Ebony Taboo 소설 & 이야기

But not like this. Not with someone else watching, especially his friend. Shame hit me so hard I wished the ground will just split open and swallow me whole, because how will I be getting fucked by one of my dad’s friends while the other stood there watching. It felt so wrong and embarrassing. I bowed my head as Uncle Tony kept slamming into me, not wanting to look at the one standing in the doorway. Not wanting to witness this. Wishing it had never happened. Uncle Tony’s grunts filled the room, heavy and intense, matching every hard, punishing thrust he gave me. My body trembled under him, betraying me as soft, broken moans dragged out of me no matter how hard I tried to hold them in.

"Hello, Princess Ebony or soon to be Queen Ebony." "Who are you?" Ebony asked "My name is Tabatha, and I am here to let you know that you need to leave Silvermoon Pack and come with me," Tabatha said, causing me to growl and wrap my arms around Ebony, pulling her closer to me. "My Mate would never go anywhere with you. We know who you are and that you are evil," I said. Tabatha didn't spare me a glance. She never took her eyes off Ebony.

I know Tabby’s mouth is gaping in shock; she thought we would finish our tirade, and she stutters on her words as she tries to find them. “H-h-ow can you let her ruin our moment, Damon? You needed to cum! I know you need that release! You are a very sexual being,” she says, glancing at my crotch, “I was so close to getting you there, and then that bitch!” She starts to yell, but I quickly interrupt her. “She is not a bitch, and you will not talk about her like that!” I stand quickly, and Tabby gasps, backing far away from my outburst. She knows I would never hurt her, but she also knows not to fuck with me.

She’d told Amber “with a body this good, covering it up would be a fucking crime.” Ebony had wrapped her arm tightly in Amber’s and helped herself to a sip of Amber’s strawberry lemonade. “So can the mini diva hear anything yet?” Ebony asked. “Why do you ask?” Amber asked her warily. “Because I want to know the details girl. And it ain’t a conversation suitable for children.” “We're in a park Ebony. Look around you, there’s children everywhere.” Ebony looked over and caught the eye of a man buying a kid a hotdog. She gave him a predatory grin.

“She’s not property, you arrogant bastard.” “I know that. But in our world, she’s my mate now. And that’s forever.” “The hell it is.” Rob’s eyes flash dangerously. “The Council can dissolve a mating if…” “No.” Maya’s voice cuts through. “They can’t. Not without both parties agreeing. And I’ll never agree. Never.” Rob looks at her like he doesn’t recognize her. “Maya, sweetheart, you don’t understand what you’ve done. This bond—it’s not natural. He’s twice your age. He manipulated you…”

Elizabeth Prenter. That is the name on the door of my sleek corner office, the one that commands respect the moment people step inside. Am I evil? I do not think so. Everyone makes their own choices. Free will and all that. I simply enjoy the thrill of temptation too much to resist it. Married men, married women, people locked in relationships. There is something intoxicating about seducing them, peeling back their carefully built lives layer by layer until they are panting for me, risking everything for just one taste. Maybe I collect weak-willed souls. Maybe I am just addicted to the hunt. Either way, it is what I do.

Ronan. "You can't keep someone from the Silverpine Pack here. It is a taboo." One of the elders from the further end argued. I pressed a hand on the mask, seething with anger. Not because of what he had just said, but because I should have been out of here a long time ago. "Educate me on why it is a fucking taboo." I gritted. The elder opened his mouth, then closed it, as though the words had suddenly thought better of escaping him. Smart.

I drove into her with everything I had, totally lost in the sensation of her tight, wet heat. "You're mine," I growled. "You understand? You don't look at anyone else. You don't touch anyone else. You belong to me." "I'm yours!" she wailed, her body trembling. "I'm your little slut, cousin! Just make me cum!" The taboo words were the final trigger. I felt the explosion building, a massive wave of pressure at the base of my spine. I reached around and rubbed her clit furiously while I hammered into her from behind.