Shameless Fanfic Novels & Stories

Bella looked at the smiling face of this man, and the words that immediately came to her mind were "Shameless!" Hearing this, Levi burst into laughter. "Hahahaha... it's not like you didn't know I was shameless. No one has ever dared call me shameless before, so you should feel honored to say that to me." In response to Levi's teasing, Bella was truly at a loss for words. He wasn't just shameless but also unashamed. In Bella's case, if he wasn't ashamed, then she must certainly be the one who was. Levi didn't say anything more; he took advantage of Bella's inattention and pulled down her panties, causing Bella to gasp.

The shippers were left behind, screaming in excitement at their perfect ship—Chelsea and Damian. The shippers exclaimed, "DamSea is real!" Chelsea's fans retorted by shouting, "No! It's fake!" "Chelsea waited outside for so long because of Damian. Didn't you see the way she looked at him? So passionate!" "Are you all blind? That's a look of disdain!" "Damian rushed after Chelsea once he realized she was leaving. So dramatic!" "He's being desperate!" Chelsea's fans finally knew why some of the fans were so cautious earlier and dared not say a word. They were definitely shippers. Shippers were the most fragile, pitiful, yet most hateful type of fans.

Made me clench around his fingers so hard he hissed against my mouth a low dark sound that vibrated straight into my bones. You like that he murmured his voice dark and low, nothing like the Finn who joked at the fire. Did not think the Alpha's daughter would get this sloppy for a second choice male. The words should have stung. Instead they punched straight into the aching heat between my legs. I groaned loud and shameless, my hips rolling against his hand like a bitch in heat chasing every stroke. He was right. I was dripping down his wrist, the denim soaked through and the humiliation of it only made me hotter, the shame twisting sweet and filthy inside me until I could barely breathe.

He let out a slow, shaky breath, clearly fighting with himself. “There are other ways you can repay me if you really insist,” he said carefully, not making me feel ashamed. “But not like this. Not something illegal. You’re drunk, baby girl. You don’t know what you’re saying right now.” But I wasn’t listening to reason anymore. The alcohol, the pain, and years of hidden fantasies had stripped away all my shame. I stepped even closer, pressing my body flush against his. My hand slid down his chest slowly, feeling the hard muscle beneath his shirt, before boldly palming the growing bulge in his pants.

She smiled and sat next to me. “Okay you guys are rubbing it on our faces!!” Liam hissed. “Shouldn't you do some introduction or something at least consider the fact that I almost died to make your love story come to a reality.” Dante was the one who spoke this time and I felt Tasha shifted. She was feeling guilty,I pulled her closer and pecked her head. “It's not your fault that I punished Dante; he deserved it for acting without his Alpha permission.” I whispered Into her ear and she relaxed.

I stay quiet, not sure what is so funny, but also not wanting to incur his wrath if that is where this is going. “Why settle for a show?” Cain raises an eyebrow at the angel, and I know where this is going. I bite my lip, nervous and unsure. Will Shamshiel take him up on it? What does this mean for us? I push the intrusive thoughts aside and try to focus as Shamshiel pushes off from the wall, closes the door and slowly walks toward me; his eyes burning with desire. My stomach drops as Shamshiel stops in front of me and undoes his pants, his length now dangling above me. His eyes hold a promise, of what I don’t know but I find my golden ovaries and take him in my mouth, kneeling up to do so.

If I were mean I would tell her I want to have a threesome to cheer him up. ‘The fuck you would, you bastard. I won’t allow it and more to the point I won’t let you do that to our mate,’ Shammus growled in my head. ‘Chill the fuck out dude. I don’t share and it would only be teasing her. You already know what I am going to ask, we share the same head space asshole,’ I shot back. ‘Fine dummy. Sarafina and I need to run tonight. So quit teasing our mate before she gets pissed at us,’ he grumbled and went to lay down in the back of my mind.

It was like I was back in that bedroom, back in the heat, lost in the memory. "Did you enjoy the shame, child?" the Shaman asked. His voice was lower now, almost a whisper, creeping through the darkness. "Did you like being used like a common girl?" "Yes," I gasped. My hand was moving faster now. I was rubbing myself through the confession, my body acting on its own. "I loved it. I loved the way he looked at me. I loved the way he didn't care if I was tired. He just kept slamming into me, over and over, until I was seeing stars. I was making these loud, 'Mmm-nnn-gh! Yes! Right there! Ohhh!'"

Unbuttoning her blouse, I unclasp her bra and bring her nipples to my mouth, pulling and sucking hard. “Ash,” she moans out my name in a breathless whisper and wiggles her hips as she pulls her skirt down. My mind goes back to Liam’s face, smiling and happy - before I could even think, I buried myself deep in Fallon. “Ash, wait-” she starts again, but I shut her up with a kiss and flip her onto her stomach. I wrap one hand around her throat and the other around her waist before pounding into her. Why was I feeling so fucking angry? Who Liam’s friends are and who he hangs out with shouldn’t matter to me. It’s not like I’m supposed to be his only friend, right? He was only helping me out with

Her mother looked confused, "Penelope, what book are you talking about?" Penelope looked a little too excited, "It's filled with the most insane, steamy scenes I've ever read. She wrote about the guy she had a crush on and it went viral across a lot of campus forums. She wrote it, I swear, look..." Penelope held up her phone and Elias saw the humiliating cover page on the screen. Elias's heart thundered. She felt so ashamed and her palms began to sweat. Still, she held on to her professionalism and gave the girl a warm smile, "I'm afraid you must be mistaken, miss. May I recommend the house special Tonight?" Her tone was polite, but her toes were squeezed inside her shoes.