Lux Jinx Ao3 Novels & Stories

"Jinx already have a fiancee, so better stay away." And there, I was more stiffened in my seat. What? J-Jinx? He already has fiancee? He did not tell me that... I looked down as my tears started to fall. Damn. I just told myself that I would not cry in front of her. That I would not let her see me being weak. What happened now, Astra? Why are you so dumb controlling your feelings and emotions? "I am telling the truth, you are just hurting yourself, you know. Jinx has already love another woman that is far away from you. She was more gorgeous, decent, pretty, expensive. Unlike you, you look like a trash."

Lucas was lying in bed when he felt it. A sudden tight pain filling his chest. He tried to massage it off with his hand but the pain suddenly expanded and increased a double fold. Lucas gasped as he sat up from his bed. It felt really really painful! He knew what this was... it was the pain of the mating bond being corrupted by cheating. Sera was cheating on him with that Lycan king again. And it fucking hurt! Lucas gasped and stumbled out of the bed as the pain intensified. He crumpled to the floor as tears started to pour from his eyes.

The moon was full, spilling silver light through the windowpanes, and in Nickey’s room the faint hum of Trina’s voice still lingered in his memory, curling around him like smoke he could not escape. He sat at the edge of his bed, the ledger sprawled open before him. Its pages mocked him with secrets and symbols, but his mind wasn’t on ink or numbers—it was on the way Trina’s lips had brushed his earlier, tentative but hungry, as if she were daring herself to step across a line. “Damn it,” he whispered, dragging a hand down his face. He wanted to resist her, to keep his focus on the revenge plan that had been shaping for months. But her scent—jasmine and heat—clung to him stronger than any pl

I tightened my internal muscles around his cock, milking him, and he let out a groan, his body jerking as he emptied himself deep inside me. My own climax slammed into me a second later, a violent, pulsing release that left me sagging against the door. We stayed there, our chests heaving, the only sound the ticking of a clock somewhere in the room. I pulled away eventually, sliding onto the bed and lying back, letting my hair fan out like a trap. Lucas joined me, his skin slick and his eyes glassy “Impatient aren’t you ?” I teased as I ran a hand down his sweat-slicked stomach.

Our eyes were locked, my jaw held firmly by my own legs, guarded by his big biceps. “Good girl,” he whispered, his breath heavy and paced, eyes piercing deeply into my soul. He pulled back, releasing my legs from his grip. Then came the pounding—deep and rough. Thwack! Thwack! echoed the sound of his cock pounding into my wet pussy. Our body fluids mixed into a scent that was to become my new olfactory fetish.

The tightness began to give way, my muscles clenching around his cock out of sheer reflex. "God, you're amazing," Jude panted, his hands digging into my hips, leaving marks on my pale skin. "No wonder the Lord kept you locked away." He kept thrusting into me, his breath hot against my neck as he pushed deeper. Every thrust shook my frame against the floor. I let out low, broken moans into the dark room, my fingers clawing uselessly at the stone. The dual sensation of the violation and the raw stimulation began to blur, forcing my body toward a cum.

“Get up,” Brown ordered, I tried to but I felt my legs give way. The three of them chuckled. “We haven’t even started with you, Princess and your legs are already jelly.” It was cinnamon, he helped me up and added in a whisper “I can’t wait to fuck the hell out of you.” My already wet cunt seemed to double. He moved me to the bed, and directed me to lie flat. Then he kissed me, letting his hands roam all over me.

"I need to cum. I'll do anything. Just let me cum." His blue balls and desperate made my smile to widen. The sound of him breaking sent heat straight to my groin area. My cock ached so much I could barely think. I loved seeing him like this—proud Elijah reduced to a trembling, begging slut. "Relax..." I said, grabbing a bottle of lube from the table and pouring a generous amount into my palms. My hands worked with the liquid to slick up my jerking cock. Then I knelt behind him and poured more of the lube against his ass entrance.

For now, I needed my strength. *** Jane’s POV I walked out of the bathroom looking sexy for the alpha in my underwear I had gotten just for him. It had been a while since I had looked this good for him and he was aroused seeing me. “Damn,” he chuckled. “Why don’t you come over here and give me that sugar?” I agreed and strutted to him, sitting astride the naked man. We kissed as he removed my clothes before his hands met my neck, dragging me to the bed with ease.

Of course the man I met, who is hot as hell, gives great sex and makes me feel safe, is a psychopath who has a secret underground room where he tortures people. I'm "lucky" like that. What if he brought me here to make suffer the same fate as these people? Oh my god... I'm totally going to die. What if--- "What are you doing here?" Alex's deep voice which had a hint of anger, jolted me out of my train of dark thoughts and I felt a sweat break out on my forehead. Oh god…