Captain Rex Gif Novels & Stories

I should be terrified but something compels me to walk closer to the entrance of the cave. Just a peek. A person with such an incredible aura could only be Alpha Rex. I’ve never seen him before and I would like to see what he looks like. I look through the small spaces in the leaves and although I can’t see clearly, I can make out a huge frame in a black fitted tee with tribal tattoos on both of his arms. His back is facing me and I can make out his short black hair. My eyes widen when he raises his head and sniffs the air. A low guttural growl vibrates from his chest and my stomach knots.

Alex dropped into the chair, stiff. The captain leaned back in his creaky seat, studying him like he was trying to read a messy report. Reeves was built like an old linebacker gone soft, gut straining his shirt buttons, gray hair thinning on top. Twelve years as captain meant he’d seen nearly everything. Alex used to find comfort in that steady presence.

Once the squad’s captain saw Rex approach, he came forward, bowing, “My lord, I am Captain Kemp, your squad is formed up and ready for battle.” Rex noticed instantly he looked the same as everyone else, except for a large golden feather on his helmet, “I would like you to take that feather off before this battle.” “Yes my lord, might I ask why?” Captain Kemp asked, taking off his helmet and removing the feather, holding it out to hand it to Rex. “It makes you an easy target, you stand out against everyone else in the squad, so I want you to wear this instead,” Rex said, tearing a piece of his white undershirt off his arm and tying it to his chest, making a small white knot.

one of the worried female fae blackguards asked quietly, if it was not for Rex’s incredible hearing he would not have heard anything. “Very well captain, you look smarter than the grunts and this big guy here,” Rex said, nudging the dead commander with his foot, “You’re wasting my time, you are next on the list to die, submit or be drained of your essence like him, once you are all dead I will command my demon to invade your ancestors resting place in the spirit realm and devour the lot of you,” he continued louder so everyone could hear him, his increase in volume seemed to draw the attention of some of Telagus’s soldiers at the back of the army. Cursing quietly while shaking his head, he m

Rex carefully crafted a vision and he finally made the call. "Let's make an appointment with the Siren," Rex said. "It is time. " """ " """ """""" """" " "."" """ " "" """"" " l. "Let's make an appointment with the Siren," Rex said. "It is time."

ah, such ecstasy. Getting delirious from his bloodlust, Rex abruptly detaches his grip on his shoulder, tipping him off for a moment and diving beneath again to soar in triumph with our dentition clapping his throat. “What a sneaky move there! Does our champion even stand a challenge to this beast!”

Annika promised the skipper. Annika was thrilled to be sitting by his side; she was curious about what was on his computer, so the captain opened the albums on his computer and showed her some images. "This is me when I was a baby," Captain said, displaying his cutest baby photographs. He was a small fat baby with the grayest eyes and red lips pink infant you'll ever see. "I seem like a little piggy here, don't I?" the skipper jokes about his newborn photographs. Annika's response: "I want a kid like that!" laughing! "Oh, be cautious what you say, ha! ha! ha!" the captain says in response to her jokes.

For minutes on end, my mouth is widely open in agape; hot tears streaming down my cheeks. It is a picture of Dan in a motel, laid out and wasted on a sofa, seemingly very high with about four to five ladies sprawled out, moving their fingers in a serpentine motion all over his chest, probably all the way to his crotch whilst two ladies are peppering his face with his kisses, and caresses. He looks very ecstatic, obviously, he's having the time of his life. My phone vibrates again, and it's a video that comes in next from my friend. I still have the courage to click on the video, even after my heart has been long shredded.

I shot back, trying to inject some of my usual bratty bite into my voice, even though my throat was still raw from screaming his name just a few hours ago. Jaxson let out a low, rough chuckle that sent a fresh wave of heat straight to my groin. He finally pulled back just enough to look at me, his blue eyes dark and heavy, completely stripped of the cold, untouchable captain persona he wore on the ice. He pushed himself up on one elbow, the sheet falling away to expose the hard, scarred lines of his torso, and he just stared at me for a long, quiet moment.