Sterek Fanfic Novels & Stories

“I’m all for you convincing her that this is genuine. But how is that not genuine what you just did? You almost fucked and claimed your mate in public where everyone could see.” “I know, but she’s still going to think that it’s because I’m trying to breed her for an heir.” Sebastian sighed, nodding his head. “Well, you got your work cut out for you.” There was a few knocks on the door and he knew Raina’s sister was right on time. Sebastian walked over to the closed door and opened it. Sterling walked in with her head held up high, carrying a padfolio. Her cat-eye glasses sat perched on a familiar nose as she looked directly into his eyes. Instead of her sister’s classic French braid, she wor

B: Stalker much? “I'm yours?” I forced out a laugh, “what are you? A caveman or something? Listen, I do not know what it is you are doing nor do I care how you are doing it. Whatever trick you are playing, stop it. This is becoming more creepy.” Stefan smiled and I melted. “Creepy? I can tell that you feel anything but creeped out. And no, this isn't a trick. The madness you are feeling, the thoughts you are hearing - they are all because of the mating heat.”

I took his hand and as soon as I did, I pulled myself towards him and I was a mere twenty centimeters away from him, so I could detail their faces even better. I noticed that he had a tongue piercing, and that he smelled wonderful, he still looked at me mischievously and I, well, I still didn't react, so my super voice had to come to my rescue again. — Well, stupid, now your muscles react and a little testosterone makes you stupid, or what? —After that I shook my head as if to shoo away some imaginary flies so he laughed again and I felt his body shake for that reason. I was finally able to articulate coherent words and thoughts, although I didn't say anything at the time because I started l

We already had the rule carved into the wall between us. Best friends who fucked. Nothing more. No sleepovers that turned into mornings. No soft words after. Just this raw, secret, and supposed to stay clean. Stecy was on her knees in the middle of my living room floor, naked except for the thin black collar she’d bought herself last month and never explained. The leather sat flush against her throat, a quiet dare. My cock was already in her mouth, thick and wet from the way she’d been working me for the last ten minutes, slow and filthy, like she was trying to memorize the exact weight of me on her tongue.

"You are cute too, darling." "Tell that to the girl I got fired. She refers to me as a certain b-word. What was her name again?" I pretended to think, stroking my chin before I faked a remembrance. "Oh, how could I forget? Foolish me. It was Sarah Aurora Morte." That made her step back and mutter, "Yeah, whatever." I turned back but couldn't shake off this weird feeling as I remembered she was talking about ice tea. That was Mason's special.

Usually, Leila or her fuckboy, was gone before the sun came out. But things were different now, with him. Ster was after more than just her body, he was also after her heart, mind, soul, and he already had them. They settled into the couch and made small talk, flipping through the channels, though neither really watched the screen. But rather they watched each other, enraptured. Ster rubbed soft circles on her inner wrist, then skimmed up and down her arm, and he wasn’t the only one who couldn’t keep their hands to themselves on that couch. Leila’s fingertips grazed his chest, the hallow of his throat, his collarbone. His touch was hypnotic, his voice like smoke that wrapped around every pa

Especially if it's not making love, something that is usually done by a husband and wife. Steak with the best meat and vegetables broccoli, beans and meat should be her favorite food. But the day didn't look so good that even Jes wasn't interested at all. She just looked at the food while remembering what Adam had just said. Jes truly feared that if what she had in mind really happened, she was not ready and would never be ready to do it.

She bowed her head and picked up her book again “Something like this would have been totally cool in the fictional world.” “I still need more details about him, though. Don’t try to escape it.” She folded her legs; I knew she wouldn’t let me off that easily. G was a helpless dark romance reader; her excitement when she heard I had a stalker that looked like he was a descendant of Hercules himself was priceless. She loved me, I knew that, but her being a reader, I expected this already. I hit my forehead with my hand tiredly. “I have a stalker, Gianna. This isn’t books; this is real life.”

Finn moaned around Ash’s dick, pushing his hips up, wanting more. “Enough,” Sterling said. “Move aside, boy.” Leo crawled back. Sterling knelt between Finn’s legs again and unzipped his trousers. He pulled out his dick. It was long and thin, like Ash’s, but unnervingly pale, with a sharp, upward curve. He lined it up with Finn’s wet, open hole and pushed inside in one smooth, relentless thrust. Finn groaned as the curved dick hit his prostate at a perfect, devastating angle. Sterling began to fuck him with long, hard strokes, his hips slapping against Finn’s ass.

After so many days of indulging in sexual acts due to the estrus, I realized that Sterly's self-control seemed to have weakened a lot. He was no longer so hesitant to touch me, and at the moment, his pheromone was starting to leak out, too. I swallowed hard. My fingers trailed between us, finding his zipper, and I pulled it down. "Jared." He called again, his tone a bit hesitant. I captured his lips with mine, stopping his words. Sterly held my shoulders and stopped the kiss. His heterochromatic eyes searched mine, his lips parted, and his breathing was a bit too fast.