Jax Digital Circus X Reader Novels & Stories

Hello Readers! Thank you so much for reading my last two books! I’m so glad to see everyone is enjoying them. In the following chapter will be my new book titled Alpha Jaxson: The Next Generation I hope y’all enjoy it as much as the first two. This story is going to be what life is like for the Twins and you will get to see what happens with James and Jackie from Alpha Jaxson. Stay tuned and I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Stay safe and thank you again for staying with me through this process.

xyla asks with pure sarcasm, jason looks down to his dick feeling totally embarrassed he keeps it back into his pants and lets out a little cry of pain as he lets his dick down into his pants, jason looks away from xyla who seems to be smirking evilly, jason wished the ground could sweep him off, he had just gotten hard right in front of xyla how horny us his wolf?, "any spare?" xyla asks pointing at jason's cigarette, "you smoke?" jason asks a little surprised, "are you screwing me? there are lots of things you do not know about me jason searches his pocket but doesn't find an extra cigarette he points out the one with him towards xyla who collects it and immediately draws in it

he said, tugging the ring lightly, “you’re going to sneak into the pool house. You’ll wait for me on your knees, dress off, legs spread, wearing nothing but this collar.” He leaned in, lips brushing my ear. “And if you’re very good, I’ll fuck that pretty mouth and let you swallow every drop of my cum while your best friend sleeps twenty feet away.” A broken moan escaped me. I was so wet it was dripping down my thighs. Jace stepped back, adjusting the obvious bulge in his pants. He looked perfectly composed while I was a flushed, trembling mess. “Fix your dress,” he ordered. “And wipe that guilty look off your face before you go back out there.”

HERE LIE STORIES NEVER FINISHED, WORDS NEVER SPOKEN, LIVES NEVER LIVED. My stomach twisted. The paper under my boots shifted as the others stepped down behind me. More pages fell, landing on shoulders, in hair, on the backs of hands. One stuck to Jax’s jacket. He peeled it off and squinted at it. “‘The dragon decided he was tired of being a metaphor,’” he read aloud. “Okay, whoever wrote that? I want to buy them a drink. Or a therapist.” His attempt at humor landed like a thrown rock in wet sand.

What? Chatter: This world!? Man: This a new scam? Chatter: No... I am a Free Jumper. Man: What is that? A new Multi-Level Marketing scheme? Chatter: OK seems you won't believe me, go to the nearest landmark that is most memorable for you, I will be there.

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Ty chuckled at his adorably beautiful daughter and kissed her on the forehead before going to his mate’s office. “Ok Dad !” Xel chirped and jumped out of the library window to secretly dance like her Dy along the rocky beach. As soon as the stealthy teenager’s feet touched the ground, she noticed frequent rings of smoke disappear in circles round the corner. Who’s out there puffing a cig so heavily, Xel thought and crept slowly round the corner only to bump into a shocked Jax ! “WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE ?” they both asked at the same time.

he said. The sound that passed through the circle was half hiss, half gasp. Elijah did not move. His wolf did. The beast surged forward and pressed hard against his chest, paws braced. Its attention locked on the man sitting beside him. Jaxon shrugged. “I saw a sign about a grief support group and thought it sounded like a place where no one would expect me to be fine. So I pretended I had the right kind of pain so I could sit in a circle and breathe without putting on a show.”

* The fantasy merged with the comments, one reader painting a scene of Jax returning, finding her like this, phone in one hand, fingers buried in the other, then joining, making her squirt across the keyboard. Her orgasm hit sudden and fierce, back bowing off the bed, a strangled cry escaping as her pussy spasmed, fresh wetness soaking the sheets. She rode it out, reading the flood of shared depravity, each one a spark to her sated but insatiable fire. Panting, Zelda dropped the phone, a wicked smile curving her lips. The tease worked readers hooked, fantasies unleashed in the comments below. Jax had left her marked, but this? This was her claiming the narrative. Drop yours now. What's your