Silent Lover Novels & Stories

He pulled back just enough to study me, his gaze a probing thing that seemed to pierce through my soul. "Do you feel it, Sabrina?" he whispered, his lips grazing my ear. "This is what surrender tastes like. It’s the fire and the fall, all at once." He kissed me again, harder this time, his teeth grazing my bottom lip before biting down just enough to draw a gasp from me. I wasn’t sure if the sound escaped because of the brief sting of pain or the shocking, forbidden thrill that followed it. He swallowed the sound like it belonged to him, like I belonged to him.

he said as he looked at her and she could still not believe she was mated to the Alpha of this big Silent Moon pack. “Derrick Wayne” she called out his name her bottom lip shivering as she closed her eyes and remembered those nights he could finally have his lips on her nips, how he bit on them so hard because according to him that was the payment for not being able to have his member inside of her.

The fate of Valtor depended on it. The next morning, I woke up with a restless feeling, like something was about to happen, but I didn’t know what. It was an itch I couldn’t scratch, a tension that wouldn’t go away. I tried to shake it off, but it clung to me, making me uneasy. Needing to clear my mind, I decided to take Luka out for a ride. Luka, my spirit animal, was a massive black lion, bigger than any human bear. His presence was always a comfort, especially when my thoughts were as tangled as they were today. We headed into the Earth Kingdom’s mystical forest, hoping the familiar paths and quiet might bring me some peace.

As his tip slides within my entrance, blazing a path for his shaft to find its home, my eyes roll back just before I close them, my lips parting to say his name in prayer. “Sylvester.” “Apple,” my lover speaks. “Open your eyes.” Exhaling, my eyelids flutter open. Glancing down my body, I see Sly standing very still, his hands on my hips, his member buried to the hilt inside of me. “Watch me, mate,” Our gazes lock and I lie there entranced as he slowly withdraws, his eyes glowing like small moons. “Watch me love you.” Unable to look away, I keep my eyes on him as our bodies begin their dance, our hips moving to a slow, easy rhythm. Needing release, my hips start to sway, demanding that we inc

Silvio placed the machine on the table and looked at her chest with a smirk over his lips. "Beautiful..." She heard him muttering as he wrapped bandages over her tattoed chest. Sadie emotionlessly scoffed as Silvio removed the fabric from her eyes. "You can own my body, but not my heart." She muttered with no emotion. Silvio smirked. His fingers wrapped few stray tendrils of her hair around them as he looked into her eyes. "Get ready to lose," ****

************** Letty - POV My blood boiled as I overheard Silas yearning for a weak human mate. I had done everything possible to gain Silas's never care for me, but he refused to consider my offer to be his as a real Luna and not a temporary one. Yet, I longed to be a true Luna.

"no, with me," he muttered softly to her ears breathing softly to her ears causing shivers down her spines. 'what the heck is this guy trying to do?' she screamed out inside herself. She understands that he is still up to no good. He is Ryan Lee, mischievous and probably a pervert. He is obviously a lonely rich man. "Ryan, let go," "But I don't want to Paige," he replied with a mischievous grin on his face.

Occasionally, she’d pepper the silky skin with light kisses to drive her squirming girlfriend deeper into insanity. “But it t-tickles....!” Whitney finally squealed, squeezing her eyes shut when Hollis found and concentrated on a particularly sensitive area just below her left ear lobe. The helpless situation added to that pleasant throbbing between her quaking legs. Hollis gave her a brief respite, glancing downward as she allowed three fingers to brush against Whitney’s horny mound. “Baaaabbbbyyyy...” The dark haired woman’s eyes rolled backward as she bit down on her lip to suppress further cries of necessity.

She bucked her hips, thrusting her core onto his hand and moaning at the pure sweetness of the sensation. Then he withdrew his fingers and brought his mouth to her ear. He saw her eyes shut, tears soaking her cheeks. “Turn over, Sweetheart.” Her body shuddered and she obeyed, turning onto her back and presenting her feverish body to him again. Her eyes were shut and she didn’t see that he had already freed his hardness that was straining in his briefs, ready for action. “You’re wicked.” she moaned softly. “I’m going to die.”

At the porch where their son sat, a perfect, silent prince. She understood. The red thread wasn’t just a beacon to find this place. It was a wire. And their love this dark, desperate, magnificent thing was the current. “He wants to study our love?” Elena whispered, a slow, dangerous smile touching her lips. She rolled on top of Lucas, her hair a curtain around their faces. She kissed him, slow and deep this time, a promise. “Then let’s give him a lesson he’ll never forget.” Outside, in the growing dark, Silas Vance sat on his porch, a cup of tea cooling beside him. He watched the glass cube. He saw the shadows move. He saw the defiance.