'I'm mommy's good boy,' he repeated. 'You really want to hear me beg?' He said letting out a cheeky laugh. 'I want to cum so bad,' he said in between pants. 'Please...'
'Please what?' Another male voice sounded from behind me. I smiled, knowing who...
Hey guys...I have another rant coming, please don't hate me.
I have established that I like torturing myself, apparently. Not physically anyway. And so I thought I should torture ya'll, so I'm not alone.
Firstly,
1. I cannot update Please Me Mommy until after the 12th of October. I'm swamped with school work and upcoming exams, as I've mentioned before. So I have to prioritize if I don't want to fail. I had already attempted to write a chapter, but it's not finished, so I'll probably release it before the 12th. No promises. I'm sorry but I need to take some time off writing if I need my grades to be perfect.
2. This is where torture comes. Well another one. I've been creating multiple books, aside from this one, knowing very well it'd probably take years before they start progressing. Like, the ideas are persistent and I end up jotting them down and they form another book. So yeah, at the end, I'll give you a snippet of the book I thought about starting, that will probably be on hold because I'm slow and I like torturing myself.
3. Thirdly, I'd like to announce that I'm in Chapter eight of the book I told ya'll about. About trans people. I believe it's going good so far. It's promising. So yeah. It won't be long. Probably thirty to forty chapters. Or lesser. I don't want it to be longer. It'll be short and sweet. So yeah. There's that.
I'll let ya'll know when I'm ready to upload. And when I do that, the book should be finished by then. It's up to you guys whether you want me to upload the whole thing or you want me to torture ya'll a little bit with the updates.
4. Bastian's story is popping ya'll. It's slow but it's coming. I'm currently writing a spicy scene and it's...keeping me on the edge because I want to challenge myself. Like Bastian is supposed to be nasty and I need to portray that, so yeah. I'm out here writing his book with a heartbeat, but not where the heart is- 👀😂😂😂
Pretend you didn't read the last part.
5. If by any chance you're reading my other books that are published and are getting slow updates, I'm afraid I'm putting all of them on hold. I'm slow and I need to give myself time. Writing too many books at once will overwhelm me. I don't even know why I do that to myself.
6. Lastly, we're halfway through a million reads on Please Me Mommy. I can't believe it. I've never been here and it's amazing. I want to thank ya'll so much for the support and the encouraging comments. And the VOTES. Thank you. Thank you. I'm happy with the response my book got. It's more than what I expected. I hope I continue to interest you guys with my work.
And on that note, here's another random book that I'm planning on writing...
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This is the cover.
When the 24 year old Nephilim, Rourke Daniels went on a mission to avenge his brother Ryan who died in the hands of demons, inside the school of supernatural delinquents, he didn't expect to find more than a mission.
While he was uncovering the truth, he didn't expect a certain black eyed demon, Apollo Maverick to be involved in the case, but in a way he didn't expect. Now he doesn't know what to do with the newfound information and the unwanted feelings for Apollo creeping up on him.
And it is too late because there's no way out anymore.
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"Fuck you, Apollo," I gritted my teeth, my body pushing against the table, making it squeak. My heart pounded at the thought of a student walking in on us.
'Oh but that's my job," Apollo growled lowly, his black tail wrapping around my neck. He drove in deeper inside me that I couldn't stop the choked moan. "That's it you little slut, moan for me. I know you like it when I fuck this sweet ass,"
"I don't like anything that has to do with you, fucking bastard," I said despite my body reacting differently to his monstrous cock fucking me so deeply, I was seeing stars.
"That hurts my feelings, angel," Apollos said playfully, the tail tightening around my neck."Oh wait, I don't have feelings," he laughed like the crazy lunatic he is, speeding up. The table pressed against my pelvic area, I'll probably bruise. "And here I thought you like it when I fucked this sweet ass. You were screaming to the demons last night, abandoning your God," he tsked and I can imagine him shaking his head in disappointment.
'I'd never call out His name, while you're inside me...mmnfggh..." I let out yet another disgusting moan when he found my sweet spot and began pounding it like his life depended on it.
"Speaking of names..." he growled, thrusting into me viciously. "You said my name isn't worthy of your moans," I can hear his low demonic voice lurking behind, scraping the surface.
"Why don't you call me Master then?"
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Like, imagine Apollo using his tail to...you know.
You know what, I'm just going to leave it here for ya'll to decide.
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I'd have also uploaded the book about Transgender but I haven't done anything besides writing the chapters, so...
