Gwayne Hightower X Reader Novels & Stories

Chapter 4: Croissants and poor life choices Gwen The pounding on my door nearly matched the throbbing in my head. “I know you're in there, bitch!” Nico's voice sang through the wood. “Open up before I use my key!” I groaned, pulling the pillow over my face. The memories of last night flooded back in jagged pieces—the club, the stranger, his hands, his mouth and the things it did to me… Then the door clicked open.

Gianna whispered, her fingers stroking my hair as I gripped the fabric of the couch for dear fucking life. I was completely exposed, my ass lifted in the air like an open invitation, my wet, dripping pussy completely open to them. Owen stepped up right behind me, his heavy thighs locking against the back of mine. He reached down, his large hand grabbing the base of his hard shaft, and guided the thick head right against my drenched opening. "Are you ready for a real man, Ruby?" Owen whispered, his breath hot on my lower back.

Alpha Hector gestures me in and he stands at his back wall, scribbling in a red pen over a map. “You knew I was up?” I move past Jaxon, trying to discreetly inhale his scent as I move around him…judging by the smirk on his lips it does not go unmissed by him. “Are you feeling better?” Alpha Hector softly smiles out to me as all eyes fall upon me. Everyone was still in here, the same attendees are before, all except for Gwen. I look back at the door just as Jaxon closes it behind me, where was Gwen…where were my females.

“I can hear your heartbeat. It’s all pumping fast. Your adrenaline is surging. You could die of excitement. Where are you coming from?” “Well…” “Girls, it is. Only girls ever put you this way.” Ryker laughed. “Well, I went to check up on her… you know, Gwen.” I wanted to just vanish into a world where no one existed and stay away from all these stupid people. Don’t tell me he was falling for Gwen… Gwen!! Durh!! “Are you all red and blushy because of Gwen?” I asked, infuriated by his shit. “Well, she seems like a nice person.”

Waine’s current reaction was even more animated than when Blaze had introduced himself. In fact, he was so excited that he disregarded any form of reservation and strode towards him before bending slightly to catch Xavier’s hand and shake it vigorously. “Mr. Griffin, hello, hello! I’m Waine Carter, a big fan of yours. Super big fan!” Zayn was in a daze too. He finally recognized who it was. It was Xavier Griffin, the most famous name in antique collection. The last time he saw him was before his grandfather’s paralysis as the two older men were friends.

She arched her back and gasped; she tilted her head back and closed her eyes at Wyatt´s ministrations. Hunter kissed her tenderly, catching her breath in his mouth. Wyatt started playing with her nipples, and I could see she was getting excited, relaxed... willing to have more. "Guys, I want to taste her..." I said over the mindlink, "Go for it, I bet we can take turns..." Wyatt said, and then cursed, "Fuck, her tits feel amazing..." he said, and I almost cursed, I was a fucking tit guy, and even when I was dying to taste her, I also wanted to know what turned her tits ablaze.

Evander and Genus are estimating each other’s scrutiny. It’s like their battling with their eyes. Gwen could only sigh and control her anger, but she could not just let this slide again. This scene has been happening for every man she meets, and every single time Evander butts in like he’s really her lover, which he is not.

Hands roamed Gwen's body Mike twisting her nipples, Sara fingering her pussy, breaths turning to animalistic pants. Rotation blurred: Ethan next, his strap-on longer, reaming deeper, Gwen's asshole clenching visibly in reflections. Tara followed, petite but fierce, pounding with grunts that echoed. Derek's turn brought fisting depth, his lubed hand breaching her fully, wrist-deep twists making her howl.

“My Beta Challenger, Perrin.” I tried not to flinch at him using my name so directly in public. We weren’t on patrol. But I watched as he gestured to a tall wolf behind him. I was surprised to know there was a wolf taller than Justin here; Gowan was tall. Taller than Ethan, even. And full of lean, sinewy muscle. What Gowan offered in litheness, Justin made up for in pure bulk muscle. I had to admit that the two of them appeared as quite an intimidating pair. “You want me to fight Gowan?”

She trails off, rotating the screen toward me, and my entire world tilts sideways as I look at the screen. The headline screams in bold, attention-grabbing font: DALLAS' NEW POWER COUPLE: NFL QUARTERBACK JAXON WOLFGANG AND BILLIONAIRE MOGUL HEIRESS VICTORIA ASHWORTH SPOTTED AT A ROMANTIC DINNER. It’s not the headline that has me swallowing hard. No, it's the photograph that kills me. Jaxon and Victoria are sitting across from each other at an intimate table, her hand resting on his forearm, both of them leaning in close like they're an old couple who’ve been together for years.