Twisted Metal 1 Sweet Tooth Novels & Stories

excited Elena rushed to the door to see what Rob had gotten for her. She opened the door with excitement which quickly changed to confusion. All she could see was Rob standing in front of her drunk and shirtless "Uhm uncle what did you get for me?" She asked. Rob gave her no response and just stared at her body. uncomfortable with the way he looked at her she tried to close the door but Rob held the door open and forced his way into her room "I want you, Elena, I want you" he said drunkenly. "Elena, Elena... where are you?" she heard Britney call out. "Oh no, that must be aunt, She's back. You need to go please." shivering she sat on the bed as Rob made his way out. "ELENA!!" Britney yelled

this way the atmosphere lightens for a bit for them to relax. "I'm Falkor Dalton and she's my mate Elora Astor" their smiles mean how they care for each other. "Marty Russey here this is also my mate Teyla Vixen" "Idris Voss here" "She must be your mate also?" I ask pointing to the other girl who wasn't introduced yet. "I'm Donna Enix and Idris isn't my mate," the girl said. "Oh, I thought he is your mate or Endrich? Are you all partners here? Fascinating but it twists my stomach out of nowhere"

she breathes, bracing herself where she’s sitting on the floor for me, her knees opening slightly to secure her position. Oh, Sweetness, do you realize what you’re doing? Her sweet, lulling scent reaches me and I can taste the cotton candy on my tongue, discarding the lollipop, as the taste of her reaches my soul. Trent’s lost his mind. To turn away his mate. His shifting abilities won’t be stable and that’s a problem. He has his sights set on what’s mine, but he’ll see in the end. I’ll take his eyes out and make him see if that’s what it takes.

My teeth pierced, and the blood hit my tongue in a rush so hot and thick it made me moan. It was obscene how good it felt. It wasn’t metallic. It wasn’t bitter. It was heady and decadent, like heat and light and lust rolled into one. It shot through me in waves, curling my toes and dragging a low sound from the back of my throat that didn’t sound like mine. I drank deeply, eyes fluttering closed. I wanted more. I wanted everything. I wanted to drain him dry and still not be done.

His gaze zeroed in on the exposed column of my throat, his pupils dilating so much that his eyes turned into twin pools of molten silver. Then he moved and before I could even blink, his nose was pressed against the curve of my neck, inhaling deeply. My breath hitched, and the room seemed to tilt, everything narrowing down to that single, burning point of contact. “Mate,” He sounded like an animal. “My mate.” The world shattered and just like that, a different scent hit me all at once. Like the earth on a rainy day mixed with the thickness of tobacco. It was an addictive sweetness that filled my senses, drowning out everything else. My mind exploded, my body trembling as the bond snapped int

“I'm ready.” Another lollipop materialized. The moment Draken’s lollipop hit my tongue, I wanted to spit it back out. It wasn’t sweet anymore—if it ever had been. It was bitter, metallic, and thick like blood, like tar. It was something that shouldn’t belong in anyone’s mouth. My throat tried to close on it and spit it out but Draken’s hand on my jaw forced me to swallow. The moment it slid down, heat and ice battled inside me. The poison returned.

she hissed, pulling me closer by my tie and I kept slamming inside her roughly. "You like it rough, baby girl?" I smirked and she rolled her eyes. Man, only she could roll her eyes in the middle of sex. "Shut up and kiss me," she mumbled and I pulled her closer, kissing her deeply. We both found our release and I pulled back, trying to catch my breath and looked at her. She looked so beautiful with her hair in a sexy messy, her skin glistening with sweat from our previous activity. I buried myself against the crook of her neck, inhaling her sweet addictive scent.

He whispered . " I will " I spoke slowly , " I know " He whispered back . But his eyes kept me captive , I was breathing heavily , my stomach doing weird flips . " Why are doing this ?" I asked . My hand was grabbed swiftly while I was turned around , My back now pressed tight against his chest , his hand on mine while I held my on hand with the knife to my neck . " I can't let you leave Eve " I struggle but I couldn't . I stepped on his foot but he didn't budge . I elbow his stomach making his hold on me loose but he grabbed my waist in no time pulling me into him again .

And most importantly, what did they want with us? "I hope you can swim," the one at my back whose dark mask had red stitching on one cheek said. "Are we going for a swim?" My blonde friend asked. The other one chuckled, "Something like that." With a grimace, red stitching bent and pushed open a hole in the ground covered by a metal lid. The smell that wafted up was rancid. I covered my nose and my eyes watered. "What's in there?" Trish asked in a small, unsure voice.

His scream ripped through the room, and it was like a sweet music to my ears "You could have killed her right?" I dug the blade deeper into his skin, and the bastard growled out loud, I pulled the blade off, making sure it tore it just the way I wanted, I spun around, my hand darting to the blowtorch, I grabbed it swiftly and the heat flared up as I ignited him, I heard the bastard curse out loud which only sent a wave of satisfaction coursing through my veins