Now that I’ve done it, I don’t know what I was expecting to find. I didn’t even wipe my face, but I refuse to be weak with Chance. Before I can change my mind, I lift my chin and walk into the room like I’ve done a million times before. The door closes behind me and just like that, the low smooth music meant for VIP guests muffles and replaces the music from the club.My eyes flutter shut as I inhale the familiar scent of pine and campfire.The last of my tears escape and stream down my cheeks. Opening my eyes, my gaze slides over the room until I find him sitting on the opposite side of the room, in my seat. He looks as charming as ever with a white buttoned up dress shirt. His eyes are wide in surprise and his jaw is hanging open.Chance was not expecting me to burst into his room and that only pleases me. This is the first time I’ve walked into this room with him in here to not find him on his knees. While this irritates me, I get why he isn’t in his usual position. I’ve made him w
Would I look at Chance differently if he was a wolf? He let out a breath as I pressed the pointy end right below his shoulder. It wasn’t from pain, was it relief? Why would he be relieved? I pushed my weight onto the heel currently pressed into his oh-too-clean white dress shirt, but he didn’t move. This isn’t what I was thinking when I came to his room, but here we both were. Warm hands slid up my calf and stopped around my knee.A shiver ran up my spine and I took a deep breath as my legs trembled. Misunderstanding my pleasure for shakiness, his hand disappeared from my knee and I peered down my nose at him as he lifted his hand above his head. He was offering to help me steady myself while I hurt him. I took in the gesture and slapped his hand away. I wasn’t like this with anyone else, but with Chance, I could be real, and as much as I hated it, raw. Maybe that fact alone made him special.I swallowed, ran my
Whatever I thought Chance was about to say, that definitely wasn’t it. My eyes went wide as saucers and my jaw dropped. My nipples pressed against the thin fabric of my clothing and everything clenched. I blinked a few times to make sure I heard what I think I did. He pulled back and looked down at me with a look that said he was dead serious.Goddess. And gush.He leaned back, and I smirked as I held his gaze and spread my legs. “Like this, sir?” I taunted. He shook his head. “Wider?”“That’s not my title,” he growled. My lips parted as my eyes widened.“And what would that be?” I asked.“Alpha,” he growled. My jaw dropped as I stared up at Chance. His hand reached out, and he pulled my bottom lip down with his thumb. “Say it again.”
“As much as I want to see you cum on my fingers, I can’t do that,” Chance said with a shrug.“Make me cum.” I meant it to come out as an order, but it came out as a plea.“I can’t reward you when you’ve been a brat. You made me wait, you’ve been riding another man’s cock, you didn’t do as you were told and now you’re demanding I make you cum?” Chance asked. He sounded like I was being unreasonable. In my needy state, I just wanted him to do what I wanted.“What do you want?” I asked.“Are you going to do what I want now?” Chance asked.“Yes,” I said as I nodded.“It’s too late,” he growled. I reached down to finish the job, but he grabbed my hands and pulled me flush against his chest. “I thi
Goddess ~ Xana“Yes, Luna,” Chance said teasingly as his hands moved up my body. I trembled as I hovered just above the hardness that would soon make me forget about all of my troubles. As soon as his hips gripped my love handles, I lowered myself until his tip pushed into my heat. It felt so fucking good, and it was hard taking this slow, especially after what he just put me through. I wanted nothing more than to feel him spear me, tear me open, and make me hurt so badly that he’d be on my mind for days after this night.“What if I wanted your total obedience?” I asked.“You already have it,” he replied. He leaned forward to kiss me and I turned away, letting his lips press against my cheek.“What if I wanted every penny you owned?” I asked.
I watched the veins in Chance’s hand as he continued fucking his fist even after he finished cumming. My breathing came out erratically as he stared up at me. His hand swiped over his cum and I reached over to grab the wipes I knew were on the other side of the couch. I pulled them out and wiped it off the hand that was still wrapped around his cock.My legs trembled, my pussy had just been thoroughly fucked, but still, I wanted more. And from where I was sitting, so did Chance. I wanted to wince from the pain. I wanted to know without a doubt, I couldn’t walk. I needed Chance to give me more. Getting on my knees, I gripped his cock and started to lower myself again. Before I could do what I wanted, he gripped my thighs and lifted me up. He turned around and dropped me so that my ass was at the edge of the seat. His hand pressed against my chest until I was leaning back against the seat.“What are you doing?” I asked.“My Luna isn’t satisfied, so how can I be?” He said nonchalantly as
“Oh, Chance. Please,” I groaned as my hand slid up and cupped my breast. I massaged it, squeezing it as he fucked me hard. I looked up at him, piercing eyes stared down at me. Not letting me escape, not letting me think of anything but him.“What are you begging for, Luna?” He grunted as his chest slapped against mine. I moved my hand out from between us and grabbed his head with my left hand. My nails digging into his scalp. My mouth hung open, his eyes locked on it, watching the way saliva dripped from my open lip. He was so hard, so thick, so deep. It was intense. I couldn’t.“I… too much. It’s too much,” I whimpered. Tears escaped from the corners of my eyes as he continued fucking me. There was a thump every time his knee hit the seat.“You like it. You love this cock filling you and making you feel good. This is what you wanted, isn’t it? T
Haunted House ~ NeoniMy body continued moving as Chance emptied himself. My lashes fluttered as my eyes closed. I caught my breath as I fell in and out of consciousness. This is what I wanted when I came here. There was nothing on my mind but breathing, the sheen of sweat that dripped down our bodies, and the feel of being filled. I don’t give a fuck about the consequences of my actions, the meaning behind Chance’s words, or anything outside of this room.There weren’t any alarm bells, no voice that told me what I needed to be worried about, only the feel of my cunt milking him. There’s a muffled sound and I almost don’t hear it. I struggle to pinpoint where the noise is coming from, barely turn my head through the haze of pleasure. Lips are on my nose, my jaw, my neck. Knocking. Someone is pounding on the door, or am I remembering that night?“Mm..”“Leave here and come away with me,” he whispers.“What?” I murmured.“Run away with me,” he asks. I dropped my head to his chest and sh