Captain Rex X Reader Novels & Stories

Rex asked with some much care charmers in his voice that had me melting. “Do you mind undressing so… I would tender your wounds?” He asked as my eyes met his, he flushed red and looked away. Rex Caddel, an international bad boy who had far more experience in matters of the women than any of his brothers…was shy. As expected, I was quite unsure about being naked in front and my face mirrored my emotions, causing him to promise not to touch me. “Not even when you would cry for me to touch you” he joked and I laughed.

I said, eyeing him still sitting down, and he chuckled as he stood. “It seems like the Elegida here has some questions for me,” he said, and I eyed him oddly. “Did you read her mind?” I asked, glaring at him. “I can’t, even if I try,” he said with a chuckle. “Her mind is impenetrable. I just felt it.” I sighed and nodded as Rex stepped forward. “What race are you?” Rex asked softly. “A shifter,” he said proudly and Rex nodded. “I guess the last one must be the vampire then.”

He pulled out slowly, disposing of the condom, then turned me in his arms, kissing me soft and deep, like he wasn’t done claiming me. That’s when the cell door burst open. Captain Harris stood there, face pale with shock, eyes wide as they took in the scene—me naked, Jax half-dressed, the air thick with sex. “What the fuck?” he barked, voice echoing down the hall.

“Come on, Don Juan. You’re telling me you’ve never slept with a woman you didn’t love?” Marc fell silent. “What’s wrong? Cat got your tongue?” Rexy smirked. “How about listing all the women you’ve been with? Do you even remember their names?” Marc exhaled sharply. “That’s the beauty of being a man,” Rexy continued. “We can enjoy a woman’s body without love.” “Hah! Then why don’t you list your past lovers, Rexy Keylan?” Reana suddenly interjected, storming out of the bathroom. Before Rexy could react, she grabbed his ear and twisted it.

Suddenly a teasing melody started,it was one that made several men groan and grab their groins. “Steady!” the captain bellowed. “Ear plugs in, ya fools! Eli..get that net ready!” ----- Hey dearies We’ve made it to 100 chapters together! 🎉 From the forbidden desire of Jax/Anna to the dripping desire of Lirael/Elara. This wild, dark, and filthy journey has been an absolute ride. Thank you for riding these waves with me.. the screams, the moans, the betrayals, and the soaked pages in between.

*** • Book 7) Chasing MOONLIGHT {Story Of CHASE Daniel Miller and NISHMA Neil Khanna} ~ Blurb :- "Imagine Nish. Imagine my tongue against yours, travelling all over your body, your breasts kneaded by my hands, perky nipples twisted by my fingers. Sucking, biting your plump lips until we were both breathless, restless, hot, aroused. I'd kiss you again from your lips, neck, jaw, shoulder. I'd planned to do everything to make you feel safe, secure in my arms. I wanted to work harder to make you Cum", Chase licked her earlobe as he spoke. Nishma trembled badly by his effects

Kit flinched, seeing Rex’s red eyes flash suddenly, but just turned and walked away, waving over his back leaving his friend there with his thoughts until a more reasonable mind comes. They didn't know it when it happened, but Rixa had developed a sympathetic, understanding Nature when she dealt with just him, and she was the only Wolf other than Tristan that could get past the Royal Trinity Line and submit a Royal. From that day on, Rex never crossed that line with her. Kit used to be jealous, but she only had eyes for him, and he for only Tristan. Knocking on Tristan’s door and announcing myself, Kit heard silence. Tris hasn't slept the best, but his silence threw Kit off.

He strolled into the room, hands behind his back. I slowly turned to stare at him, and I immediately regretted it. Dark eyes that drew me into an abyss. Crooked smile that only belonged to a demented soul. His hair looked like two raccoons had fought in it. I swallowed hard, my feet freezing in the spot, unable to move. Camille was at a corner, appearing small... invincible. He stopped right in front of me, his grin widening. I couldn't look away from him. I tried to, but it was like I was under a spell.

The room was empty, smelling faintly of industrial bleach and damp paper towels, the harsh fluorescent lights buzzing overhead with a low, irritating hum. While I leaned back against the cold cinderblock wall, closing my eyes and letting out a long, shaky breath, trying to slow the frantic, bird-like fluttering in my chest. My broken wrist throbbed with a dull, sickening ache, but it was nothing compared to the massive, hollow bruise Jaxson’s words had left on my heart. *We don't have time for distractions.* He had looked right through me, his eyes flat and cold, playing the part of the ruthless captain so perfectly that it made me want to throw up.

he said. I nodded, feeling the weight of his words. "I know," I admitted. "But I can't just ignore it. Not now that I know." "Ignorance is bliss, sometimes," Remy mused, his gaze drifting to his computer screen, where he had pulled up various articles and forums on werewolf lore. "But you're not one to shy away from a challenge." "What does it mean for Alex to be engaged to Hartwell's daughter?" I asked. Remy's eyes narrowed. "Ah, Mistress Ainsley."