Spongebob Squarepants 7 Sins Novels & Stories

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Silas leaned down, sucking one nipple into his hot mouth, biting down hard enough to make me cry out. “You love this, don’t you?” he growled against my skin. “Being chained and used like a toy. Your brother’s debt paid with your cunt.” “Yes,” I sobbed, pushing back as much as the chains allowed. “I love it. Fuck me harder, Silas. Please—” He gave it to me harder. His hand wrapped around my throat, squeezing just enough to make my head spin as he pounded into me. The new pressure made everything sharper, more intense. I was dripping down his balls, soaking the sheets, my moans turning into desperate screams.

I imagined all the sounds he’ll make while I fucked him. Damian chuckled, scraping his teeth against the tender spot on my neck. “What’s your safe word?” Safe word. We needed a safe word. Fuck. What was he going to do to me? “I can choose for you, if you don’t mind,” he offered, laying open-mouth kisses on my skin. I nodded. “Something simple. Silver. The colour of your jewellery,” he whispered, giving me a kiss on my shoulder. I clenched my eyes shut, repeating those words in my head. It shouldn’t be too hard to remember.

His voice switched to a feral tone that made me scared. “I'll burn your fucking skull to ashes if you don't do as I say…now!!” He thundered and there was silence for a while and when I thought he was going to succumb and apologise, I heard a loud cracking punch that felt swerved, it continued and worry overwhelmed me, I needed to see, was he hitting Draven? I heard the Boss's yells as punches continued and a spark of flame swallowed the corner of the basement and I screamed in horror.

It felt like gravity had chosen him as its center, and I was already caught. God, how could anyone look like that? As if he’d been sculpted on a day the universe was feeling indulgent. He lifted a hand and slid his sunglasses off. I sucked in a breath. His eyes were dark and slow-burning, the kind that didn’t rush but promised. The kind that could dismantle a woman’s defenses without ever touching her. And then, worse, they settled on me. My heart stuttered, a sharp, almost painful skip against my ribs. “Who the fuck is he?” I murmured, leaning toward Lilith before they reached us.

“I knew it. Spill.” “No.” Matteo wasn’t stupid. He read me too well. “If it’s who I think it is, you’re insane.” I shot him a glare. He just raised his hands like he was innocent. “Relax. I’m your friend, not your priest.” “Good.” I adjusted my bag. “Because I don’t need confession.” “Yeah, you do.” He chuckled. “Come on, class is starting.”

I said softly, my voice already breathy. “How long has it been since your last confession, my child?” Father Damien asked. His voice sounded slightly strained today. “Seven days.” “Tell me your sins.” I leaned closer to the screen. “I have had very impure thoughts, Father. Every single night. I touch myself thinking about a man I should not want.” He stayed quiet for a moment. I could hear his breathing change. “What kind of thoughts?” he asked, his voice lower. “I imagine him touching me. Kissing me. Fucking me.” I used the word deliberately. “I imagine him bending me over the altar and taking my virginity right here in God’s house.”

Damian? I knew that face. It was impossible to forget what he looked like. The perfectly sculpted jawline, the sharp cheekbones, the arrogant slant of his brows. His hazel eyes stared down at me—cold, unreadable, calculating. He studied me with those eyes, eyes that make me want to squirm and hide behind a wall where they could not burn through me, but my feet had grown roots in seconds making it hard for me to move. His tousled dark hair fell over his forehead like it always did in school, just messy enough to look deliberate. He hadn’t changed. Just grown more dangerous.

I CAN BE WHOEVER YOU WANT ME TO BE “Good morning sunshine! Birds are singing, the sun is shining, and we are in Hawaii baby!” I hear Alena's voice booming through my room followed by the sound of curtains being opened, the brightness goes straight to my eyes, I squeeze my eyelids tightly and pull up the blanket until I'm completely covered “come on my little vampire, we have a tight schedule and the time is running out, you must have breakfast at lightspeed because we have a yoga class in thirty minutes, then a long session at the spa, by the time this relaxing morning is over you won't even remember your name.”

Then Liam set his beer down and clapped his big hands once. “Alright, enough fucking around. Time for The Temptation Trials. Spinner in the middle, three decks—Icebreaker, Touch & Tease, No Limits. Starts light, gets nasty. You in, Ethan?” I nodded, my throat dry. “Yeah.” We sat in a loose circle, me right on Liam’s left like he’d made sure of it. The first few spins were Round 1, Icebreaker stuff, light but already pushing. Spinner landed on Ryan first. He drew and read out loud, grinning.