Foxy X Roxy Novels & Stories

he growls at me. I smirk, shrugging my shoulders. “You wouldn’t.” “Oh, really? I wouldn’t?” he volleys back with his own devious smirk. I roll my eyes and sigh. I glance out the window, watching everything as we pass. Last night, this fox was getting fucked in by this wolf beside me. Tonight’s a different story. I didn’t expect to be in the car with him, trying to beat the clock. Thankfully, there’s no casualties at the end. Nobody’s harmed.

Roxy rolled her eyes, a dramatic smirk breaking across her face as she leaned forward, tossing the tissue box onto the nightstand. "Oh, please," she teased, her eyes dropping to the front of my shirt before flashing a wicked grin. "He didn't hurt you, did he? No. He just riled you up. And honestly? I am in support of this. I am one hundred percent in support of you using Marcello to get over Dave." "Using him?" I shouted, my voice cracking as I threw my hands in the air. "You don't use a mafia don, Roxy! He uses you! He has a contract!"

Connie cackled as she tossed Crystal into Dante who shifted and lunged at Connie, shredding the skin from her arms as she tried to battle. “They’re succubi, Crystal!” Suri said, helping the young girl up and forcing her to run for cover,“They’ve never been your friends! ” Felicity charged Roxie, but was intercepted by Walker who fed her not one ounce of mercy. “Come on, bitch!” Holden demanded, coming out of nowhere and grabbing Roxie by the arms, “You’re mine. I was supposed to be yours! I loved you!” Roxie gasped as she fought to get out of Holden’s grasp, using her mind to weaken his abilities, but the baby was finally taking a lot out of her.

"What a cunning move, Yasmin. You even managed to get Erik to speak up for you." "I think you're talking about yourself," Yasmin finally spoke up and calmly looked at Roxy. "I'll ask you again—Roxy Ford, did you tell me to come to this room or not?" Roxy pretended to look hurt and screamed, "Yasmin Starr, you bitch! You don't look sorry for what you've done at all! How dare you look at me like that! Are you trying to threaten me?" "Don't be mad, Roxy." One of the ladies consoled Roxy before turning to Yasmin and spitting, "How shameless!"

This is another reason to stay away from Beatrix as she has a hold on him and his body. “ Ric! Do you want to…..” Roxy’s voice stopped abruptly as she opened the door without knocking. Sydney is still glued to him and her on his crotch. If someone is seeing them like this then it looks like they were doing something and the way Roxy abruptly stopped it sent the message to her that she had interrupted them. “ What is it, Roxy!” He turned towards the door, failing to loosen Sydney's clutches from around him. His body froze and his stomach dropped seeing that Roxy was not alone but with Beatrix standing beside her with a murderous look within a second she masked her emotions and came to a blank

Even her name felt like a punch to the gut. "Well, well. Running away from a little vet?" Roxy's voice cut through his spiral. She was leaning against her cherry-red Harley, looking like sin in leather pants and a cropped Iron Fangs cut that showed off her toned midriff. "That's not like you, baby." He glared at her. The endearment felt wrong now, like ash in his mouth. "What are you doing here, Rox?" She feigned innocence but the bitch was anything but innocent. She was always up Blaze's ass and didn't hide she wanted him as her chosen.

Roxy sneers while rolling her eyes. Sabrina knows that with my word, Roxy can tear her down like a grizzly bear. Roxy, right now, is like a lioness. She's eyeing her prey closely, waiting for the perfect moment to pounce on it and devour it mercilessly. Sabrina turns to me and begs to be heard.

Roxy Kane was no longer pretending to be tough. She lay sprawled across the wide metal bench on her back, legs forced wide apart and held open by Jax and Riley’s strong hands. Her firm ass and thighs glowed an angry, throbbing red from countless spankings. Both her holes, pussy and ass gaped openly, red and swollen, leaking a steady mix of her own juices and the winners’ spit. Her platinum-blonde hair was matted to her forehead with sweat, and her once-sharp blue eyes were now glassy and unfocused. Her own futa cock, still rock-hard despite everything, lay twitching against her toned stomach, the head shiny with fresh precum. Carla “The Crusher” Morales stood between Roxy’s spread thighs lik

"The rest of the fighters will be a hard sell; I plan on working them. What about the women?" "Most of them think you're hot as hell, that could come into play. Ellen, Sharon, Kate, Karinne, Suzy, and Cathy will be hard nos. They're all James groupies. The ones with mates will do whatever they're told. That leaves about ten girls I could try and persuade." "Work your magic, because all we need is one." "I'm not worried," Roxy said. "Let's celebrate." She stood up from Lucas and grabbed the hem of her dress. In one move she stood nude in front of him. He took her body as she presented herself to him.

The neon sign outside “THE FULL MOON” bar flickered with a buzzing sound that usually meant a bulb was about to explode, but inside the air was a scent of cheap whiskey, expensive cigar smoke, and the musky pheromones of filthy restless werewolves. “My name is ROXY” I stood backstage, leaning against a peeling locker watching Jax, adjust his glittery thong in the mirror. Jax was my best friend. “Just a little here, and yup that’s it” He chuckled while dusting gold shimmers onto his pecs.