Novel & Cerita Gwen X

“Look, I'm a big girl and I can handle what you have to say. Whoever this person is, he is important enough for you to use his name as a password.” Before she could finish, Alexander started laughing. Slinging her purse over her shoulder, Gwen crossed her arms, watching as he continued to laugh until he started to cough. He held up his hands, trying to compose himself, but he couldn't. Gwen grew tired of laughing at her expense and started walking towards the door. "Hang on!" **

She pulled her robe closer to her body before she reluctantly moved closer to me. “Gwen, where have you been?” I asked. She seemed fazed and she took a glance at the back before returning her eyes to me. “I just figured that I need some fresh air,” she excused, avoiding my gaze. There was something weird going on with Gwen the entire time we were in Mexico. She looked unsettled and she was too hesitant to budge. I couldn’t discern if she was hiding something, but all I could think of was that maybe she just had a bad experience here in Mexico. She barely said anything when we talked to Paola, it must’ve something to do with her trauma with Fernando. She mentioned that she was almost killed b

Rowan whispers. Gwen smiles gently and winks at him, “ You should trust me, Dad! I'm going to show you the real heir’s game!” “But is she really Lady Nirvana? The most wanted female criminal who killed hundreds of cellmates and ran away from the prison?” Kai asked, staring at Mrs Wordsworth. “ You will get another surprising news that is-!” “ Miss Gwen!” Gwen flinches when she hears a cold and familiar voice. Her head slowly turns towards Derek who has been silent for the whole time.

I snapped, and she raised her hands in defence. Gwen smiled a bit, and I was glad she was not offended by Brenda’s intrusive questions. I barely knew her for long, but I could tell that the two women sitting beside me had contradicting personalities. Brenda was more outspoken and blunt, while Gwen was more on the timid and introverted side. “It’s fine. Honestly, I think Alpha Xander is a good man,” she started, and my brow hiked subconsciously. “Come on, dear, there is no need to lie. You can trust us,” I said, and she shook her head negatively.

She recoiled and stared down at me, her gaze unnerving. Gwen was an A****n of a woman. Not only was she tall, but she was also built like one. Taking a deep breath, Gwen straightened her shoulders. At 5'10", she towered over me, but her imposing height was just one aspect of her commanding presence. Gwen's dark hair, usually pulled back in a sleek chignon, had escaped its confines in the chaos of the day, a few strands framing her strong jawline. These weren't the kind of wispy flyaways that plagued most women; these were thick, purposeful strands that seemed to mirror her personality – strong, independent, and unwilling to be tamed. Her emerald green eyes held a mixture of disappointment an

People began murmuring, their whispers threading through the air like invisible tendrils. "Is that Gwen Summerbell?" "She looks even more stunning than before." "Didn't she disappear after her father took her to London?" I ignored them, keeping my head high. Then, amidst the sea of unfamiliar faces, a familiar one emerged. "Gwen!" Jersey, the birthday girl herself, rushed toward me, her arms outstretched. She was as radiant as ever in a stunning deep-red gown, her dark curls styled to perfection. I smiled as she pulled me into a warm embrace.

“No, no, not now. You’ll cum only when I tell you to.” “Do you understand me?” She lifted a stern gaze to me. “Yes,” I bit out, groaning when her mouth covered my cock. Gwen sucked my cock like she was being paid a large sum to, worshipping every inch of my dick and lapping up the precum at the tip of it every time it dropped. Everytime I felt like I reached my climax, she would pause her movement and the cycle continued, torturous for me but satisfying for her. “Beg me Xavier, beg me for your release,” she hummed, leaning back with a wicked smile.

Amber O'Leary came to a sudden stop as she looked Gwen over from head to toe. "So, it's the incredible Gwen Anderson herself," began Amber as she raised her eyebrows, and smiled slightly. "Also known as 'The Lady in Red', and the 'Heroine of the Emerson River Rescue'. The same girl that's trying to raise enough money to expand a hospital; and all of this as a senior in high school. It appears that you're trying to keep the daughter of the next governor of this state away from Steve Hammer. It even looks like you're ready to fight, if necessary. All of this for that bloody guy sitting behind you, Ms. Anderson? Or may I call you Gwen?"

"Gwen's father was a gamma wolf. He was the best friend to your father." "So, who was the beta?" "Xavier." Elder Marcus looked at me. I nodded, feeling a bit silly. Of course it should have been him. Gwen's mother hugged the other women and the men shook hands. Gwen's mother reached down and playfully pinched the cheeks of the little boy who giggled. "Look at him. Little Liam is growing fast." "And so is Gwen." The boy's mother smiled at the mentioned toddler. The two toddlers were playing. Liam had picked up a flower and placed it in Gwen's hair. The little girl blushed.

The woman said her name, stretching her hands forward for a handshake and Brielle nodded then turned to Vivian who was staring at them with a wide smile. “Oh!” She chuckled when she noticed Brielle’s curious stare. “Ms Gwen is here to help you and Ethan.” She said cheerfully. Brielle’s eyebrows twisted, confusion spreading across her face. “Help us? Help us with what?” Vivian smiled and scooted closer to Brielle, lowering her voice. “Ms Gwen here is a professional licensed sex therapist.” Brielle froze. Her eyes widened in horror and her cheeks reddened in embarrassment. “W…what?” She managed to ask. She turned to the woman in question and a friendly nod was thrown her way.