Straight Bait Novels & Stories

on top of me his thrusts are savage it's painful at this point as I claw at him to stop he doesn't then I feel him coming inside me he stays there until he's sure I have milked him dry. I just lay there out of breath shocked that my sweet seventeen year old step brother just attacked me in the back of his truck.

Devilio retorts with a smirk on his handsome face. “But you and I know that I am not as brawny as you are, and no matter how hard I try, I never catch up with you. That’s why I always let you eat the first beaver or rodent so you can let me eat the second one.” Basil complains, apparently pain and of course, hungry.

I cut her off and said, "Just Eve." "He isn't a bad kid, Miss Eve... He just never had anything or anyone around to influence him positively." I hesitated before asking, "Was Drake really that bad as a teen?" She laughed out loud. "He was the typical alpha male, full of hormones and attitude." "I'm not sure what that means, Junia." She chuckled again. "It's funny hearing someone say my name. Drake has all the alpha traits, including attitude and a high sex drive. It's just part of being a Stclaire. That combination can spell disaster when mixed with regular human hormones."

Madden only woke up one day when he turned ten and decided to become untouchable, and he did it. He trained himself, that's why she'll always respect and look up to him. Just like everyone else, Madden is her favorite sibling. She released the third arrow from the bow. It flew to the dartboard with a whistling sound, hitting the center. She smiled satisfactorily, water dripping from her bikini bra. "Bravissimo!" A playful voice said behind her. She twirled with a scowl to see who she expected. Sin. Sin definitely has something against clothes. He's still wearing his shorts, and it's hugging his midsection tightly, cock protruding.

“Faster than Usain Bolt in relay finals, boss.” Despite the assurance in his voice, irritation flickers through me. “Trash them, game boy.” “Trust the mode, boss,” Quinn laughs stupidly. The idiot sounds excited like this is some damn multiplayer combat mission instead of real people dying if need be. Still, the boy is a genius with drones, surveillance and every flying machine known to mankind, so I follow his instructions while he deploys his people ahead of me. I park along the roadside, grab my gun, check the magazine twice, then shove an earbud into my ear as I start toward the funeral home.

Harlan's gaze was fixed on me again, that smirk creeping back across his face, eyes glinting with mischief. He propped his elbow on the armrest. "Use tomorrow wisely, yeah? Get under his skin. Make him trip over himself for you." I met his stare, a spark igniting in my chest, determination hardening like steel. "Alright." I will definitely make him fall for me tomorrow.

no way! why am I bent in such an angle like a baby in the womb, what is happening to me? I took a look at my position, my breath got stuck in my throat as I realized I was inside a rope like thing, no,...wait, I am in a FUCKING trap. This isn't funny any more, am I going to die as food for carnivores as I become their special treat. No, I can't be thinking that, then can anyone tell me why I was stuck in a fucking trap, this is too

“Shit.” Sly glanced over, his smirk fading when he saw the image. “Ah... there it is. The bait.” I snapped my head toward him, my voice low and seething. “What do you mean, the bait?” Sly leaned back in his chair, his knife tapping lightly against the desk. “It’s a trap, Sullivan. They’re trying to draw you out. They want you to come running straight into their hands, and you’re ready to give them exactly what they want.”

Nahlela “I woke up before Timi and I didn't want to disturb him so I quietly tiptoed into the bathroom and took my bath. I was already late for work so I didn't waste time in the bathroom. When I came back to the bedroom, I was surprised to see that Timi was no longer in bed. The dress I had taken didn't need ironing again so I dressed up and tied my braids in a bun. I didn't even bother with make-up, Just wore my shoes and was going to the living room to look for my laptop and notepad to put in my bag and runout when Timi stopped me &Good morning babe& &Good morning & I answered &Trying to sneak past me huh?& & I'm not sneaking. planned on calling you once I got to work& &I made you breakfa

he said gently. And then everything happened too fast. A sharp sting pierced my neck. I gasped, stumbling forward, hand flying to the spot. Something small clattered to the pavement behind me. A dart. My vision blurred instantly. “What—” Bryan caught me before I hit the ground. “Easy,” he murmured near my ear. “It’s not lethal. Wouldn’t want to damage the bait.” Bait. The word shattered through the fog. “You—” My tongue felt thick. Heavy.