48 - Demonstration
Cillian
“So I was thinking…” Emma drawled after finishing her plate of pasta and keeping the fork down. Her right palm was completely healed after two months of care.
“Here we go,” I sighed, leaning back on the chair and taking a sip of sweet white wine.
There was no news of the stalker. No creepy gifts or messages. Elena and Zayed were in New York, and after having private meetings with Damon without Emma’s knowing, we had a list of suspects that fit the descriptions of the stalker. But we had kept her in the dark because I didn’t want to burden her with the information, despite how carefree she pretended to be. I knew that the incident had scarred her, physically and mentally. No nineteen-year-old should have to go through something like that.
49 - I Slept with your DadEmmaI shrieked in surprised and quickly covered myself, straightening my dress and hiding behind Cillian when he buttoned his shirt, his face emotionless.“Caleb,” he started.My heart hammered in my ribs when Caleb kept staring at us both. The last time I talked to him, he was sorry that my hand got hurt while fighting the stalker. We didn’t even bump into each other at school very often, and if we did, we acknowledged each other before moving on. But now… he had seen me bent over his kitchen island with his dad behind me.“No… I—Do we have bleach?” he asked Cillian, making me frown. “I need to bleach my eyes after what I just saw—Emma, really?”“Calm down, Caleb
50 - Our HomeEmmaMy mouth was as dry as Sahara when I woke up with a throbbing headache. I was getting really sick of waking up like that. My lids felt heavy when I looked around me. Dread seeped into my veins when I found myself on a small twin size bed with pink blankets, a soft dim light from the gray ceiling, and an old, small desk in the corner. There was a heart-shaped pink mirror and some stuff lying on top of it.I forced myself to remember what had happened, but my memories were hazy. Cillian and Caleb were talking downstairs while I was getting ready to take a relaxing bath in Cillian’s washroom. I remember turning around and being pushed into the cold tile with a chemical handkerchief covering my nose and mouth. I had panicked seeing the black ski mask and struggled to fight. Even though I had tried to smack his face with the bottle of conditioner, he had overpo
51 - StopCillianI winced, wiping the blood from my head, and sped my car. My cellphone was in my other hand as I noted her location and shared it to Elena’s team. I had called her, ignoring her order to stay back, and got in my car.My vision was blurry, but I kept driving, my hand clutching the steering wheel. He lived so fucking near her house, and all that time was wasted because we did not get search warrants.I prayed that Emma kept her heels on by some miracle. I had inserted a tracking device in each pair she owned, hoping that I’d never have to use themWe shouldn’t have underestimated the stalker. Look what he fucking did.My jaw clenched, and I cut the engine, parking blocks away from the house. It was a quiet suburban street with hug
52 - Just Three?CillianTW: A bit of violence.I tackled him down before he could touch my Emma again. He groaned when I held the back of his hair and slammed him down on the floor. Again, and again and again until I saw a pool of blood.My eyes were seeing burning red. Emma was crying and her screams were echoing in my head.I held him upon his feet before throwing him on the floor. I covered Emma with my suit and said, “Cover your ears, Doll. Keep your eyes closed until I tell you otherwise, okay?”She nodded, her bloody hand clutching my jacket and covering her ear. I stood up, glaring at the piece of shit who was trying to crawl away from me.“Stay the fuck away from us, you ugly fuck! She’s my bitch an
EpilogueEmmaI giggled, running in the woods as grass tickled my bare legs.“Emma!” Cillian shouted behind me. Birds and leaves of trees whispered against each other as my laugh echoed in the small clearing. “Emma, slow down!”Golden hair flew in my face as I looked over my shoulder and shouted, “Hurry up, grandpa!”“Oh, you wait.”More laughter bubbled out of me. I was definitely getting punished for that. The sun glared down my bare limbs, the soft fabric of my summer dress flowing around me when I reached the edge of the spring. Perspiration slid down my neck as I panted, gazing at the beautiful scenery of sparkling fresh water and the waterfall.It had been months since Drake had been murdered in his own prison cell. It was a mysterious murder that even Elena wasn’t able to solve, but it was a relief that he’d never hur
Bonus Scene of Bossy BodyguardA/N: This is a CNC (consensual non-consent) scene and both the characters are over 18!Emma“Are you sure about this?” Cillian asked, his dark eyes flickering at me as he parked his car. I shivered when he turned off the heater, knowing exactly what was going to happen once I stepped out. My panties were already wet being near him and the thought of what we had discussed…We would play. I would run. And he would hunt me.My thighs clenched at the image that played in my head. I needed to get out of my head and have some fun.I nodded, touching his hand. “I trust you, Cillian.”“Good girl.” His intense stare turned wicked, and I held my breath when he leaned closer, cupping my cheek. “I can’t wait to play with my Doll.”He pulled away before I could kiss him and convi
PrologueDamonI shouldn’t have kissed her.There were so many reasons not to but…A small moan poured out of her pouty lips, and I swallowed it with a groan, licking her lips, savoring them. She tasted like sweet honey, and I would be damned if I didn’t want to know how her other sets of lips tasted like.Arousal shot through my veins, and I had to force myself to withdraw and glare down at the woman in my arms. My fingers dug into her hips, feeling the warmth of her skin underneath the tight dress that clung to her like a second skin.“Fuck,” she breathed out, lashes blinking up at me. I couldn’t see her face because the lights in the club were still dim. I could only hear her
Part One“That’s a good girl.”1 - I Dare You*Two Years Later*SummerIt was a shame that I was going commando for the masquerade party. A shame, indeed.A lone sigh escaped my lips when I took a sip of bubbly champagne. My eyes averted from the crowd mingling with each other to the huge golden chandelier on the ceiling of the club. Beautiful men and women swayed to the erotic music, masks covering their eyes, nose and cheekbones. Feathers, ribbons, and gems adorned their masks as their pearly white teeth gleamed in the dim lights.I was wearing a mask too. I had to. No one could know that Summer Hayes skipped the premiere of her show halfway through and went to the nearest sex club in Hollywood just because she was bored.My hand tightened on the cold flute glass as I looked around, wishing I had free rein t
9 - Pretty BoyAnnaCaleb was perfect. More than perfect.“Moan my name louder, baby,” he crooned, squeezing my cheeks and spreading them wider to lick at the most sensitive place where he was moments ago.A small whimper elicited from my throat, and my knees buckled when his tongue delved deeper.Oh fuck. I squeezed my eyes shut. No one had ever touched me like he did. Pleasured me like he did. Hell, I didn’t even know pleasure like this existed until he showed it to me.The way he had splayed me on the lounge chair, filling me up and making me cum—“Fuck,” I moaned, my hips moving back in his strong hold as he hummed against my pussy. “W-what if someone hears us?” I asked, looking over my s
8 - Ruin ItKyleThis was so wrong.I should go away.I shouldn’t have… but his video—What the heck are you doing, Kyle?It happened moments after Anna left for her swim. I was sitting on the couch with my laptop open as I checked the spread sheets with AirPods in my ears when I noticed I had a message from an unknown number.A video message.I opened it without thinking because it was sent around one in the morning and I didn’t know anyone who would send me, out of all people, a video so late—or early in the morning.My eyes widened when I saw a shirtless ta
7 - Your PiercingCalebI loved her pussy.It was perfect. With pretty lips and cute little clit that pulsed under my tongue each time I stroked it. But I loved her taste more than anything. It was sweet and musky. I could stay on my knees and eat her out forever, and I’d be the happiest man alive.But unfortunately, my cock had other plans. It kept poking the zipper of my pants which I had thrown on in a hurry when I couldn’t sleep. I was itching to smoke and get some fresh air. That was when I saw Anna swimming in the pool. I was about to go up to her and ask if she had seen my message, but she removed her bikini.I was aroused, surprised and angry. Her body was gorgeous. Stunning. She was sexy and I didn&rsq
6 - Only For YouAnnaUnfortunately, Felix was right. Alice was sleeping peacefully when I checked up on her. But I was still concerned, so I moved her to Jem and Kyle’s suite.I stroked her hair, kissing her forehead and tucking the blanket over her small frame. Since Jem’s suite had three bedrooms, she was more than fine looking after Alice. Kyle was asleep in his room and Jem had checked up on us and only went to her room when I promised I’d wake her up if I needed anything. I didn’t want to interrupt their sleep anymore for longer, so I checked the baby monitor and closed the door of Alice’s room, stepping out.“Anna.”I jumped, turning around with a hand on my thundering heart. My wide eyes looked at the tall man as
5 - RuinedCaleb“Oh—Caleb!” She groaned, hiding her face on the crook of my neck as my fingers curved inside her warm pussy. She was so fucking tight and warm. I never wanted to let go of her. I wanted her to stay with me in the room all night.“Mhmm.” I kissed her hair, the smell of vanilla wafting in my nose. She was trembling as I caressed her back, the sounds of her sexy moans and wetness squelching with my fingers surrounded us.“Such a pretty sight. I want to make—”“No more.” Dark eyes shot at me, a hint of defiance flaring in them. It was cute. “You said that a minute ago and—”“And?” I pulled out my fingers and licked her glistening juices. A groan slipped out of my mouth at her sweet, m
4 - Good Boy ToyAnnaMy mouth parted in awe and shock as I looked at Caleb. Thoroughly looked at him. His pretty chin length hair tousled with all the tugging I had done. His eyebrow and lip piercing glinted in the dim warm light coming from the nightstand lamp. His body was sexy.I licked my lips, leaning on my elbows and eyeing the twin dragon tattoos on his chest, a silver thin chain on his neck. The traditional design started on his neck and went down to his ribs, his nipples and belly piercings, suiting him perfectly.He ran a hand through his hair, and I bit my lip, staring at his abs. God, when was the last time I slept with someone who had abs? Forever! I could feel my cheeks getting red as I shamelessly stared at his cock. It was soft, wet,
3 - Next TimeCalebMy cock stirred in my pants, hearing filthy words out of her sweet mouth. Her long manicured nails dug into my ass, and I wanted nothing more than scratches on my back tomorrow, raw from her nails after I fucked more filthy words out of her.But… the aphrodisiac.I didn’t know it was the wrong chocolate until I picked up her chocolate wrapper and licked the part where her tongue was moments ago before she left. I was sporting a semi just from that and wanted more, and that’s when I remembered. I had bought them up for myself not knowing when I’d use it since it had been a few months since I last got laid. And I had given the aphrodisiac to the sweet, hot-as-fuck woman of my wet dreams.
2 - Be a Good BoyAnnaMy lips parted hearing his filthy words, my thighs clenching at his deep, rumbling voice. No one had ever spoken to me that way in forty-one years of my life.He was hot as hell, and he knew it. His suit looked expensive, his white shirt ironed perfectly as it fit him like a second skin. His slacks were silk and his shoes… made him look young.And even though his tall, lean body was made for the suit, he didn’t seem like he ever wore suits. With the piercings and tattoos, I could guess he looked better in a leather jacket. His shiny long locks made him look like a hot, rebellious rockstar that had pestered me for my number when I was young.What the hell are you thinking, Anna?“I…”“Stop
Dedicated to every one who wanted not one, but two hot and young boyfriends who worship you like a Goddess.Part One“I want to fuck you like a hot milf you are.”1 - Pardon my LanguageCalebSome would say I looked like a fuckboy dressed as a gentleman at my ex’s bachelor party. I turned off my Peach—yes, I named my bike, boo-fucking-hoo—and unclipped my helmet. The ride was smooth with minimal traffic, but a small part of me craved something… dangerous. Or darker. The adrenaline was still running high, and I wished I could turn back around and go ride again.It was happening again, and I was trying my best to be a good-fucking-boy when all I wanted to do was chase addiction. Any addiction.It’s a good day—week for Aaron. You promised you’d be there for him.Shaking my head, I fixed my suit and checked the shoelaces of my Vans. Dad had given a couple of his since they were getting too tight for him. I had a lean muscular body, so they fit me perfectly—almost too perfectly, and I sen