Brief X Stocking Novels & Stories

I hold my breath until I see Xander walking back to us while he tucks something behind his back and adjusts his jacket. When he enters the bookstore, he stalks toward us and wraps his arm around us. I smell gunpowder, and my eyes widen. When he pulls back and sees the shock on my face, he takes Vincent from my arms and sets him on his feet. “Go to your corner, buddy. I just want to talk to Mommy, then I’ll come to play with you.” “Okay, Daddy.” Vincent runs off, and Xander tilts his head to catch my eyes. “Are you okay,moya malen'kaya lyubov'?”

A small coo draws my attention to the six-month-old Xanthia, who has woken up from her nap. Picking her up, my dress flows in the wind as I carry her toward her older brothers and father, who sees me coming and meets me. “And what does the littlest Stiles pup think? Hmmm? Do you want to you to see daddy turn into a big bad wolf?” More squeals of laughter leave Xanthia, as Xander pinches her chunky little baby thighs. “I think that’s a yes, Mr. Wolf,” I giggle along with her before his lips meet mine briefly.

"Can I kick him in the balls? That way I don't have to worry about skin contact, but I still get to hurt him." "Sure thing, honey," Saint said as I nodded, a huge smile on my face. I waved her forward. "Wait," I said, holding up one finger. I just had a thought. "Be right back." She pouted at me, but waited just the same. I snuck into Xander's closet. I knew he had a pair from when we were doing the Code Red modifications; Taryk had insisted all of us have some. There, under a mountain of clothes that looked and smelled a little ripe, was what I was looking for. I grabbed them up, held them behind me as I walked back out into the main living space.

ATHENA'S POV As we walk hand in hand, Xavier leads me to a cozy corner of the room. There, he reveals a meticulously arranged collection of baby clothes, toys, and a tiny crib. His eyes gleam with anticipation as he gestures towards the adorable ensemble. "I wanted to surprise you with a little space for our little one," he says, a mixture of pride and joy in his voice.

the kid said and look down fiddling his hand. "The panda? It's on the sofa in the living room" Damian said while drying his hair. The kid stands up and run in the living room. The sight of the kids wearing his shirt makes him hot, but he controls his urges, trying to control his wolf at bay. The kid sweats the night before and that he need to change him before he gets sick. His white shirt hangs until on the kid's thighs and showing those sexy legs. He followed the kid and sees him hugging the plushy tightly. Sentimental. He thought.

After we finish, we go to the closet and pick out a pair of sweatpants and socks, I pick up a shirt, while Xavier goes shirtless. “No suit today?” I ask, putting panties on before sliding on my sweatpants and everything else. “Nope. Today’s a free day. All I need is my phone.” “That sounds easy. For what?” I ask, curiously. “Checking stocks and supply. The market. Watching the money flow in. Business stuff.” He says, grabbing his phone off his nightstand. “Awww. How fun.” I say sarcastically. “The people I paid last night fixed the windows and replaced everything that was broken. I’m surprised you didn’t wake up, they were pretty loud.”

“T-that’s a—uhm... well, I asked a friend to get me that from a... from a sex toy shop—that’s what women wear when they and their partner want to play—you know, role play... sex games... it’s a costume...” Xavier said, embarrassed, quickly covering his ears when Amara screamed loudly. “What?!!”

I gulped, forcing my shoulders to relax. Xavier walked to where his bag was, and I heard the click of metal, the soft thud of something heavy being set on the table. I didn't turn around, but kept my eyes forward and my body still. Xavier returned to stand in front of me, holding a black leather cock ring and a thick silicone plug. My breath caught in my throat at the sight of it. "Ever used one of these?" he asked, holding up the cock ring. "No."

He didn't realize she had a wolf when they met the night before. “She's a half-breed," Xerxes, Zeek's wolf stated. That explained a lot, of why she smelt different now. Her wolf had awakened since it was her 18th birthday. “Mate, are you ok?" Meadow asked Zeek. “Oh yes, I'm sorry for spacing out like that," Zeek apologized. “Your voice is beautiful by the way."

The twin peaks that stood at his attention before Xavier chuckled. “So demanding,” he said before he was ripping her dress as it was design-flawed with easy access to her chest. Stella did not wear a bra for it would make this dress looked hideous with a bra on. So, she was braless and Xavier was groaning at the sight. “So pink and plush. It fit to my hand as if you’re made for me, love,” Xavier said before he was squeezing her breast in his hand and he sucked the other in his mouth. Stella moaned before she was arching her back and gripping his hair even more.