Redvelvet X Jelly Bean Novels & Stories

Feel betrayed already? Either man or woman, your lover might let you down one day The bass in Velvet Room pulsed like a heartbeat made of neon and regret. Bodies moved against each other under violet light, drinks poured over glittering rims and the hum of scandal traveled faster than any song played by the DJ.

Becky grabbed my wrist and pulled me straight onto the floor. ♪ Don’t wanna talk about us ♪ She mouthed the words, eyes half-closed, hips rolling. I stayed close, trying not to look as out of place as I felt. ♪ Feeling good now you’re outta my life ♪ Someone shouted near the entrance. “Hey! Stand in line.” A girl with platinum hair glared at us. “There’s a line in between your ass, bitch… You could make your dick useful on between her line.” Becky didn’t even blink.

Purple was her favorite color—her hair, her phone case, even her room was decorated in shades of purple. Pulling on a purple hoodie and grabbing her headphones, Velia stepped out of their small apartment. They didn’t have much, but Hardin made sure she lacked for nothing, from education to little luxuries. She considered taking her bicycle but decided against it since the grocery store wasn’t far. Walking quickly, she slipped on her headphones and started playing her favorite BTS song, Run. "Run, bulletproof, run. Yeah, you gotta run," she sang along happily, her voice carrying through the quiet street.

pretense. She’s still fighting it. My little enemy captive, the one who used to glare at me like I was the devil himself. Now she’s wearing the color I chose for her, blushing because I fed her from my spoon. One week away and she’s already cracking. Good. I want her addicted before she even realizes she’s mine. I leaned across the table again, spooning another slow bite of cake. “Open for me, Velvet.” Her dark eyes flicked up, a mix of defiance and something hotter. “You’re really enjoying this power trip, aren’t you?”

Casor was close on his tail, fury painting his face. "What are you doing Ez? You know the rules, your being foolish!" "I'm just changing locations Cas, relax." Violet was actually excited to play with Brandon, she was still half in shock that he had actually approached her requesting her company and even more so he actually knew her name, that meant that he had previously been aware of her at some point in time. She was even more thrilled because she happened to be quite good at beer pong, her high school party days had pretty much revolved around the sport, it was just that a popular sport played by one and all. Any opportunity to show off in front of Brandon was welcome. She only breif

Midnight, twelve o'clock. The private club "The Vault" in downtown Seattle. This place was the social ground for the top circle, membership-based, with extremely high privacy. There was no ear-splitting electronic music, only a top jazz band humming softly, the sound of the cello flowing slowly in the air, yet it couldn't soothe the irritability in William's heart. William sat in the corner booth, his slender fingers playing with an empty wine glass, his expression lazy, but his eyes revealing an indescribable boredom.

Ending the night on dessert, the chef surprises us once again with not only three bowls of vanilla ice cream wrapped with tempura batter, but with the same model that was soon adorned with chocolate-covered strawberries and various mochi. Taking a spoonful of ice cream and tempura shell, along with a bite of matcha-flavored mochi, I hold myself back from fully moaning at the delicious mix of flavors. Each bite was its own climax, making me consider the fact that food might just be better than sex. I say the silly thought out loud and Nancy rolls her eyes at me, reminding me that it is just that, a consideration but never the truth.

--- He walked across the room in three massive strides. Sera barely had time to react before he was looming over her — gigantic, hot, and potent. Valerio reached down and opened the box with a snap of the lid. Inside, resting against black velvet, was a collar. Black leather. Streamlined. One silver ring in the middle. Simple. Beautiful. Irrefutably possessive. Her knees turned to water. --- "No," Sera breathed, stepping back. "I'm not. I'm not some pet you can just—"

He whispered into her pussy, licking her body that were clenched, fighting the urge to release. Tears were now rolling down her cheeks as Baddley stopped her from releasing. Her legs were shaking now and Baddley chuckled, replacing his mouth with his dick. Xenia clenched onto his body tightly as they came in sync. *** Violet shoved two fingers into her pussy, pleasuring herself. She was able to add one more finger and imagine it was Baddley fingering her like he did in the past. She grumbled in frustration. It did nothing. Adding more fingers only caused her pain.

Sweat glistened on her flawless skin, her perfect ass jiggling with every powerful thrust, her pussy stretched wide around his thick, beaded cock. I couldn’t complain. I couldn’t scold him. I was just the tool. The reliable outlet. So I stood there, watching silently as he ruined Lena’s beautiful body that morning. He fucked her relentlessly, one hand fisted in her hair, pulling her head back as he drove into her deeper, the metal beads dragging perfectly against her g-spot. Lena came hard, crying out his name, her legs shaking violently, juices dripping down her thighs. Shawn didn’t slow down. He fucked her through it, then pulled out, his cock glistening with her arousal, the beads shining