Alastor X Jambalaya Novels & Stories

Held from behind, she couldn't fight him back as her moans grew louder. At that moment, none of them cared if anyone could walk in on them. An Alpha and a stripper rogue, getting intimate? Nyra tried to push away, but she only gave him access to go deeper. “Fuck,” she moaned softly. “I know you're enjoying this,” Alpha Kael whispered, his voice laced with mockery. “You want me to fuck this dripping cunt, don't you? Just say the word.” Nyra couldn’t utter a word. His fingers thrust deeper and deeper into her, bringing out her juices.

I was pumped up, my breathing was haggard, and my heart was beating like a drum. “Let’s get out of here. Hurry” At this point I was hitting the monster with my leg at his sides. “Come on Albatross, Honey, we have to get away from here.” I shrieked in fear, almost losing the hope of escaping the land of Orion when the monster turned his neck and looked at me. I was on his back, and he looked right in my eyes. I waited for him to do something because the chaos around us was increasing against us, but something strange happened.

My eyes were blurred while Kari grabbed my shoulders and shook me. "Holy shit! Danny are you okay!?" She yelled over something. It sounded like sobbing. Was I crying? Sure enough, I was choking on my tears. She hugged me and pulled me away from the door. I focused on my breathing and tried to compose myself. Alastor was not happy, to say the least. He was growling, snarling, and snapping at everyone that wasn't me. But what matters is that he's in the holding cell and I'm still alive. Once I stopped crying, I walked toward the holding cell. Alastor was sitting in the back corner, glaring at everyone till his eyes landed on me. A look of determination flashed in his eyes. But it was gone mere

JAX I wake up in a cold sweat, panting as my eyes adjust to the darkness of my room. All the talk lately about the shadow pack and strategizing how to align our defenses with Denver has been seeping into my nightmares, robbing me of sleep. I’m lucky in that I don’t have any personal experience with the shadow pack thus far, but in my nightmares Alpha Xavier is this larger-than-life villain, his followers these soulless, twisted monsters who kill without remorse. Then again, from what I’ve heard about the shadow pack, the version of them in my dreams may not be too far off.

Those green orbs normally held so many mysteries, but right now they burned for me. Alastor’s mouth descended on his mark. He sucked and nibbled, causing a tidal wave of pleasure to wash over me. I gasped as an orgasm shook through me. It was like tangling up a bunch of Christmas lights inside you and then blowing a fuse. His attack didn’t cease as I screamed out in pleasure, if anything it encouraged him. His thrusts got more and more violent. His mouth aimed to bruise his mark. Water sprayed up against my back.

Quickly held unto her waist. "Now my turn, let's cum together." Jaxon said, and at his words, he pushed his cock high into her womb, causing a pleasurable scream to escape her lips. He began giving her a long fast heavy thrust that sent her closing her eyes tightly as hee legs shook with ghe amount of pleasure she was receiving from him. And with a loud scream. They both climaxed together as their juices splattered in their core. Klara opened her eyes smiling lovingly at the alpha king.

“The first letter read: ‘I, Prince Habeb, the Prince of Suramy demand from you, Banabella, whose name I discovered in my dreams. I beg you in the name of your own god, grant me my wish, and avoid being uprooted from the face of the earth.” The second parchment read: “Because you have hidden Banabella in an unidentifiable place, with the intent of deceiving me, I’ll tread upon your bodies and make your kingdom bare like ordinary earth. Till I see Banabella, the people of Muzagah shall not be privileged to take in air into their nostrils before the sun sets tomorrow. Prince Habeb speaks!’

Speak of the devil and he will come. My throat goes dry. Sylas looks at Jace, then Damir, then walks over to the counter and picks up the menu. “Have a great day, Dahlia.” Jace says but he looks like he’s about to spit on me. Damir is sour faced, he looks like he’s seconds away from wetting himself. I turn to see Sylas watching them leave. “Good morning, welcome and petals and bean cafe ho-.” He breaks into a smile and I stop.