Wickedly Yours Novels & Stories

“You must really like seeing me fall then.” I chuckled. Fun was the least of it. I couldn't handle seeing him fall or get hurt...but he didn't need to know that. “You should ask yourself why you do that often.” I regretted it the moment the words came out. Bitting my lips and watching him, he didn't quite seem bothered. To the contrary, he laughed. “Probably one of the spells you have on me, Medusa.” I lifted a brow at him. “What’s that?” “A witch from Percy Jackson, ” he said with his lips curled up.

I said with a wide smile on my face. “I like you, and I will love to be your friend.” I continued, still looking at her. “Are you kidding? So you are not intimidated by my looks?” she asked with a voice that said, ‘you may not like me.’ The truth is this, she really had a mean face that radiated the Fuck Off sign. She had piercings on her tongue and almost every part of her ears. Her looks could really make one piss on his or her pants and she looked very ghetto. She had black short hair which she dyed blonde. I knew her hair was black because the root of her hair had already grown out some portion of black. She continued writing on her book and when I tried to see what kept her busy, she cl

And who had thought the relationship that started with her being his Sinfully can bring a day where he will embrace her and make his faithfully. Once what we called “Sinfully yours” now can happily be rephrased as ” Faithfully yours” THE END__________

Instead, she returned to her concern. “Alpha, pardon my bluntness and ignorance. But can you please at least enlighten me about her status?” She asks. Duncan threw a mischievous smirk towards her. “Isn’t it obvious? She’s an omega.” He was certain of it, remembering the scent, her uncontrolled and sudden heat, and her reactions to him. All of them were the something similar to a werewolf with a status of an omega. An uncomfortable groan escape him when once again the lingering feelings tried to claw its way out of him, making his body tingle, and his crotch react.

He grabbed his cheeks to spread his ass for me, and pushed back, "That's my intention...ohhhh fuck...fuckkkkkk...yeah, that's good! Ohhhh...ohhhh my godddd...yeah...yeah...yeah, put it all in...fuckin' use all that dick...give me all that dick...all that Wonderfully Massive Dick." He looked up, grinning "You know Wonderfully Magnum Dick works, too." "Mmmm...I'll give you all of it...uhhhh...uhhhh...uhhhh...yeah, full-on WMD!"

SPANK! "OHH YES!! I'M YOUR WHORE!! OHHHH! FUCK ME!!!!!" Alexis screamed out loudly and she was so turned on she couldn't think straight. The bombshell's body was shaking, her nerves coursing with electricity, her muscles twitching. The pleasure consumed her, and her cunt was drooling all over the old man's big black cock.

Everyone will smell me on you, know who owns this sweet little fuckhole. *Lost to the haze of overwhelming pleasure, I surrender myself completely to your dominant claiming. Each savage thrust rocks my entire body, stoking the inferno building in my core. I can feel every thick, pulsing inch of you rearranging my insides, reshaping my most intimate places to mold perfectly to your shape.* Yes, yes, YES! *I keen brokenly, my cunt clenching like a fist around your plundering cock.* Own me, ruin me, mark me inside and out! Want everyone to know I'm your dirty little cock sleeve!

I churned her up. "Yes, yes, yes," she moaned, wiggling her hips back and forth. "You're going to make me be such a bad wife! Oh, yes, I'm going to be so wicked! I'm going to cum on that big dick!" I winked at the other wife as I drilled the slut. "Be a bad, bad wife!" "YES!" she screamed, her pussy going wild around my cock. "I'm so bad! Cum in me! Flood my snatch with all your jizz!"

Meeting his eyes again, I say, “I’m so tired of always being good, Adam. Can’t I just be naughty for a little bit?” “You want to be naughty, love?” “Fuck yes,” I moan. His lips quirk up as if he’s fighting a smile. He steps closer and cups my face, running his thumb lightly over my lips. “Such a dirty mouth for a Sunday school teacher.” “You have no idea.” He lifts a dark eyebrow at me. “How much of a wicked girl are you?” I give my nipples another pinch, feeling my panties mold to my pussy from how wet they are. “Wicked because of things I’ve done or wicked because of things I want to do?”

Ginnie** Varkos’s smirk grew, his eyes dark with lust as he looked up at me. “You drive me fucking crazy,” he whispered, his voice filled with a dark pleasure that sent shivers down my spine. He stepped closer, his hand never leaving my pussy. “You want it so bad, don’t you?” He asked, his voice low and demanding, “You want me to fuck so bad right now?”