Reeling Him In Novels & Stories

Reaper felt it. He laughed triumphantly and suddenly slowed down “Not yet, Crown. You come when I breed you. When I pump this womb full.” Suddenly he suddenly pulled all the way out again. "Not yet,” he growled. Then he stepped back,“ First, you’re going to use that defiant mouth properly.” He grabbed my hair in a fist and yanked me upright on the bench forcing me onto my knees. The restraints on my ankles kept my legs spread wide.

Jorge was trying to help, his face red with exertion as he held the net ready, but they were both losing ground. I saw the reel starting to smoke. I couldn't watch them struggle for a second longer. "Here," I said, stepping between them and taking the rod from her hands. "Let me." I wrapped my hand around the spool of the reel, ignoring the burning friction on my palms, and began to turn. With my other hand, I held the rod, my muscles barely engaging. The line, which had been screaming out, stopped instantly. I began to reel it in and with all my strength I pulled.

I wailed, my hips bucking, trying to force him back to the task. He caught my waist with hands like iron manacles, pinning me still. A dark, amused smirk played on his lips. "I have to take this, Rhea. It’s a priority line. Stay right there. Keep those legs open for me. I’ll finish what I started the second I’m done."

The level of unhinged energy attached to this guy is illegal, he was custom-made from hell. His left eye is twitching repeatedly, and the smirk is tugging smugly at his lip corner. "What do you think you're doing?" Pearl gritted, struggling to free herself from the chains again, but it only made water pour on the ground again. The chains began hurting her wrists too as a result of her aggressive pull. Roonie rose to his feet in all tallness, and she stopped struggling to look back at him. "Roonie it's not funny ok?" She said, swallowing her fear.

“You work. You hold. You take.” He stroked Miles until precome wet his fingers, then released him, spat into his hand, and pressed two thick fingers between Miles’s cheeks. Miles hissed as they pushed in, stretching him open with firm patience. Reid worked them deep, curling, scissoring, using his other hand to keep Miles braced on the bench. “Relaxed enough and I’ll give you more,” Reid said. “Fight it and you hold the stretch longer.” Miles forced his breathing slower. “I’m not fighting.”

"He’s missing, Rhea." A gasp leaves my throat. The room feels like it’s spinning. I step closer to him, my hands reaching out to grab his arms, gripping the fabric of his shirt as if it’s the only thing keeping me upright. ***

Matteo cautioned Reed through the blue tooth device Reed is wearing in one ear. Reed is in a corridor where there is not much scope for hiding or escaping. He used his upper body strength to jump and catch the deer head showpiece hanging to one of the walls. He walked up the wall and became still, easily blending I'm the shadows of the dimly lit corridor.

"Just bring it back and flick it forward, holding your thumb on this button on the reel." Shasta watched as the pink worm sailed out over the water. "Now just slowly reel it back in." She did as he said. Blake stepped back to watch as she concentrated, absently chewing on her bottom lip as she turned the reel. When the worm lifted out of the water, she turned to him, frowning. "I didn't catch anything." "Just keep doing it," he chuckled. "It takes time." He returned to his place on the bank and cast out his own line again.

His muscles tense, his body coils like he’s ready to react, but he’s waiting, waiting for me to make the next move. I don’t give him the chance. With a sharp tug, I pull him forward, spinning him just enough to throw him off balance before yanking him against me. “You’re done running.” His body stiffens, his free hand coming up, pushing against my chest. “Rook, don’t fucking—”

He instructs and I do. When he pulls me back down on him, his dick is lined up perfectly with my pussy entrance. He pulls me down all the way, slamming his hard dick inside me with one quick motion. We both moan loud. "Oh fuck. You are so big." I moan. I spread my thighs wide, putting my hands on his knees to balance myself. I raise up slowly, and slide back down, feeling him stretch me. "Fuck baby." Reece growls. "You are so fucking tight."