Their Secret Obsession Pippa Moon Novels & Stories

That I wear crazy black lingerie that barely covers my ass, and pasties on my tits, swaying and dancing like a goddess, swimming in cash from men who throw hundred dollar notes like they're pouring away water. The cruel sound of the club music fills the room as Pippa plays the video again, she’s terrifyingly good. Even a straight lady will be gone staring at the way she’s doing it. Just how much of her body does she show to people? That's the question screaming in my mind as we watch the video. But that's not the terrying part, what if people that actually knows her see me, or maybe they come for me thinking I'm her? "Pippa?" I call out, my tone sounding hushed and panicked.

“Though, I hope that if you’re in training to be a perfect Atalaxian Luna that you will…help me by keep that secret as well. As well as the others, which I know you hold.” I shake my head in wonder at my friend. Because who knew that she had so many secret hopes and dreams beneath that calm and sweet demeanor? Especially those that her own culture would see as acts of sin and blasphemous betrayal, desires worthy of death. “Pippa,” I say quietly, reaching to cover her hand with my own. “Why are you telling me all of this?”

Will I continue to pine for her pussy? I plan to see Jade tonight and try to have a good time. I desperately need to let Tonya go, but the thought of another man touching her drives me insane. All I wanted to do last night was fuck her until I knew she would be too sore to even think about another cock. What the hell is wrong with me? I am not going to think about her or text her for at least a week. After that, I will see how I feel about her. Is this love or obsession or lust or something else? I do not know how I feel.

she nodded sliding deeper into the blanket until her red cheeks were hidden. Marco chuckled at her reaction. ‘Did this little lady really think I was interested in other women?’ He thought. He hadn't touched any woman in five years, ever since he secretly started watching over her But she didn't need to know that. Yet. Marco's phone vibrated, indicating dinner had arrived. He snatched it off the bed and kissed the top Gabriella’s head. “I'll go get dinner while Stephanie comes in to check you.” “MmMm,” Gabriella nodded obediently.

I realized where we were instantly. Obsidian: the most exclusive, most secretive, most infamous private club in the city. It wasn't just a nightclub; it was a fortress of wealth, power, and explicit, high-stakes sexuality. Invitation-only. No phones allowed past the velvet rope—meaning anything that happened inside was the undisputed reality of those present. He stepped out first, an absolute monarch surveying his domain. Then he turned and offered his hand. I took it, locking my fingers into his. The moment our hands touched, the transformation was complete. I was no longer Jessy; I was the accessory, the declaration, the prize.

At first I didn't mind, until they made mention of me. “Oh goodness I can smell her from here.” The woman spoke up, her voice haughty and rude. “Who, Elena?” the other woman in the green top asked. “That human, Kierra, the one that's apparently Crescent Moon's heir”. They kept talking about me and I kept listening but then Kierra mentioned my parents. “Well then my darling, your brother must have also told you about how Alpha Stone ripped out Luna Kronex's pretty little throat right in front of her husband”.

From her house. “Hey babes,” Janelle cooed to the camera, her voice switching from venom to sugar in a heartbeat. “I’m standing inside the Westwood mansion right now. You won’t believe who I’m here with. The side chick who forged Darius’s will to steal everything from me!” Alaya shot to her feet. “You need to leave. Now.” Janelle spun the camera toward Alaya, who was standing behind the desk with her arms crossed. “There she is,” she said, pointing like she’d just found Bigfoot. “Lying. Manipulative. And now a criminal.”

I said curtly, turning my attention to her, “what do you really want from me?” Her lips curved into a sly smile, her gaze flickering to Alex for a moment before locking onto mine. “I want both of you, Liam. I want to be part of your world and every part of it.” Her voice dropped to a near whisper, dripping with intent. “He can be your hidden secret. On top of the secret you’re already hiding.” The words were like a shot of adrenaline straight to my chest, but it was the photograph she slid across the table that made my blood run cold. My breath hitched when I stared down at the image. A picture of me mid-shift, caught in a blur of fur and claws.

She roared furiously, a triumphant smile playing around her lips as she tried to feign the righteous niece protecting her uncle. I always knew Olivia hated me at first sight, but I didn't expect she would go to the extent of using guards to trap me and cut off my escape path. "What's your mission here? You're here to steal secrets for spies, right? Who sent you? Was it your ambitious father? Or your greedy brother? Or was it your sly little brain urging yourself on? You want to be Imperial Luna and rule the wolfdom and its vast lands? Keep dreaming! You will not smell anywhere near that seat of power!" She said coldly and squatted before me.

If I wasn’t freaking out about my secret being found out before I am ready to tell it, I might actually think Mack’s behavior was sweet. I watch as Mack shows Doc Edwards to the front door. “I ordered some stuff from Maggie’s. You didn’t eat much today. You must be starving.” My stomach growls at the mention of Maggie’s. They have the best dessert and appetizers. “Got a little bit of everything. Scary movie night is back on.” I guess that explains what he was doing on his phone. “Are we really not going to talk about what happened tonight?” I raise my eyebrow at him.