The Grizzly Sin Novels & Stories

Praying that it was not the anonymous person, she turned on her phone, but her stomach flipped when she saw that it was them. They had sent her a link to g****e maps, and there were coordinates punched in. It was on the southern side of Los Angeles and all she could see was that it was a patch of green. A park maybe? What would Casey be doing at a park? He had not told her where she was going but he had stopped a couple of months ago.

We stayed like that for maybe thirty seconds, foreheads pressed, breaths mingling and the faint salt of sweat and Hudson's cum hanging between us until the crunch of footsteps on gravel snapped the bubble. Hudson jerked back first, eyes widening in pure panic. He yanked his pants up with frantic hands, fumbling the waistband, while I scrambled to my feet, wiping my mouth again even though there was nothing left to wipe. My knees ached from the gravel, my own erection still throbbing uselessly in my cup, but adrenaline had replaced lust in about half a second.

9Gabriel. Guilt is a steady drumbeat that won’t stop pounding, no matter how many times I try to silence it. It sits under my skin, pulses in my veins, makes every moment feel like I’m holding my breath underwater. This morning, after Mara slips out of the rectory; hair wild, lips bitten, face flushed with the triumph of secrets, I sit at my desk with my head in my hands, every part of me aching for something I know I shouldn’t want. I thought sin would feel sharp and electric. I didn’t expect it to feel so heavy.

“Use me—ruin me—make me squirt again!” Rylan laughed darkly, thrusting faster between my tits. “Greedy girl. You’re never getting away from us after this.” The second orgasm crashed over me even harder. My whole body seized up, back arching off the bed as I squirted violently around Rhys’s cock. The spray arced out, soaking his abs and chest. I screamed loud enough that I was sure the party downstairs could hear, but neither twin cared. Rhys fucked me through it, chasing his release, while Rylan stroked himself furiously over my tits.

The other hand gripped my hip hard enough to bruise, holding me exactly where he wanted while he drove into me again and again. The wet sounds were obscene—my pussy so slick it was practically obscene, the rhythmic smack of his hips against my ass filling the dark room. I could smell rain on his skin, something sharper underneath, like cedar and smoke instead of his usual clean cologne, but I was too far gone to care. Every thrust hit that perfect spot inside me, building pressure low in my belly until it felt like I might shatter.

It’s a beautiful sight, but one that elicits shivers across my skin, knowing that the vibrant colours and distracting views are to conceal the darkness of Ira. "If this is a trap, I will kill you. Slowly,” I growl at Sinful, who pauses before we can make it to the front gate, painted a bright yellow. He turns, lavender eyes assessing me, a cool expression gliding across his face. "Don't let the power get to your head, pretty mortal."

Across the sand, a dark iron gate slowly rose, unleashing the deafening roar of a massive grizzly straight at me. Strapped helplessly in place, all I could do was scream as it charged.