Operation Strix Novels & Stories

Strip. The cold clawed at her resolve. She hated him—hated the rejection, the pain, the way his touch still ignited her—but freezing to death wasn't an option. With a snarl, she shrugged off the shirt and peeled her leathers down, the material sticking to her sweat-damp skin. Her breasts spilled free, nipples hardening instantly in the icy air. Torin stripped next, his pants hitting the ground with a soft thud, his cock springing out, thick and heavy even in the chill.

My legs shake violently, muscles twitching uncontrollably. They still don’t stop. “Please… I’m begging you” I sob, gasping desperately for air between broken moans. “It hurts so good but I can’t take any more… please, just give me one minute—” Marcus places another fresh strawberry directly on my clit. All three of them take turns sucking it off, their tongues fighting over my most sensitive spot in a relentless, wet assault. The overstimulation is brutal now. Every lick feels like fire and electricity shooting through my exhausted body.

The stench of rotting fish filled the entire reception area. The boss stormed into his office, instinctively reaching for the warm water on his desk—only to grab empty air. "Where's my water?!" Flustered, Vanessa rushed in with a bottle of cold mineral water. The bottle was hurled straight back out, rolling to her feet. "Are you trying to freeze me to death?! I want warm water!" The boss's roar shook the glass walls. As I read each message Lisa sent, sitting on my balcony with a cup of hot coffee in hand, I felt nothing at all.

I nodded while smiling and waving at everyone I recognized. "Yes, I am. It's Dante's night!" I said into the microphone. "Of course, of course. We all know there is no one here who supports Dante Solano more than you do. How sure are you that he will win this season? I mean, we all know the Solano brothers are the best strikers there are. Voss Solano was also nominated this season. He played well this year as well," she said. My stomach dipped, but I still held my smile.

Into a bad guy? Sighing in defeat, she agreed. Jax felt as if he had won a contest. He would go to any length for his book. Of course, he wants to help them, but he also needs to benefit from this difficult situation. “That’s fantastic! Please call me at the number below if you’d want to learn more about my tactics.” Brianna just nods with a pursed lip as she accepts the card, leaving the chair still reeling from the events of the day.

"What about him?" "We leave the door open. Let him know he can come back anytime. That choosing wrong once doesn't mean choosing wrong forever. That we'll help him find humanity when he's ready." Chaewon's voice was firm. "That's all we can do. Offer. Accept. Support. Not force. Never force." NEXT DAY – COORDINATED STRIKE Four facilities. Four teams. One coordinated operation. The strikes went perfectly. Like Serpent operation but larger. More complex. More moving parts. But precise. Professional. Overwhelming.

I click the message bubble and the conversation opens. It reads: YOU’RE GETTING TOO CLOSE TO STERLING. STAY AWAY FROM HIM! HE’S DANGEROUS!!

Mark suggested and her husband quickly agreed with her. He passed the keys to Kavinsky and he turned around and enter the car. He started the engine and the engine revved loudly. Kavinsky reversed the car and he was out of their porch in no time. He drove past Kaylee's house and he saw her walking inside her house. Stiles walked out of the house to throw out the trash. He lives just opposite Kaylee's house. He saw Kavinsky driving his car and scoffed at it. He shook his head in disgust and walked back inside.

His voice sounded strained. She took his cue and her motions quickened. His cock was wet and hard. “Uhhh…I can’t hold back…you’re going to make me come.” His body shook. “Laura, I’m…I’m coming…” he called out in his deep voice. His body then spasmed, gripped in the throes of a powerful orgasm. He groaned loudly at the super-heated sensation focused between his legs.

The co-captain of the Strays had a plan. Anya had only gotten pumped a couple of times when she felt herself being lowered. While Tarloh's cock was still inside her, she was being lowered by TWO sets of powerful hands until she was perpendicular to Tarloh's body. She opened her eyes and found herself face-to-face (so to speak) with Croc's muscular body and beautiful cock.