Skyla Nsfw Novels & Stories

It kept buzzing again and again until I finally reached for it out of frustration, expecting maybe Sophia or even Ethan, but the moment I unlocked it, my stomach dropped. There were too many notifications. Messages, missed calls, mentions… things I didn’t even understand at first because everything felt like it was happening too fast. I frowned and opened one, then another, and then I saw it. A video. My heart skipped as I tapped on it, and the moment it started playing, I froze. It was me. At the bar. Walking up to him. Kissing him. “No… no, no…” I whispered, sitting up properly now as I started scrolling, hoping maybe it was just one post, just one angle, but it wasn’t.

Drax, made from wild fungi and ethanol, was banned within the city limits but could be legally purchased and consumed in the Drock. Mother’s message was particularly relevant today, as my age now permitted me entry. Her second message was not to take unnecessary risks on the ice peaks I planned to climb, a message she knew I always ignored. The third was one I had received continually since my early childhood: “Skye, do not, under any circumstances, exercise your powers and bring attention to yourself.” I had asked why many times, only to receive the same answer. “Because I forbid it.” Or, as I grew older, “Because we have a special ability that can be dangerous and must be concealed.”

"Thank you for being honest with me Caeleb. You already know what all I have done. When the time is right, what if I'm not good? What if I do something wrong?" "Skyla, stop. There is no need to get worked up over s*e*x*. I could be saying the same thing or I could be worrying that I'm not big enough to please you." "Oh you are plenty big enough from what I felt earlier." "Skyla!" "What?" "You are going to be the death of me, beautiful."

-Skyla! She smiled, swaying her body to the beat of the music. A little drunk. Skyla sprinkles the salt on the areas where she rubbed the lemon. She prepares to lick me while Tyler prepares a blow. Skyla slides her tongue over my belly, tickling it. I smile, trying to dodge it. She licks the top of my breasts, then takes the shot from Tyler's hands and flips it over.

she whimpered. Rhezi couldn't explain how she felt. As Kraius slowly worshiped and kissed the part of her thigh, her restraint seemed to loosen from the growls he was uttering. Kraius was an expert in pleasing and teasing her that she couldn’t even recognize her own voice as she screamed.

Trigger warning - rated 18+ This book has graphic sex scenes, addiction to sex, violence like murder and threats, betrayal, grief, and trauma. It shows sex used for control or revenge. If you’re sensitive to sexual coercion, addiction, or strong violence, please be careful. CHAPTER 1 ~ Skye ~ Nova pinned me hard against the wall. His thick cock was buried balls-deep inside my soaking pussy. He thrust up into me with steady, brutal force. Each stroke stretched me wide open and slammed right into that sweet spot until my legs shook.

Skylar's POV 1:00 am. My parents were sound asleep in their room. Chicken was sound asleep in my room, curled up on my bed. The moon was up in the night sky, glowing brightly. And I, Skylar Anderson, was dressed up in a black T-shirt and jeans, my favourite denim jacket, and some butt-kicking motorcycle boots. When I looked at myself in the mirror, I realized that I kind of resembled those actors in gangster movies. I looked like one of those sketchy dudes lurking around the creepy alleyways of New York city, having anything but good intentions.

Amelia rebutted, as her eyes narrowed into a sharp, critical gaze. “Same as him. I also think he was under the influence of something, and wasn't himself. Ivan, in his normal self, would never look at me in that way, talk more of trying to engage in sexual relations with me. Remember that this is my third year, and there has never been such. It just happened,” Skylar's voice was calm as she spoke, each word whispered with a quiet exhaustion. She was too stressed out already to be going back and forth about what she was trying to get past.

Skye's POV The night passed in a blur of stolen laughter, twinkling lights, and Eva’s constant nudges and whispers that made me giggle like a girl I barely recognized. It was the kind of laughter that bubbled up unexpectedly, free and light, untouched by fear or shame. For a few hours, I wasn’t the omega sweeping crumbs under the rug—I was just Skye, in a dress that shimmered and spun, twirling under the golden glow of fairy lights.

Callista is such a pesky friend. "Sorry girl, I get distracted easily. There are many hot guys here I dunno which one I will choose, is it the morena guy that has a good body or the mestizo guy whose smile is charming. What do you think girl? Wait, girl! Have you seen that?! The Moreno guy waved at me! She waved at me! I think I should get his Instagram handle!" I didn't answer her stupid question. I grabbed her wrist and glared at her "Fine. So, tell me about the misery of that bitch" then she starts slurping her drink