Short Stories

I shook my head, forcing out a weak smile. “Nothing… I’m… I’m just feeling emotional, that’s all.” But inside, it wasn’t just emotion, it was as if something had cracked open in me, and all I could think was that Ryan was already promised to someone. And not just anyone. Sophie. That name was already…

I came with a scream, my body jerking, clenching tight around him as the orgasm ripped through me like lightning, but he didn’t stop. He kept fucking me through it, making me feel everything all over again until I came a second time, then a third. I was a mess, sweaty, shaking, my voice almost…

I stared at her. “So that’s it? You let your friend drag you to a fucking club dressed like this? Like you had no fucking self- respect? Half-naked, in a fucking bar full of drunk men? Is that what you wanted?” She sniffled and tried to turn her face away again, but I gripped her…

I looked at her, really looked at her. Her red cheeks. Her swollen lips. Her eyes that were too honest for me to hide from. “I’m really losing it here, Anna,” I confessed, my voice barely above a whisper. “I’m really fvcking losing it.” I was trembling from trying not to let it all out.…

“Fuck, you look so good with my cock in your mouth,” he muttered, his fingers curling tighter in my hair, I pushed down a little more, letting him slide deeper onto my tongue, gagging a little but pushing through. I could feel him throbbing, feel every vein and inch as I moved back up and…

He said it quietly at first. I blinked. “What?” “I said leave.” His voice was different. Way deeper. Not like his. My chest tightened. “Ryan, you’re scoring me- “Now, Anna!” He roared it. I jumped. His fists were clenched, his body tight, as if he was in pain or about to explode. I could see…

Even while I was screaming at him, even while my voice was full of rage and hurt, my body was reacting to the way he was looking at me. The way he stepped closer, his dark eyes locked on me like he could see through my soul. “What are you doing?” I asked, stepping back…

“You ever thought about just telling your parents?” he asked eventually. “Like, hey, I know she was adopted and all, but she’s my mate and I’m in love with her? Maybe they’d understand?” “My dad might. He found out my mom was his mate when they were step-siblings. Didn’t stop him. He didn’t even ask…

I lifted my head slowly, eyes still on the ground. “Because she’s the daughter of my mom’s best friend. Her parents died in a car crash. My mom made a promise on that women’s grave that she’d take care of her like her own doughter. And she did. That promise became her fucking mantra. ‘Protect…

I stayed at Ryan’s house. Well… not for long. Spsha suddenly lit up, as if she’d just remembered something exciting. “Oh! There’s this bar having a thing tonight. College night. Girls from all the campuses are going. Hot guys. Great music. And it’s like twenty minutes from here. You should come. We could go together.…