Hawks X Reader Bird Instincts Novels & Stories

He withdrew his fingers, tasting her essence without a trace left behind. A hint of blush spread across Hazel's cheeks as she met his intense gaze. Rings of silver flickered in his eyes, and little did she realize the sheer stamina of the wolf compared to a human. Swiftly, he flipped her over and drew her close against him. She gasped as he entered her, filling her with his length. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, breaths escaping in uneven intervals with each forceful thrust. One of his hands held her securely while the other expertly teased her clit, eliciting wave after wave of pleasure. His primal desire to claim her echoed in his mind, like Xerxes ready to mark his territory. Aurum, too

Every movement caused a cry of pain. They didn't fight to win. They fought to dismantle. I saw one of our wolves, a big man named Jax, swing at a Conclave man. The Conclave man didn't block. He stepped inside the swing, touched two fingers to Jax's chest, and Jax collapsed. Not dead. Just... broken. His bond to the pack, severed with a touch. My stomach turned. They could do it, too. But they used touch. I could do it from a distance.

His eyes were dark with lust, a hot promise that made her burn even more. She felt like liquid under his brown gaze, her legs shook and she bit her bottom lips trying to stifle the embarrassing screams that might escape. “Mmmh?” He answered, “More?” “Yes…” Halle replied with a pleasures filled moan, and Xavier being the sweetheart that he was, heed her requests until both their breaths were coming out choppy and Halle could no longer see anything but stars in her vision. Halle slumped into his body again once the imaginary chorus in her head was over, both of them breathing heavily like they had just finished a marathon.

Birds sang like they hadn't heard about the prophecy whispered in the halls, the queen's rumored instability, or the ghost of fire that now haunted Fresh Meadows in the shape of a man. Xavier moved through the far end of the training court, where the polished grass gave way to compacted dirt. He wore only a loose black shirt, damp with sweat, and his breath was low and controlled. Each movement of his blade was precise, aggressive, and clean. Strike. Step. Pivot. Strike. But he wasn't just practicing. He was drowning in chaos—the kiss from Blythe, the warning from Elder Moses, the weight of a truth he still didn't fully understand. His dreams had been fire-drenched again, laced with screams

He said as he finished the last button and parted the shirtfront, “It’s because I like you little bird, and I don’t want you to die so quickly.” He pressed his lips on my shoulder to give a gentle kiss as if he was trying to assure me his promise. I shivered with a gasp as his lips trailed down my chest and parted. The feel of his tongue licking on my nipple was too strong to resist. “No…n…please…” My voice slurred from dizziness. He laughed breathlessly before his lips pulling away slightly from my breasts. “Do you want to know what Xavier is doing now, little bird?” He glanced at me with a smug grin.

The large lonely mansion which oozed nothing but affluence did not only house these money making halls but also had rooms above which caged workers who made this money and the bosses who ruled over them. The workers were members of X-habit, a crime conglomerate whose activities were no lesser than running guns, doing drugs and the like. The Big Four: Steven Chase, Baron Sage, Iphan Carter and Kane Richmond bossed over the conglomerate, with Steven as the head, more of a Godfather.

Regards, Sophia Reese. I rolled up the paper and tied it with the bracelet Alpha Xavier had given me on the coronation night. With my ability I tried to be able to summon a pigeon through the bedroom window. This pigeon is called Hugo, only he can help me at this time about right now. Hugo had long been the messenger pigeon between me and Alpha Xavier. Hugo knew what he had to do. I tied the bracelet and scroll of the letter around Hugo's neck. “Alpha Xavier Hayes…” I muttered to Hugo, and quickly after that, Hugo flapped his wings and flew swiftly into the forest area.

Hawk growled softly, closing his mouth over hers in a ruthless, punishing kiss. Adrienne felt his hand, raising her skirt and realized that in his current rage the Hawk was going to take her, right here in the dim and chill hallway. Tipsy or not, this was not how Adrienne planned to part with her hard-kept virginity. She wanted him, but not like this. Never like this. "Stop! Hawk, whatever you think I've done-I haven't!" she cried. He silenced her with his mouth, his kiss hot, hungry, and cruel. She understood he was punishing her with his body, not making love to her, but she couldn't resist his tongue and couldn't prevent herself from breathlessly kissing him back.

After slipping inside and closing the door behind me with a little more force than necessary, I stepped back against it, letting out a slow breath. Everything about Hazel spoke of defiance and arrogance. Who did she think she was to talk to me like that? My wolf continued egging me on. “She needs to learn,” it growled lowly in my head. “She needs to understand who she’s playing with.” “What’s the plan?” my wolf asked, her voice filled with anticipation and excitement. I didn't know yet. I knew one thing for sure though, I couldn't let Hazel continue to make a fool of me. If she actually thought she could win Orion over, she had another thing coming.

I close my eyes and follows the moves of his lips, this kiss will be gone for ten years, no one can kiss me like this. "Wait for me, huh? Promise me." I nod at him, "I promise." That night also we bring him at the airport, he even threatened Raven, especially Haru, to protect and look out for me. When the airplane successfully took off, Haxilla invited us to go to their house. "Did you make tacos? I'm craving for tacos," I said while we're on our way to their house. "Hmm, you've been craving for that for almost a week. Didn't Jaxon noticed that you're pregnant?" Raven asked.