Clone Riggy X Riggy Novels & Stories

The obstacle course was worse than fighting Zara. Much worse. "Move faster, Tracker!" Jax shouted as I pulled myself over a wall for the third time. My arms screamed. My ribs throbbed where Zara had kicked me. Blood still dripped from my split lip. But I kept moving. The course was designed for experienced Rogues. Walls twice my height. Rope climbs over muddy pits. A section where you had to crawl under barbed wire while wolves threw things at you.

My heart is pounding in my ears and I can't even hear my own thoughts clearly. This was a bad idea. A bad idea. "Hunt," I said softly, rubbing my thumb against his hand. "I don't know what to say," he said. "So now you're with the rogues and you believe everything they say." "Hunt, I think they can help me. I'm not saying I believe them. They said they aren't the only rogues in the area. They just stuck together because they are hybrid and they've been kicked out from their old packs."

Owen quickly started rubbing my sex, I tried to say thank you, but it came out garbled. Once the wax was off, Owen put down the flogger. “How are your nipples, pet? Do you want to take the clamps off?” I nodded. My nipples ached; I knew it was going to be worse when he removed them. Owen moved from view, then when he was back, he bent over, and his hand slowly pulled the first clamp off. I cried out in pain, but Owen’s mouth soothed my nipple. His mouth was cold like he had just put a piece of ice into it. My cry turned into a moan as Owen suck and flicked his tongue over my nipple. He did the same thing to the other nipple.