He run his fingers across the tape of my neck, while eating me up with his eyes "trust me Abby I am going to take it gently, you will not have any course to fear intimacy with me ever again", my body wanted to run away and at the same time wanted to give in to him with every sincerity. George the only man that has knocked on my door of womanhood, that I am going to allow to open me up. before I could even think of resisting him, a rush of warm blood flowed to my vagina, my pussy lips teared open and my body filled my vagina with a lubricating secretion, making the way for my body to receive the thick rod of a man for the first time, the rod of my only king; king George the first
I robbed my clit furiously but it seems as if I can't get enough. I bit her lips as I brought my hand to my left breast the other hand still on my clit, grabbing and squeezing my soft medium sized mounds, then I moved my hand to my nipples and rubbed it in circular motion for several seconds before i moved my hand to the tip of my nipple and squeezed it and also squeezed my clit at the same time.
Within a few seconds immeasurable pleasure busted through my body. I felt the sweet sensation travel from my spine down my waist and spread from my vagina down to my toes causing my legs to spasm involuntarily and my toes to curl up.
I shrieked from the intense pleasure not minding whether my cry of pleasure escaped the thin walls of my room and assaulted the ears of my neighbors.
I have climaxed but my body is still begging for more, this is the third time I had beat myself to orgasm this morning.
I stood up from the bed, still rubbing my pussy and moaning softly, sweat trickling down my body. I located my phone where I had knocked it down in one of my orgasmic frenzies. I picked it up and checked the time.
" Oh shit " it is already 10:30am. I am late for an important class meeting which is to start by ten o'clock.
I ran into the bathroom naked and took a cold shower to cool off my throbbing desires.
I dressed up hurriedly in an oversized grey coloured sweater and pants, stuffed my books inside my black tote bag and made for my faculty building.
As I approached the class, I could already hear the voice of professor Agatha, one of the meanest and strictest professors in my department. Her voice was loud and her words were incoherent to me until I was in front of the class door.
I knew I was not going to be allowed to go into the class, prof Agatha has a no nonsense attitude towards late coming.
Professor Agatha rambled on for some minutes before she noticed the culprit outside the class
" You again Abby, come inside here", i moved slowly inside the class self conscious, i hated being the centre of attention in anything. In my oversized clothes I looked like a scared mouse in the presence of a big prey.
I already had some not so pleasant experiences with professor Agatha before and I don't want such to repeat itself again.
Professor Agatha is a tall woman in her 40s with a stoic face and intimidating features which she uses to her advantage.
Right now in front of the whole class, she scrutinized me like an irritating object through her glasses.
" Why are you late to this class my friend", Prof Agatha uses "my friend " in a sarcastic tone.
" I went to my doctor's appointment to complete my round of injection this morning", I lied, I already came up with this lie from my room.
" What a sickly bird you are, what exactly is wrong with you ", prof Agatha doesn't look like she believed me.
" I having a serious case of cold and fever",
" Oh well, I don't know you know need shoots of injection for ordinary case of cold and fever ",
" It's not ordinary ma'am, it is caused by a mild bacteria infection and I have to take antibiotics shoots for it",
" Well hope you are not going to infect us all in this class ",
" No ma'am, it is not a communicable disease ",
You have been going around, getting into all sorts of trouble without caution, playing all kinds of tricks and now you have contacted a disease to show for it," she paused for a little while " now you come into my class looking like a sick mouse and looking at me pitifully, stand in front of the class till the end of my lecture", with this she turned around and continued her lectures.
I stood there with indignation, when I looked up, the whole class seemed to be staring at me so I focused my attention on a graphic picture of the internal anatomy of the female reproductive system in the right wall of the lecture hall.
Madam Agatha lectures went on for like thirty minutes before coming to an end, towards the end of the class she announced
" as you all have been divided into your different groups, I want you all to work hard for your projects,"
My heart sank into my chest. The class had already been divided into groups and I was not assigned a group. If only I had come earlier I would be assigned a group now I am without a group.
"Ma'am I didn't get assigned to a group", I protested
" You don't want to get assigned to a group, how is that a concern of mine for god sake ", prof Agatha said when she finally looked up from her book.
"I am sorry for attending the class late, I won't do it again, I don't want to fail this semester,"
" Well that is your problem to deal with, next time you learn to keep to my rules", with that she stormed out of the class leaving me close to tears.
Philip we can't be together, I am your sister and you are my brother, we are family ", I said as a matter of fact my lips quivering, my eyes wet but my voice betrayed my emotions laden with passion and desire, Philip could see through my bullshit. " I am not your brother Jess, we are not in anyway related by blood, please don't push me away ", " But our parents are together, they are married Phil, this can't work out." " So why did you kiss me with soo much passion as if your existence depends on it", I opened my lips and closed, I don't have an answer, I can't understand why I am drawn so do much Philip's no matter how much I try to get away from him. When Jessica Lancaster's mother remarried to a billionaire living in another town after her father's death, Jessica knew her life is about to change for better or worse, but what she didn't expect is a wickedly hot and handsome stepbrother that looks at her like a fresh edibles and makes her pants wet at every turn.
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .
COALESCENCE OF THE FIVE SERIES BOOK ONE: THE 5-TIME REJECTED GAMMA & THE LYCAN KING BOOK TWO: THE ROGUES WHO WENT ROGUE BOOK THREE: THE INDOMITABLE HUNTRESS & THE HARDENED DUKE *** BOOK ONE: After being rejected by 5 mates, Gamma Lucianne pleaded with the Moon Goddess to spare her from any further mate-bonds. To her dismay, she is being bonded for the sixth time. What’s worse is that her sixth-chance mate is the most powerful creature ruling over all werewolves and Lycans - the Lycan King himself. She is certain, dead certain, that a rejection would come sooner or later, though she hopes for it to be sooner. King Alexandar was ecstatic to meet his bonded mate, and couldn’t thank their Goddess enough for gifting him someone so perfect. However, he soon realizes that this gift is reluctant to accept him, and more than willing to sever their bond. He tries to connect with her but she seems so far away. He is desperate to get intimate with her but she seems reluctant to open up to him. He tries to tell her that he is willing to commit to her for the rest of his life but she doesn’t seem to believe him. He is pleading for a chance: a chance to get to know her; a chance to show her that he’s different; and a chance to love her. But when not-so-subtle crushes, jealous suitors, self-entitled Queen-wannabes, an old flame, a silent protector and a past wedding engagement threaten to jeopardize their relationship, will Lucianne and Xandar still choose to be together? Is their love strong enough to overcome everything and everyone? Or will Lucianne resort to enduring a sixth rejection from the one person she thought she could entrust her heart with?
Three years ago, the Moore family opposed Charles Moore's choice to marry his beloved woman and selected Scarlett Riley as his bride. Charles didn't love her. In fact, he hated her. Not long after they got married, Scarlett received an offer from her dream university and jumped on it. Three years later, Charles's beloved woman fell terribly ill. In order to fulfill her last wish, he called Scarlett back and presented her with a divorce agreement. Scarlett was deeply hurt by Charles's abrupt decision, but she chose to let him go and agreed to sign the divorce papers. However, Charles seemed to delay the process deliberately, leaving Scarlett confused and frustrated. Now, Scarlett was trapped between the consequences of Charles's indecision. Would she be able to break free from him? Would Charles eventually come to his senses and face his true feelings?
Rumors claimed that Fernanda, newly back with her family, was nothing more than a violent country bumpkin. Fernanda just flashed a casual, dismissive grin in response. Another rumor suggested that the usually rational Cristian had lost all sense, madly in love with Fernanda. This frustrated her. She could tolerate gossip about herself, but slander against her beloved crossed the line! Gradually, as Fernanda's multiple identities as a celebrated designer, a savvy gamer, an acclaimed painter, and a successful business magnate came to light, everyone realized they were the ones who had been fooled.
There was only one man in Raegan's heart, and it was Mitchel. In the second year of her marriage to him, she got pregnant. Raegan's joy knew no bounds. But before she could break the news to her husband, he served her divorce papers because he wanted to marry his first love. After an accident, Raegan lay in the pool of her own blood and called out to Mitchel for help. Unfortunately, he left with his first love in his arms. Raegan escaped death by the whiskers. Afterward, she decided to get her life back on track. Her name was everywhere years later. Mitchel became very uncomfortable. For some reason, he began to miss her. His heart ached when he saw her all smiles with another man. He crashed her wedding and fell to his knees while she was at the altar. With bloodshot eyes, he queried, "I thought you said your love for me is unbreakable? How come you are getting married to someone else? Come back to me!"
"Never let anyone treat you like shit!" I learned that the hard way. For three years, I lived with my in-laws. They didn't treat me as their son-in-law but as a slave. I put up with everything because of my wife, Yolanda Lambert. She was the light of my life. Unfortunately, my whole world came crashing down the day I caught my wife cheating on me. I have never been so heartbroken. To have my revenge, I revealed my true identity. I was none other than Liam Hoffman—the heir of a family with trillions of dollars in assets! The Lamberts were utterly shocked after the big reveal. They realized what fools they had been for treating me like trash. My wife even knelt down and begged for my forgiveness. What do you think I did? Did I take her back or made her suffer? Find out!