Thick Pov Novels & Stories

The violence was raw, visceral, a brutal display of power that left her feeling both nauseated and strangely fascinated. The man, whose features were obscured by the shadows, turned towards her, his eyes gleaming with a chilling intensity. He was tall and imposing, his movements sharp and predatory, his presence exuding an aura of menace that sent shivers down her spine. He raised the pistol, its barrel pointed directly at her.

Third person pov The heavy silence inside the subterranean cavern was thick with anticipation as the secret assembly of cloaked alphas sat around the massive obsidian table, their eyes fixed on the arched stone entranceway. The flickering torchlight cast long, monstrous shadows across the damp walls, mirroring the dark thoughts of the men who had risked their entire territories to align with a ghost. They had been waiting for over an hour for the mysterious third triplet to make his appearance, their bodies shifting uncomfortably beneath their heavy dark robes as the cold air from the lower tunnels began to chill the room. The sudden, distinct sound of heavy leather boots echoing through the

Devon POV: I stared emotionlessly at the boy who gave me a sleepless night. I was more surprised, hearing this bastard of a man saying he was trading his son to pay his debt. Although, this was what I wanted to achieve, but seeing that he really did it in the blink of an eye got me so pissed that I was willing to snap his neck. I glared at him and turned my focus to his son, whose eyes stared wide-eyed at his crap of a father. I felt a string of pity for him as I watched him. He looked so fragile that he could break if touched.

Noah exclaimed as he shoved me headfirst into the car where I hit my head hard on the passenger door. One shot. One shot was all it took from Liam’s gun when he saw Noah shoving me into the car. He didn’t kill him, he just shot him in the leg wounding him. Noah falls to the ground screaming in pain which then turns into cries for help when he sees blood gushing from his leg wound. “I swear I’m going to kill you,” Noah threatened as he lays on the ground holding his wounded leg. “Hey Cap did you catch that,” Liam asked a tall burly looking man walking up. “Sure did every word, he is going away for a long time,”

Until I got one hot email. The message was from a guy named Thick. As he described himself, he was: 36 and 6'1 225, with an 8" THICK black cock. And it was beautiful, just the biggest thick piece of meat I'd ever seen. I knew from the moment I saw that monster I had to have it in my mouth. His message described how he liked my tight ass, and desire for young white boys to hook up with. There was a certain turn-on with the way spoke, or wrote with a commanding tone. He was dominant and I wanted to submit.

Sarah pov It’s not so much that Than makes me nervous, because he sure as hell does, it’s more his words that leave me speechless. He’s implying that whatever is living inside my body must be someone who’s sent for a greater good. There’s no saying if he could be right or if he’s tricking me, but the look on his face doesn’t resemble someone who’s coming here to play games. Besides, technically, he has no reason to fool me. His daughter lives inside Lenox, he has an obvious attraction toward Seth, and so far, he has proven himself to be worthy.

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