SCARLETTBelieve it or not, Micheal had grown on me of late, and with my mother’s nudges, I’d gone on two more dates with him after the Museum.Both our third and fourth dates were at a beautiful serene beach house in the outskirts of town and we’d gone twice because I wanted to exhaust all the activities and Micheal was happy to fuel my fantasies.Tonight, we were driving to our fifth date and I’d successfully converted him to afrobeats so we were humming along to Burna Boy’s ‘Rollercoaster’.“I feel like a new man around you,” he chuckled as the song faded and the beat of another subtly began.“What? Because I saved you from soulless jazz music and showed you the light?” I joked comfortably and he threw his head back.“Yes, Scarlett, that's precisely why,” the serious edge in his voice suggested otherwise but I sucked at mushy talk so I played along.“Anytime, sweetheart. I’ll be here to lead you back to musical salvation if you ever backslide,” I said in a sweet sing-song voice and
LOGANFor days, my wolf had been on edge, the type that would make a weaker man jump off a cliff to make it all stop. I’d expected it to get better with the dark and quiet but it seemed to be getting more and more restless by the hour.What’s far worse was that my vampire half was equally agitated, if not much more than my wolf.No, my vampire half was more than agitated, it was completely enraged and had begun warring against my wolf on a way that was slowly driving me mad. I knew what it wanted, and I knew where to get it, but so many things were holding me back.Of late, I was starved of blood. Not in the sense that I couldn't find a victim to prey on and soothe my hunger, but because normal blood had started to seem unpleasant and filthy.I’d tried countless times, with all the possible blood types at my disposal, but I could barely swallow a sip without feeling nauseous and irritated with the taste. Some nights ago, I attempted doing a transfusion to get the blood into my system
SCARLETTAlex’s back was turned to me as he strutted out of my room at two-fucking-am.My naked body was breathlessly heaving where I lay on the bed as I realized that I’d allowed him toy with my body yet again. And like every other time, I’d fucking enjoyed every second of it, be it the degrading or the maddening things his cock did to me.And this time, his magical tongue had joined in.Around midnight, I’d woken up to his head buried between my thighs, sucking on my clit skillfully while his fingers roughly fucked my pussy. I’d never woken up to a feeling so explosive and mind blowing, and he didn't relent until I came apart on his tongue, all while whimpering desperately.Despite how weak and spent I was afterward, he fucked me against the headboard with a monstrous intensity that I’d never experienced before. He gripped my boobs roughly while at it and degraded me verbally, calling me all sorts of slutty names and taunting me about enjoying my stepbrother’s dick…. and tongue.He
SCARLETTWhen he didn't oblige immediately, I grabbed one of his hands off of my boobs and pressed it over my clit.“Fu… fuck,” I shut my eyes and let my entire body drown in the surprisingly immense pleasure I felt from that single touch.What was it about being fed on that heightened every single emotion? It was sensational, and just knowing that made me eager to go further.I continued to press his fingers to my clit, rubbing it in tight circles and failing at being discreet with my loud moans. I’d already started to feel my wetness trickling past my thigh with an unbelievable intensity, and I was awed at that happening from simply trying to soothe my aching clit.“Mhmm, yes,” I moaned through gritted teeth when he moved to the other side of my neck and sunk his fangs in.That sparked my already existent hunger afresh and I knew those teasing circles wouldn’t suffice anymore. I eased one of his thick fingers into me and threw my head back, almost dizzying at the feeling.“Oh, fuck,
SCARLETT“Tell me you’ve got news?” Maeve practically pushed the stylist out of her way as I walked into the studio, “tell me you’ve worked some magic and bridged the gap between me and the love of my life?”I couldn’t tell her any of those things. The only gap I’d bridged between her and the love of her life was that between mine and his genitals while we engaged in aggressively wild and degrading sex.“I’m sorry, Maeve, I don—”“Please, please, please, no negative words,” she shushed me loudly, “my therapist asked me not to listen to any of that if I wanted to stay afloat in these trying times until I and Alex are reunited.”So, Maeve isn’t just delusional, she’s paying some asshole to help her feed into them? Great.“I don’t mean to be negative, I just haven’t gotten through to him yet,” I lowered myself into a seat before guilt would knock me off my lying feet.Maeve blew a raspberry and sunk into the seat beside me, “well, that’s the one thing we have in common. I’ve had no luck g
SCARLETTEven after attending to the customer, I couldn’t shake off the dreadful feeling from earlier so I continued to stare pointedly at the spot when I returned to the counter.That narrowed gaze of hers was too vivid to have been imagined. I knew it, but as long as there was no evidence to support that, all I was was a crazy person. People were walking in as I stared at the door but I could barely see them, all I kept hoping for was that the lady and the car would appear so I wouldn’t keep questioning my sanity.But neither of those things materialized.“What’re looking at? A wishing star?” Blake’s voice lightly startled me and I shook off my thoughts to face him.He looked exceptionally handsome as usual as he gazed down at me with a smile.“Nah,” I shook my head and refocused on the spot where I’d seen the odd lady in black, “something weird just happened and I can’t tell if I imagined it or not.”Blake’s smile faded and concern took its place, “what’s that? maybe we can join he
SCARLETTSleep had finally come when I heard my door being pushed open and I jolted out of the bed to see who it was.Alex.But unlike every other night, he wasn’t stealthy today. In fact, he looked extremely pissed at something, and judging from the way his eyes were narrowed at me with a death glare, I could guess that I was the source of his anger.I didn’t get a chance to find out why before he pounced on the bed and pinned my hands above my head making me gasp. He reached behind him and produced a rope before proceeding to restrain my hands by tying them to the bedpost.Instead of wondering why I was being restrained, a ball of excitement began to form in the pit of my stomach and I was suddenly breathing heavily in anticipation.Barely seconds after he’d tightened the knot, he ripped my night shorts apart and slammed into me with a grunt.“Fuck,” I moaned loudly before biting down on my bottom lip.Alex still looked enraged and I could feel the extent of his anger with every str
LOGANI never knew rage could last days without being toned down a single bit. Well, until now that is.Ever since my last unfortunate encounter with Scarlett, the only emotion I felt was a murderous rage that I was dying to take out on her. That bitch lured me into a trap of her own doing and I’d fallen for it like a fucking fool.Day after day, my anger at her intensified, as did the hatred I felt for myself and her of course.No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn't fathom what had gotten into me that night. I’d done far worse than the last time and I was so fucking pissed at myself. I’d gotten so carried away that I’d touched her and gone an extra mile by letting her touch me.The thought of being stroked by her until I came sent goosebumps crawling all over skin, each one of them borne from disgust and disbelief.Ashley was meant to be the only woman that’d ever touched me that way, just the same way I was the only man that had ever touched her. But because I seemed to h