The women were nearly devastated, crying, uncertain of reality. The two younger brothers, and Johnan, were mostly quiet, listening to Yann explain a strange and unbelievable fact. That man who took all the money ... that important man ... he was known as Ivar Lindbell. He just sold his house and land to Ehlov, and the family was going to move there. And,...
Lane sat at his desk at work on Thursday morning, finally just about back to normal. Or at least, his ass didn't hurt. The color from the bruising was yellowed and fading. He spent the entire day on Monday trying not to shift or seem uncomfortable. But his arse had still been so fucking sore from his weekend tryst that just sitting was turning him on. He spe...
The Amazon Combat Arena By Submissive Romantic Edited by michael-leonard ***** Prologue: "Julio, you've got to pull that jab back quicker or a better fighter is going to be feeding you leather," Mike shouted as he studied the two fighters in the ring. "Don't make me come in there to prove it to you." Mike was the instructor and the night manager of The...
This short story is an entry for the 2015 Literotica April Fools' Day story contest. All characters involved in sexual situations in this story are eighteen years of age or older. * * * * She took one last sip of coffee, grabbed her lunch bag and picked up the thick stack of papers she'd worked all night on. But as she hurried to leave, she noticed the ca...
~~Otrera~~ Well, shit. "Darian, wait!" she said. Damn man was going to wreck the world if she wasn't careful. "Why should I?" "You don't know what'll happen if you kill them. You could start what Charon was talking about, or who knows what." Darian snarled, and a rasp that sounded less like him, more like the first time she'd heard the mask came through...
Still a bit groggy and not quite ready to get out of bed, I enjoy stretching out for awhile longer. Thinking about my daily errands and ways to make them more interesting. I slipped off the baggy t-shirt used only for sleeping, and replaced it with a simple light blue sundress. The cut was sweet; spaghetti straps with a plunging V neckline, tight in the wa...
I'm curled up in the nook by the door like a kitten, awaiting your return. My hips are slanted off to the side of my knees, and my head rests softly on crossed hands. I catch a sound of you coming down the hall, and my ears prick as you turn the key in the lock and stalk into the flat. Your fingertips reach down to ruffle in my hair as you greet me, before y...
From the window in the tower room that I had been a captive, or at least what felt like a captive, in for two weeks, the loch seemed close. But an hour later as we continued along the bumpy trail that lead to it, I wasn't so sure anymore. Tilda rode next to me busily chatting away like a little humming bird or something. I wasn't really paying any attention...
Chapter 2 : Faith. James woke up feeling dizzy. He had taken a few drinks with Yuna before she decided it was time to get home. They had laughed, told themselves stories, and got along perfectly for the entire evening. The charity run was a pleasant memory, until he had been forced to smell Yuna's shoe for a mere few seconds. He shivered at the disagree...
Later that night with Moira in his lap Ronan Sat quietly listening to his people happily singing and enjoying the night. Emmaline had left to go upstairs. Ronen talked in a soft voice with his men not to disturb Moira who was entertaining her self by making shadow puppets. Alternating between playing with her fingers and toes, Ronen caught Moira's foot befor...