Pomni X Jax Fanfiction Novels & Stories

{THE SCENT OF POSSESSION} Jaxon's hand stayed wrapped in the silk of my scarf, his knuckles grazing the heated skin of my collarbone. He didn't look at the scarf; he looked at the mark he had left on me. In the blue light of the TV, the bite looked like a black bruise, a dark stain on my perfect daughter flora gown. "You smell like them," Jaxon hissed, His voice got deeper, becoming that dangerous, rough rumble that made my inner Omega want to sink to the floor.

I was lost in thought and wondered why he was just telling me about the whole plan of seeing his parents. I wonder how soon the wedding will be. I sat there battling with my fears and anxiety. Xavier cleared his throat and broke the silence. “Sooooo” he dragged, leaning forward, hands resting on the table. “Who is Sydney Poe as a person?” I roll my eyes. “Well your PA….turning wife soon” He smiles—the type that you do when trying to control a full-blown laughter. “Aside from being my PA of course” He adds, trying to resist a chuckle.

“Please knot me.” He growled louder, gripping my hips bruisingly tight, and fucked me faster. His cock swelled even thicker, the base starting to catch on my rim with every stroke. The team was still shouting and laughing just outside the door, but Jax didn’t slow down. He reached around, stroking my cock rough, twisting over the head while he railed me senseless. “You’re gonna take my knot right here,” he snarled. “Gonna fill this omega hole full, then sneak you back to my dorm and breed you all night. No more hiding.”

"You don't look like much. The stories say the 'Origin' could write fire into the sky. All I see is a girl who’s about to catch a cold." "The Origin was a character," I said, my voice cracking. "I'm just Kaima. And the 'fire' was just data." "Good," the man said. "Because data won't help you when the Reaped arrive. My name is Jax. I run the defenses. If you want to eat, you work. No one gets a free ride in the real world." --- ### The Weight of Reality Jax led us to a small alcove carved into the side of a massive water pipe. This was our "room." It was a pile of old blankets and a single glowing lantern.

Quick note: This is what actually happened. Our girl was just too lazy to say everything! :P --- Moments ago, [Jaxon P.O.V] The High Pavilion was stifling. Expensive wine and ozone - Lumira's rising mana, sharp enough to cut. My skin itched, the wolf beneath my surface pacing in agitated circles, clawing at the cage of my ribs. I looked at her in that crimson gown. A flame in a room full of shadows. And she was sitting with him.

Miss Preston was back and looking at her sister as if she had just had a bright idea. “Are you serious?” Mrs Pearce asked in disbelief. “Jax is going to love you for it, I promise.” Miss Preston said. “How do you know?” Mrs Pearce asked carefully. “Are you so blind Alice? You are treating August. As in, THE August. Haven’t you noticed Jax has been home lately?” I frowned then grinned before I burst out laughing. “Your parents Smokie fans by any chance?” I asked and started laughing again at the perplexed looks on their faces.

I swallow hard as a group of warriors walk out into the pit, sounding commands I can’t really hear. “This is asinine,” I say to Jaxon. “This is Eastonia,” he replies, smirking. He stands and waves, then sits back down. Somewhere nearby a horn sends a sharp thrum of noise through the air, and it begins. “My mate is an exceptional warrior.” “I know,” Jaxon says, bored. “He’ll be fine.”

Jax said and forced a glass of Dragonian scotch in Ty’s hands. “Gosh go easy on the alcohol, brother. I don’t want a drunk horndog around the kids,” Samantha dramatically called out. “Yeah doggy. Be a good dog, will ya ?” Kai smugged and petted Jax’s hair as if he were really a pet. “I sure as hell can bet that you, Kai Stone don’t want me petting you especially with MY FOOT, numb nuts !!!” Jax hollered and swatted away Kai’s petting hand.

He abandoned all pretense of surliness, crossed the room, and knelt beside the bed, pressing a kiss to Amara’s temple. “Hey, little Luna,” he murmured, his voice just for her. She smiled, her hand slipping into his hair, pulling him closer for a real kiss. When they parted, Jaxon simply flopped onto the bed, sprawling across my lap half on purpose, half in protest. “Seriously,” he grumbled. “If you’re planning to spend all day in here, at least open a window so I don’t suffocate on the scent of wolf pheromones.” “Don’t pretend you don’t thrive on it,” Caden retorted, nudging him with a foot.

She turned to face him. "I thought you'd come after me, Pappi?" She asked with a smile. "Yeah, I said that, but someone intentionally left the bathroom door open and gave me a good show. " Jaxon spoke in the low huskiness that always made her shiver. His fingers reached her nipples and flicked them. Roxanne bit her lip, "Pappi..." She moaned. "Now I just want to do one thing, Princess," Jaxon spoke again in that same huskiness as he went down on his knees.