Romans & histoires Leon X Mr X

The only thing left is the weakness she's still feeling. We came down from the truck with me grabbing my lucky axe and my backpack. I tucked my Beretta into my belt and got my axe ready in hand. I saw Austin arming himself with his Kimber Custom TLE II (EM) 1911 pistol and a blade he produced from his backpack. Clara took her katana from the back of the truck and used it to support herself as she walked .

I just didn't care for it. I caught a glimpse of him before he opened his door and came inside. All I could see was his body. He was wearing a crisp gray shirt, buttoned low enough to catch a glimpse of his bronzed chest, and a pair of black pants that were simple enough. His hair was smoothed back again, giving him a look of refined polish. But with the overbearing shape of his muscled body and the cat-like slant of his eyes it was impossible to dismiss him as simply polished. No, Leon was too rugged for polished.

Leon ran his hands up my sides, one coming to my throat. "Lexie, you're gonna make my dick worthless already." He groaned, his head going back. Leon stood up, ripping his clothes off at lightning speed. "Turn around, I want to fuck you from behind." His voice was deep, low and I knew he was incredibly turned on. "Yes, sir," I whispered, turning around on my hands and knees.

It didn't help that there was also a whole hell of a lot of toned, tanned muscle on display, considering both of them were shirtless, but I wasn't about to complain about that show. It took me all of about a second of looking the pair over to realize that the one with his back to me was Xavier. Even with his back turned, his stature alone could tell him apart, but the sheer speed and pure lethal skill in the way he moved was absolutely mesmerizing. I could absolutely get used to walking in on this more often...

“Be patient sir, for just a few more years, until you’re appointed supreme leader and take full control of this clan. Then you won’t have to be his pawn anymore.” Xavier massaged his temples. The news Leon brought had dampened his spirits. He shot Leon a cold glance. “Get out. My head is pounding.” "I won't leave until I've properly cleaned that," Leon protested, staring at the crude stitching on Xavier's abdomen. "How could you let her touch you? Look at these stitches...rough, uneven. The bandage is haphazard. She'll cause an infection if—" “Shut your mouth,” Xavier said, his voice low and threatening.

I don't think I have a bad memory, but it's obviously impossible for me to remember everything someone said in middle school so clearly, even if it was my best friend. My boyfriend Lyle, however, can do it. He can talk about Xavier in detail, down to the color and brand of each piece of clothing. He describes Xavier's wrist bone as "like a glowing bell." He could even describe the scent of the eraser Xavier used. My boyfriend also told me that Xavier comes from an unusual background, his father is a diplomat in the werewolf kingdom and his mother is a doctor in the Blue Moon Pack. Xavier is the only son in the family, he grew up better than his peers, is a worthy son of the sky.

Apparently, time to checkmate our enemies. Xx___xX

Weni was even more flummoxed about how to respond. ****** Meanwhile, elsewhere… Inside a swanky apartment suite complete with a luxurious bathtub, a man was having the time of his life with a bombshell blonde. Moans reverberated through the room, mingling with the splashes of water as the two indulged in earthly delights. "Ugh, ah… I… um… ah, can't believe that… uh… Asian dudes… are… amazing… their… stamina… is… ah…" the blonde bombshell seemed to be teetering on the edge, her hands gripping the bathtub edge, eyes half-lidded, biting her lip, feeling the relentless thrusts that kept her body on a rollercoaster ride.

POV: Xander I started suspecting Leon after Lewis was killed by the rogues. Of all my friends, he is the only one who has not done anything suspicious since all this started. He is always quick to support me and as far as I’m concerned, he has been loyal to me from the beginning. He is my beta, and yes, I expect him to be loyal, but not this loyal. Not to the point where he never questions my decision or even challenges my wrong choices. He just lets me do whatever I please, whether good or bad, he just doesn’t care.

I said quietly. “Obviously,” he replied, puffing out his chest. “I’m handsome, hilarious, and charming. My star power rivals Jay-Z. Plus—unlike some people—I’m not engaged.” He tilted his chin behind me. I turned. And of course—Xander. He stood a few steps behind me, all calm posture and deep, unreadable eyes, way too serious for this early in the day. Leon sighed dramatically. “Unbelievable.” “Leon—” I tried to hush him, but he already had his arms crossed, looking like a high schooler watching his ex’s new boyfriend walk into the cafeteria.