Mag-log inNyx“I’m going to do more than help you,” he said. “I’m going to bring you on as my personal bodyguard. You’ll see everything that I see and from there—deep in the gut of the evil of humanity—you’ll figure out your own way to save the world.”A smile spread across his face as if my goal was the funniest thing he’d ever heard. “You might end up turning me into a decent person.”“How can I trust you?” I asked.“You don’t want me so bad because you trust me. You want me because I’m dangerous and worthy.”I closed my eyes.“No.” He landed one kiss on my lips. “Open them. They light the darkness around me.”“You won’t kill me?” I opened my eyes. “Is this just a game?”“It will always be a game.” There was no humor in his gaze just lust. And unlike any other man that watched me. His eyes pulsed with hot lust and desire. Usually, men ran away from me in fear. I knew without a doubt as I studied him that Caden. Hundun—the man of many faces. He would never run away. He would always chase. Alwa
Xavier Her mouth trembled against mine. “Anything.”“Anything is never a good answer for me. I’d end up taking your soul.” I noted the wildly beating pulse at her neck and closed the distance another tight inch. Her breasts pressed against my chest. Her stiff nipples pushed against the fabric. I wanted them in my mouth. “Tell me again. What will you give me?”Her breath came in ragged gasps, that jasmine swamped my senses. “Anything you want.”I grew hard. My cock pushed against my pants. “I want you.”She licked her lips. “Me?”“Every fucking cell.”She widened her eyes as my full length throbbed against her leg. “You mean sex?”“I mean every fucking thing. I want you. Your life. Your taste. Your heart. The dreams you imagine while you sleep. Your scent. Your body next to mine.”Pure shock registered on her face.“But most of all, I want your pussy, bare and open to me. And I just don’t want it once. I want it any fucking time I please, and do you know why?”Fear and desire filled h
Xavier That didn’t make much sense for it to be a coincidence. I didn’t believe in them anyway. Everything happened for a reason. Nyx was an important person to consider. She’d seen me fight for my first time, right as I began this descent into the underground crime world.That wasn’t a coincidence. She was meant to see me there. I was supposed to be there. I never questioned the universe, I just tried to understand the twisted beast to survive it.She’d also known Jax for some reason. So well, that she came to his rescue and slaughtered all my men. She’d been a worthy opponent. No one else had beat my ass as many times as she did and remained alive. That was two instances with us in the same place. And now our survival from the sinking boat onto the deserted island was the third time we’d dealt with each other. There was some something special about number three. It was a magic numberHowever, this third time felt different than all the other times. A chilling thought sliced throu
XavierThe nudity didn’t shove her off the edge. I’d have to find another way to fuck with her mind. In fact, my being naked around her made me horny and off my own game.Maybe, if she stopped looking at my cock that way. Like she’d never seen one before and wanted to poke and touch the tip. She might be a killer, but she’s so fucking innocent.I wanted to make her nasty and dirty. A shudder of need rushed through me. I gripped my cock and tried to calm myself down which resulted in my sliding my hand up to my length and squeezing the swollen tip for far too long.“I’m going to rest,” she yelled out to me.“Good. I’m going to get drunk and find a puzzle.”“Have fun.”I set the wine bottle down and decided to keep myself busy.While Nyx slept, I rummaged around in the cabin. The fishermen had left the usual items that one would suspect—fishing poles, bait, tools to clean the fish, etc. But then there were things I spotted that I didn’t expect—guns, combat knives, city maps of Afghanist
NyxLaughing, he walked back to his chair and sat down.“I’m not a virgin.”He laughed some more. The wine made me light-headed. I twisted off the cap and drank some of the water. “I’m not.”He watched me the whole time, never taking his gaze off me. “You should take off those wet clothes. You’ll end up getting a fever.”Get the conversation back on him and off me.I went to my chair and sat down. “I saw you fight.”He raised his eyebrows. “When?”“When you were a kid.”He laughed and drank some more water. “I was never a kid, Nyx.”My name on his tongue was a beautiful sound. It came out so odd and full of sex. Here, one of the most powerful men in the world said my name like we were on equal footing.But I knew the truth. Never did I forget that if he hadn’t been so drugged, so confused, so utterly caught by surprise, he could’ve killed me many times.He was right about the need to have a clear mind in this world. I’d kept him distracted in the same way he’d done to Mia and Jax and
NyxNot today?Xavier stood sideways near the sink. “Finally.” He tore off his wet shirt, exposing damp muscle. Next, he pulled off his jeans and boxer briefs and slung them on the floor.Muscle. Carved glorious. Caramel-covered muscle. On his legs. Clung to his thighs. Cutting his waist. Packing his stomach. Layering his arms. Huge. Massive. All man. Even naked and barefoot, his body language screamed Don’t fuck with me.I dragged my attention away from him but damn, I didn’t want to. I could’ve counted each muscle all day. Licked at the humps. Rubbed my body against the layers. Slipped my hair along his back and nibbled at him for hours.If I stared too long and lowered my attention down to other places, I would be more lost than when we were wondering around the island.Speaking of the island, I could’ve stopped it earlier. Why did I let us stay lost for so long?I wasn’t myself anymore. Something had changed when we washed up on the sand. Nothing happened the way I’d planned. He
Xavier “I don’t like the jeans and shirt.” he cleared his throat. “And before you yell, I didn’t vote for Trump. I just hate the shirt. It’s too crass.”She turned his way. “What the fuck are you doing?”“The dress is a gift. I chose red instead of. . .green. I figured you would like it. Chinese b
Mia She tried to kick him, but he grabbed her foot and sat up. “Mia, please just give me a second to explain how stupid I was.”She hopped until he finally let go of her foot. Right before he could get all the way up, she kicked him in the shin. He screamed out.“Asshole!” she marched away. “Ther
Mia “Wait. Guys!” she waved her hands around to try and get their attention. Neither would turn her way. They argued, bringing up things that she had no idea what the meanings held.The few bits of information that she understood was that anytime Rhett lost money, Jax covered him. Rhett attempted
MiaA week later, she had managed to avoid and ignore them both. Not that it had been an easy task. Somehow they discovered where she lived. Every other day one of them or both knocked on her door. I’d been leaving through the back more and more.In the library, her phone buzzed for the tenth time







