going to fuck your ass, pussy cat. Stay still and let him in," Waylon whispered in my ear, reaching between us to stroke my clit to keep me prepared for Patrick. "Yes," I whispered when I felt Patrick rubbing his tip against my back hole, slowly easing himself in. "Take me in, baby girl... You can do this," Patrick said behind me as he slowly eased all his cock inside me and then, with a strong final thrust, he pushed his knot into me, making me cry out with the pleasure of having the knots of my mates together.

I will also help out with the family. Jordan stared intently into Patrick's eyes, trying to catch a glimpse of any deception. But the other party did not. "Ah... I got it, you go back first. I was too impulsive and pulled you out all of a sudden." "Ah... It's okay, anyway, it's not the first time you've pulled me." I pinched the spot where Jordan had just pulled hard, and it still hurt a little at the moment. Patrick sighed helplessly and walked toward the ward with the documents in her arms.

I was ranked 33rd in my family, but none of my older brothers or sisters had kids. My father asked, "Did he agree to carry children?" I took out the agreement with the terms clearly written and signed. My father nodded approvingly. "Alright, I'll help you transfer the baby over right now." A month later, Bryce's belly swelled significantly, and he gained 13 pounds. He thought it was because he had been overeating lately and started exercising intensely. But no matter how much he exercised, it was futile and yielded no results. One day, he felt the baby move.

“Amanda, don't push me to the wall unless you’ll regret it. Don’t make me do anything that’ll make me regret my actions.” Patrick has always been the one managing their father's affairs since he fell sick. Seeing everything he all worked for taking away from him made him more mad. As Patrick advanced toward Amanda, Dickson couldn't contain his anger. He sprang up in awareness, but before he could react, Amanda swiftly dodged, causing Patrick’s slap to miss its mark. Seizing the opportunity, Amanda grabbed the back of Patrick's hand and forcefully shoved him, sending him crashing into the desks. In the aftermath, Patrick's head bore the brunt, instantly drawing blood.

Victoria asked him and held his hand like a younger brother. “I can smell my dad scent. I think he is here, we have to leave this place right now” Patrick says out of breathe and held my hands tightly. Patrick was snot technically from the Crescent pack but he was found in the borders of the pack half dead and was left there by his father who he still traumatize about till now. “He is not here so don’t be scared” Victoria assured him and they walk to the direction where Denver, Claude and Eric stood. “Babe you better don’t die on me in this forest” Eric jokes wrapping his arm around Victoria and Patrick tenses up which made him remove his hand quickly.

He kept his thumb pressed against her clit, rubbing tight, fast circles, pushing her higher, until. "Patrick, oh God, I'm gonna"

Only the moment he realized he was stalking across Blackthorn grounds with one objective: destruction. Kane intercepted him before Patrick reached the trees. He didn’t raise his voice. He didn’t posture. He stepped into Patrick’s path and let his dominance hit full force. The impact was a wall of pressure that stopped Patrick dead. “Move,” Patrick said, voice raw. “No,” Kane answered. Patrick tried to push past him. Kane didn’t budge. The more Patrick tried to force motion, the harder Kane’s authority flooded the spaceheavy, stabilizing, absolute. “I said move,” Patrick repeated, volume low but shaking.