Three Tequila's POV Orlando Steel Brotherhood Clubhouse Tax time was my least favorite time of the year. The Orlando Steel Brotherhood Chapter is a 501(c)7 social club for tax purposes. As a non-profit, we didn't have to pay Federal or State taxes as long as we stayed within the lines of our tax classification. Most of the requirements were straightfor...
Dear Readers, Next in the series as things progress. Glad you continue to read and like the series. Enjoy, KemMyst --- The next afternoon Lyssa went to Medical to talk to Wade and Natalie. Unfortunately, she found them in one of the side rooms. Natalie was on her hands and knees, grunting, growling. Wade was behind her, pushing into her quivering body....
Chapter 20 - In Tracy's defense Following dinner and clean-up the sorority held its weekly members' meeting. Attending the meeting was mandatory for all members, but it was mostly a relaxed and informal affair. The women either could sit on the floor or grab a folding chair from the storage area. Most of the members simply sat on the floor, not wanting to h...
Amit was spending his holidays at his uncle's house in the village. A city-bred boy, at 19 years, this was his first ever visit to a village. His parents were having a difficult time with their marriage and his father thought sending him away to the village for a month to his oldest brother's house would be a good way to settle a number of issues with Amit's...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** This is a prequel to my Repo'd series (which I promise that I will update soon). It gives backstory to Marti, a mailgirl in the Repo'd story whose character, although currently minor, will become more important in coming chapters. However, as this story is set in 2025, six...
Dear Readers, Second installment of the series. For those who don't want to read it, there is male on male activity in this storyline. Otherwise, enjoy. KemMyst ******* Couldn't look. Couldn't look. Sampson didn't know what he'd do if he watched Phil take his pants down. They had to be careful, circumspect. [Um. OK.] Sampson inhaled and opened his ey...
Patrick's POV I woke up with a splitting headache. It was light out, the sunshine overwhelming the curtains that were fully closed, and it took me a moment to realize where I was and why my head hurt. Dad warned me never to get into a drinking contest with a Russian. He should have warned me never to try and keep up, either. I looked to the bedside tab...
I must have been dreaming, that was the only explanation. I saw her die. I broke as my mate was taken violently from me. This can't be real. I felt the tingles on my cheek, I smelled her scent as I lay there on the bottom of the boat. I opened my eyes, her jean-clad thighs under my left cheek, her boots against the seat opposite us as she sat on the...
Bobby Meechum's POVSulphur River Pack House I followed my mate and my child into the Pack House as my Mom led her to the guest room. "Bobby, to my office," my Dad sent. I stopped, looking at the closed door, then turned around and walked into the Alpha Wing and to my father's office. A T-shirt and basketball shorts were on the floor outside, so I shifted a...
Chapter 8 - Pledge Kathleen's punishment Lisa was just starting to drift back to sleep when the light in the room was turned on. An ear-piercing whistle from Tracy startled the pledges awake: "OK, sleeping beauties! Up-up-up!" The four women struggled to get out of bed and stand at attention. "Good morning, ma'am!" "Good morning, Pledges, and a lovely m...