Novel & Cerita Sinder X

he replied, holding me closer to his chest. I smiled as I tightened my hold around his waist, closing my eyes as I took a deep whiff of his scent- candlewood and lies. Seems he stopped using manipulation. I laughed at my joke. Tiana rolled her eyes and I poked my tongue at her. She's so real and annoying, I don't get why Xender can't see her. Maybe he's finally getting drowned in his sins. Perfect. I hated him too. Loved only his money and huge dick.

“Pregnant with my stepbrother’s baby, free, owned completely… I’m so full of you in every way.” He thrust deeper, grinding against my clit. “You’re my everything. My dirty little sister. My pregnant goddess. I’d run forever if it meant keeping you like this.” We came together, clinging tightly. But the tenderness always burned back into depravity. He carried me to the bedroom and tied my wrists to the headboard with soft ropes. For the next two hours he edged and ruined me. Ice cubes traced over my sensitive, leaking breasts and rounded belly. The flogger left light pink stripes across my thighs and ass. Nipple clamps bit into my tender buds while he worked a thick vibrating dildo into my pu

Junior was up waiting for his aunt Lily. Her thoughts was all that runs through my mind till I scold myself. Stop and focus on your God damn work. After working for almost 6 hours continuously I called my assistant. She came in. "Yes Mr. Chaser." She said. I leaned back on my chair then said "Sandra, I want you to fix a meeting with the Foreign clients tomorrow and make sure you have everything prepared." She nodded "Okay Mr. Chaser." "And the file I told you to summarise, did you do it?"

He can wear a sack and he will still slay it. My, on the other hand, was wearing a crop top and booty short which was barely covering her ass. Her face was bare without any makeup and I would be lying if I said she wasn't glowing. The petite brunette had certainly been blessed with her share of beauty. No wonder Xavier is attracted to her. My gaze dropped to their linked hands. She was clinging onto him like a koala bear. A tint of unwanted irritation passed through my body. "Xander, why are we here?" Sandra spoke up, slashing the silence. Her tone suggested impatience and was filled with annoyance.

A deep grunt escaped my throat at the thought that she was also going to find out that I was her mate and would also perceive my scent. shit! I hissed and clenched my fist, bracing myself to reject her immediately; I wasn't worried about the pain because I was also planning to kill her. My name is Xander, the heir to the Red Moon Pack. Being the son of Alpha Xavier, I had to be more cruel than him, giving no space for romantic feelings, which do nothing other than make someone weak and act stupidly. Lena's POV.

“Before anything happens… what’s your name, little thief?” Shania swallowed hard, lips parting under his thumb. “Shania,” she whispered, voice breathy. “My name is Shania.” A low, approving rumble vibrated from the chest behind her. The twin in front smiled—slow, filthy, and full of dark promise. “I’m Damian,” he said, thumb pressing just inside her lower lip for a moment, letting her taste the salt of his skin. “And this is my brother, Killian.”

“Nice to meet you.” When the angel was sure that Zephyr was back on his feet, he proceeds to where Senna was sitting. He pats the head of the girl, who was still looking for him. “I’m the only one who can’t see him, right? Just like your other friend?” Senna pouts. “Cute, little girl.” And then the angel looks at Chris. He stares at him longer than any other person he watches in the room. Chris’ finger was still in the air pointing to him. The tremor was visible and the kid looks like he was frozen there.

There was a dragon tattooed down his whole back. Looked so lifelike. I was half expecting it to start moving. My eyes trailed further down to his lower back, where the letters S.I.X were inscribed. So wait six isn't actually a number, but an acronym? He turned slightly, enough for me to get a view of his front, but not for him to see me standing there.

“Use your other hand to squeeze your breasts under my shirt. Don’t take my shirt off" The both us groan as I do as I’m told. I know he’s stroking his cock on the other end of the line and it turns me on knowing that, that gorgeous specimen of a man is imagining me as he gets himself off. “Take the finger that’s stoking your pussy and use it and your middle finger to rub circles on your clit. Use pressure, don’t be gently.” I let out a low moan and my breath comes in short gasps, “Fuck Xander, I want you inside me.”

12, 2015) Mother: Jasmine M. Smith: Jan 13, 1958, (Alive) Father: Raymond M. Bennett: July 13, 1952, (Alive) Siblings: Ryan C. Miller: Oct.24, 2001 (Alive, Single) Aiden K. Miller: Sep. 27, 2004 (Alive, Single) Social Circle: Introvert. Friends: 23 (Mainly At University) Close Friends: 2 (Andrea Roman, Rory Jameson)