The Great Sex Rescue Novels & Stories

After all, it was the werewolves' sexual awakening ritual, which was top-notch to the rogues, betas, Omegas, and Alphas were each encountering their mate and making out lustfully in hidden areas, some were making out, moaning and having sex with their partners in each corner, while some just went straight to the point and fucked the hell out of each other, it was the season for wolves to meet their mate and bond with each other, yet the rogues terminated that rule and insist on only SEX with no bond. I pulled back from the rock, held my bucket away from the guard who was busy talking with the others, when he was done whipping and cursing me. I felt like dying and wished for my body to rot in

I tried to mellow out my moans to avoid a scandal. It got difficult for me to repressed it when Liam reached down to released my shorts and undergarments. He frolicked inside my trembling abyss and sucked it like a confectionery. I accidentally pulled his hair in pleasure that got him back to my lips. He unbuckled his pants and turned my face in front of the wall. He slowly played my crevasse again with his fingers and started to insert his wholeness inside me, pounding me. I can hear the irregularity of his breathe behind me and kissed him back torridly. The masculinity of Liam inside me made me erupt instantaneously.

The bomb shelter erupted into chaos. The guy with glasses was the first to charge at me. "Mr. Lynch is a national treasure! And you're siding with a makeup thief, a nobody–" "Zip it!" Everett floored Glasses Guy with a swift move, his eyes blazing as he scanned the room. "Make a move, and you're done for!" Annie slumped against the wall, a smug glint in her eyes. She snatched the pill, shot me a triumphant look, and gulped it down with the water Everett handed her.

He looked gaunt, with dark circles under his eyes, while Hilary’s face was twisted with resentment and spite. I didn’t let them come up. Instead, I had Kane project the security footage onto the giant screen in the living room. I sat on the sofa in the penthouse, building blocks with Xavier while watching the two of them stand downstairs under the eyes of reporters and curious onlookers from daylight until nightfall. “Ma, why are they standing there so long?” Xavier asked curiously. “Because they did something wrong,” I said softly, stroking his hair. “They’re being punished.”

{ Clara } When I return to my body, I gasp and sit down, completely terrified. The only reason I stop myself from going into complete and utter panic is because the giant wolf lying near me gets up and stands on guard, looking around in case I'm gasping at some threat. But I'm not panicking because of that. I’m panicking because I'm naked and I can feel I just had sex. And not only that... I had a knot inside me. And I know because I've felt a knot before. Just once, with Daniel, and that was enough to know what it feels like.

“Right now, you should be focused on kissing your mate.” My soul drifted, weightless, back to Xander’s side. I hovered in the air, invisible, watching everything unfold. Xander and Hudson were locked in a heated argument. When Xander learned that only a rookie had been sent to handle the rescue, his expression darkened. Rage rippled through him like a storm. “Since when do we send new recruits on solo rescue missions?” he growled. “Hudson, you just wasted the golden window for a life-or-death operation!”

Only the wealthiest could afford to pay for the membership card and men like rich businessmen, actors, celebrities and even famous politicians came to the place to release all their sexual desires. Women on the show can be taken home for a special price and there were VIP rooms underground where patrons can take their women and fuck them. “C’mon, she might hear you. I don't want to get on her bad side, she can be a real bitch if she wants to.” Brianna rolled her eyes. Margaux continued to giggle. “Let me get that robe, darling. Good luck!” Brianna let out a shaky sigh. She tried her best not to feel nervous. She’s been doing this for almost two years now, but every show never fails to make h

“This. Trying to save my sister from the biggest mistake of her life. Am I right, or am I insane?” Lorcan is silent for a while. “I think you’re very loyal and very protective and I respect you for that. And, yes, you’re insane.” “Shut up.” I shove him. “You asked.” He shoves me back and I feel a tiny electric dart, coupled with a flashback to our night together. It’s so graphic that I gasp. Looking at the way Lorcan’s mouth is tightening, I think he’s remembering exactly the same bit. My skin has started to prickle in a mixture of memory and anticipation. Here we are: the two of us, in a hotel. No-brainer. The thing about great sex is, it’s a gift from God which should be enjoyed to the max

Because what in the world was that? The talk show hosts were discussing a scandal involving Chris. My heart raced as I leaned closer to the TV, my eyes glued to the screen in disbelief. What could they possibly be saying about him? They were not speculating but were talking about an affair with their full chests. “Mr. Kinsgton is not only a successful CEO, Susan, he also has a very good sperm count,” The blonde one joked. “Right? Imagine being pregnant for a billionaire? For a freaking Kingston?!” The one called Susan squealed. “Meghan did her thing and I am proud of her. But also jealous, don’t forget that,” She added and they laughed.

The elevator doors closed behind us, sealing out the noise of the party below. Drake stood with his back to the mirrored wall, watching me with an intensity that made my skin prickle. The space between us felt charged, electric, like the air before a thunderstorm. I pressed myself against the opposite wall, trying to put distance between us, but the elevator was small and he was everywhere. His scent. His heat. The weight of his gaze crawling over my body like a physical touch.