Novels by Quill Vault

He grinned, staring down at my opening. The next second, he swiped his huge dick across my folds. The feeling made my skin jump. My mind went numb for no reason. It was one thick dick. So thick I had started to doubt if I could actually take him whole. No one spat rubbish when they are not ready to do things. But, I was doing it. This felt wrong in many ways. The fact that I was fucking my professor. Or, about to do it. It was wrong. Who was I kidding? I loved it. There was no one to make a rule against me here.He leaned forward, wrapping his hand around my collarbone. The air that left his lungs smelt like me. A soft salty smell of my own pussy. It was crazy. “Are you sure you can take me whole?” He asked, his voice low. “ Because, you look scared. I can stop if you want.” He added, “Do not stop. I am not a child.” My voice was stern. “ Your dick is really small. And I can take on two of it, you know?” The truth? I couldn't. His dick was so huge, I still fear he might tear me ap

The words escaped my throat even before I could stop them. But, there was nothing I could do. I only stood there motionlessly, my eyes glued on his. My whole body wanting him. Calling him to just come. But, my mouth could not. His eyes bored into mine. A flicker of something I didn't understand. Something I would always find hard to get. He paused, staring deep into my soul. His eyes lowered to my chest. " You love me?" He asked, his voice was low as he mad his way towards me. " Yes, I love you." My legs moving on their own, I hinged forward, nodding my head. Closing the gap between us until it was just a breath line that was the little space between us. He kept gazing at my lips, his wonderful flowery scent filled my lungs making my mouth watery.His hands trailed across my neckline, the softness and tenderness made my eyes roll in my head. A cold shiver ran down my spine. My mind raced with so many thoughts. I knew this was wrong. He was stilly teacher. He was still that same p

I held the chart in my hand, scratching my head. Lifting my left eyebrow while staring blankly at it. My head tilted to the side, my lips curled up slightly. “ Professor? I don't think I still get what you're saying.” I blurted, my cheek flushed red. I lifted my gaze, only to find his blue eyes staring right at me. But, not at my eyes. His eyes seems to go below my nose. “ Em… Professor?” I called in a hush tone.He didn't lift his gaze, he just kept staring like he was in a daze. Not even moving his eyes at all. His blinked slowly, slower than normal. And that might just be me. " Umm, the chart, professor." He startled, "Sorry. Um, you were saying?" He said, walking away from me. His hands flew up, as he turned his back at me. Placing his hands across the table. He turned again, rolling up his sleeve. His eyes was all red, more like tomato red. "Th-the chart. I don't understand." I stuttered,My stomach flustered, my mind raced with thoughts. So many thoughts, a jumble of th

I forced a smile across my face. The men in front of me were all glancing at me as if they had noticed something. I raised my hand, patting my lips. Right below the table, Enzo's hand kept moving around my thigh. He lifted my gown slightly, his hand sneaked right beneath my gown. “ Mm,” I breathed, lifting my head slightly. I maintained a calm demeanor. The guys turned their heads, looking at me. They were suspicious. But, I wasn't ready to feed their suspicion. I smiled, lifting my gaze above their heads. My hands tugged my gown right beneath the table. My mind was racing. I could just stare as my chest rose and fell. I opened my mouth, inhaling sharply. “ Let's talk about business, shall we?” The man sitting right across the table said. " Okay," Enzo replied. He leaned forward and a wide smile tugged across his lips. He just stared at the guys. Not knowing what to say. Or maybe, he just reacted that way. " I need the funds for the Capeland project," he said. "

"I'm asking you? No. I'm not even asking you," he replied coldly. "I'm commanding you." My chest tightened at his words, and I swallowed nervously. "No, Master… that place isn't for me," I said, my voice trembling slightly. "Of course it isn't for you." He sighed deeply. "I should have just paid an actress." He muttered the last words under his breath. "I'm not going to repeat myself. Get dressed. Now." "Yes, Master," I replied softly as he walked out of the room. My shoulders slumped the moment the door closed behind him. "Master wants me to act as his wife." I whispered the words to myself in disbelief. My heart pounded anxiously in my chest. "This is the craziest thing that has ever happened," I murmured, still trying to process it. A knock sounded softly on the door before it opened. Two maids walked into my room carrying a skimpy short gown. My eyes widened immediately when I saw it laid out on the sofa. "This is too short," I said quickly, shaking my head as my

"Master, please stop…" I cried. "Please, it hurts." My thighs closed up."I want you to feel the pain so you can't dream of disobeying me," he said, placing the shower nozzle between my legs. I cried out as I bit my lip.He dropped the nozzle and flipped me around, pressing my face against the wall. He grabbed my hips and pulled off his trousers."I want you," he groaned as the tip of his cock spread along the folds of my cunt."Hmmm," I moaned softly. He tapped the tip against my wetness, coating himself in it.He thrust slowly inside me. My pussy stretched around him as a soft moan escaped my mouth. My fingers pressed flat against the cold wall.His hands traveled around my body as he kept thrusting. My walls squeezed around Master's cock with every slow stroke."Fuck… please, Master," I moaned."The more you beg, the more I keep thrusting," he said."Oh, fuck." I rested my face against the wall, my breath fogging the tiles."No, no… don't you dare do that," he said, grabbing my hai

Mateo’s Pov“ Mathew, get in the car.” I said, my voice low. And immediately, I also got into the car waiting for Mathew to make a move. As soon as he got into the car, there was a whole new level of panic across his face. And as soon as I noticed that, I knew one thing was for sure, he might be affected by the substance in the air. “ Hey, what happened?” I asked, my voice low. He turned his head to look at me. “ The substance in the air gave me an allergic reaction.” He said,“ What?” I asked, dumbfounded. Could that thing be made out of food ingredients? Or is it something else? I stared at him. “ Use the spray. “ I said, Immediately, his fingers tumbled across the bottles of spray right in front of him. Ever since he became my driver, I have kept all his medication right there in front of him. I knew all about him, and it was my responsibility to protect him from any harm. Although Mathew might be my assistant, he was more than that in the normal system. He was like a family.

Mateo's Pov As soon as the words left her mouth, she seem to understand the weight of what she'd just said, because I had forgotten how to breathe for a moment. Not only that, it was as if my lungs were not responding to air at all. “ I don't understand,” I said. For all my life, this is the first time my voice would ever tremble. Oh Lucifer, why am I in this dilemma? For the first time ever, my voice had trembled really hard, all for the sake of not wanting to lose my freedom. “ Boss, she means the kids are not responding to treatment.” Mathew said beside me. I swallowed hard, the long loss of breath made me gasp for air the next minute. Although it didn't appear in my face, it was really evident in my pocket . My hands were in my pocket, slightly trembling. I couldn't break the strong facade nor could I let this goddamn nurse do their work lazily. “ Try harder,” I said, my voice cold, letting out a cold sigh. “I want them discharged from here in the next two days.”

Serena's Pov. I jumped to my feet as soon as the guy came to my cell gate, he had a wry smile across his face. And for one moment, I thought he wanted to do something wrong to me, so I just pinned my gaze on him as he hinged forward. A wide smirk tugged across my lips as I prepared to attack him. He might have thought I was a weak faggot. I didn't say anything, I just watched his steps carefully. He paused, grabbing his belt, he let out a deep sigh. “ Time for lunch,” he said. I hissed, the smile disappeared immediately. I had thought of making him a scapegoat. And everyone in this cell would know I wasn't joking here. “ Okay,” I said, rising to my feet. I dusted my clothes. Afterward I made my way out of the cell walls. With each step I took, the cold damp smell filled my nose, and the crazy odor from the guy right In front of me. I looked past him as I slowly made my way into the dining area. Ever since the day I stepped into these walls, each and every one of them kept stari

Mateo's PovI landed on the floor with a thud. A loud oomph escaped my mouth, mysteriously the girl in my hand didn't shout, she was calm. Too calm.The smoke engulfed us till the extent we could not see anything at all. I raised my head to look at the twins and to my utmost shock they were both lying there, unconscious. I am just so dead. I quickly retrieved my phone from my pocket, dialing Mathew's number. And as soon as he picked the call, I yelled. “ Get the ambulance and run down to the attorney's villa immediately!” My voice, loud. I shielded Rose with my body. A low groan escaped my lips. Why did I even volunteer to take her children in? Now I am in a tight spot? I almost lost my life because of an insane decision. I could just stare helplessly as the flames engulfed the building, I watched sadly. But there was something I didn't understand, who is the other person targeting her? Who wanted her dead? My mind raced with multiple questions. Questions I didn't even have an an

mateo's pov i stared at the three of them as i realized their striking resemblance with their mother. at that moment, i realized the real purpose of being a parent. at this point i felt like i was a bad person. a real bad one. as bad as the doctor in one of those mafia movies, all because i wanted my freedom, i trapped their mother. but, the whole thing becomes so cruel i also don't know how their father had died. i kept quiet for a second staring at the trio once again. the little one amongst them came forward, she spread her hand in the air as if wanting to fly. but, i didn't understand her gesture at all. the elder siblings stared at me, jaw dropped. i shrugged, not knowing what they wanted at all. and for the first time in decades, i felt like a real moron. more than those ones in the movies. “ hey, i don't understand what she means.” i said, not knowing what to say at first. i opened my mouth to say another word but, i didn't know what to say. i just kept quiet staring a

Mateo's Pov “ Drop your gun,” I snapped, my voice cold. As I waited for the kids to get upstairs. My breath hitched, as I stared at her. Why was she holding a gun? Were they planning to kill Serena's children? I didn't break eye contact with her, nor did I shoot, I wasn't gonna do any. K didn't want to kill anyone in this house, not when she has principles. “ You drop it,” she said. Trying to be calm as her hands were visibly shaking. I could sense it from her stance. She looked extremely stressed. I stared at her fingers, checking if she even knew how to pull the trigger, but she didn't. So I just smiled it off. I retracted my gun into my back pocket. “ Leave this house now,” I said. “ I wouldn't say it again. Unless you want to surrender your life to Lucifer.” I said, These were my signature words. I don't say that unless I actually don't feel like killing the person. And I didn't actually feel like killing her. She might be a great source later on. She lowered her gun, I