Pit Boss Lexington Onyx Edition Novels & Stories

“She agrees. Now, if you’ll excuse us…” We wove through the crowd, Nico’s voice echoing: “The Mercedes S-Guard 600: V12 biturbo, 523 hp, VR10 protection, panic alarm integrated…” A Japanese yakuza boss cornered us by the Lexus LX 570. “3.5L twin-turbo V6, 409 hp, B7 armor. Solid. Price?” “Negotiable...for the right buyer,” I said, but a female associate with him smiled too sweetly at Dante. I pressed my hip into his, my glare sending her scurrying.

I just need to add more necessities to his room. I mind link Sierra and Storm to come shopping with me. “Hey, you guys want to come shopping with me I need to get some stuff for Onyx’s room.” I say “Count me in.” Sierra says. “Yes! Shopping for the nephew I can’t wait” Storm says. I close the mind link and head to my car. Dad originally was going to get me a Maserati coupe, but since I now had Onyx, we decided to get the Maserati Levante. I love it, I can put so much stuff into the trunk.

Still, my heartbeat skipped a beat as Lex opened the velvet box, anticipation suddenly bubbling in the pit of my stomach if he liked the hard earned present or not. "Wow !!” Lex breathed out as his eyes gleamed while looking inside the box. “It is a XXX platinum smart watch,” Lex excitedly said as he looked at the rare time keeper. Kai peered down in Lex’s hands and exclaimed, "Yes !” in response when I stayed mum. I refused to reply to any of these betrayers. “And it is shock proof too !!” he added, as excited as Lex as if it was his X’mas present.

Even better. Elder Standish stood and said, “ Lexi, since you have known me longer we thought you might be more comfortable with me.” Lexi just nods. She has my hand in a death grip like she is preparing for the worst. “ Lexi, I have to ask one question before we get started. Do you have a birthmark?” What an odd question. And why is it important? Lexi just nods, stands and turns around. I watch her pull her shirt to the side revealing a perfect paw print on her left shoulder.

Onyx said but I ignored her as we all stepped inside the model I came with hands was still holding mine, arms locked. Once we were seated, and she sat close to the table near mine Onyx turned to me, looking both confused and angry. "What is going on, Luisxer?" she asked. "Why did you book the entire restaurant?" she paused for a moment and looked at the model "I didn't know dolls are your type you are so full of mystery" She gestured to the woman I had brought along.

I swallowed hard to witness the breathtaking sight before me, it was worth the wait in every way. Vincent’s thick, erect co*k sprang to life as he freed it, throwing the last article of cloth away. Well, I was unable to look away, and Onyx, she suggested excitedly. “Kiss it, Liz. I want to taste our mate!” Fuck! My eyes bulged out of their sockets as her bold request dried my throat, but she was drooling over the perfectly sculptured Greek god in front of us. My eyes traveled from his face to his robust muscles, trailing down to beautiful abs, and then sexy V, the absence of pubes surprised me.

what would I be? I would be a burden, I told myself. I tossed the phone back onto the seat, started the engine, and drove off. The Onyx Room was dark, loud, and expensive. It was the kind of members-only club where captains of industry went to hide in plain sight, where the lighting was kept deliberately low so no one could see who was drinking with whom. It was perfect. I sat at the bar, the thumping bass of the house music vibrating through the stool and into my spine. "Double Grey Goose. Neat," I told the bartender, a man in a black vest who looked like he had seen everything twice.

Sixth-generation fighters, top-of-the-line off-road tanks, the Temple of War's exclusive satellite cluster… Those were astronomical sums! Alexander possessed the kind of wealth that could buy a mid-sized country! "Don't worry about it." Alexander looked at ease as he held Olivia—his adorable smart cookie. He reached for Amber's wrist and led her into the Porsche dealership building. Amber wanted to refuse, but the moment they entered the store, her eyes were immediately drawn to the center of the showroom. It was a brand new, limited-edition red Porsche HBLY-GT! This was a limited edition that Porsche had just released just hours ago. It had incredibly sleek body lines and beautiful seating

“Onyx.” We lay down in the grass for a few moments recovering from our orgasms. “You get better at that every time you do it.” “Practice makes perfect, my dear, don’t you know that?” I question him as I pull his face to mine for a kiss. His kiss turns desperate again, and he begins kissing my skin slowly down my body. He kisses the inside of each of my thighs and slowly works inward. Kissing continuous circles around my core, but never kissing it. “Onyx, don’t tease,” I beg of him. He doesn’t make me ask twice as he licks my core's wetness, sending pleasure shivers down my body. “Yes!” I call out as he begins sucking on my clit and fingering me.

I asked as we approached. "Onyx," Jax said. "It's where pack members go when they want to cut loose without judgment. Dancing, drinking, entertainment." He gave me a sideways look. "The kind of entertainment that would make Riven write a disapproving essay and Kain consider new pack ordinances." My face heated as understanding dawned. "Jax—" He chuckled. The air inside Onyx was thick with smoke, sweat, cheap alcohol, and the sharp, unmistakable tang of arousal. The lights were low and red-tinged, flickering over wooden tables sticky with spilled drinks. Bass throbbed so deep it vibrated in my ribs.