Remi Jjk Mga Nobela at Kwento

The front door of the packhouse swings open again- Brock’s the last to arrive, stepping inside with a guy who looks to be a few years older than him, presumably his beta. “What’s going on?” he asks, running a hand through his wavy shoulder-length hair and eyeing the rest of us with suspicion. I suppose it would be a mindfuck to get an ominous call for an emergency meeting and walk into a cheerful celebration. “Jax and Quinn are mates,” Reid supplies. “You owe me fifty bucks.”

“Look, you’re mad. Punch me.” “I think getting physical doesn’t suit my temper,” I said. “You’re petty. This is low.” “You haven’t seen her being petty yet,” another voice broke into our conversation. The owner of the voice walked down the stairs, black almond-shaped eyes looked down amused. He was half Korean, nicknamed Misha. His birth name was Gun Min He. He was the oldest member of KJM, having quit the FBI four years ago to work with us. With a lean, muscular figure and a height of about 5’8”, he had a presence that commanded attention.

Demi enquired quickly as her burning eyes flashed over me. “Hell no! That person's plan was to get arrested and jailed for kidnapping me instead of you real kidnappers. In that regard I will testify against him as the real kidnapper or they will snuff life out of me!” Just as those words escape from my lips. Remi's mouth tightened as she gazed at the others. Then the smiles in their eyes contained a sensuous flame that sparkled in the entire place. The smile suddenly turned into a wide grin. “Wow!” Remi yelled, as joy bubbled in her laugh and stoned in her eyes.

“Wait... all of you?” “Mmhm,” Jax said, thrusting harder now. “You said you wanted us in every inch. Am sure you knew this before you accepted to fuck all of us?” She didn’t speak, she just opened her mouth and nodded. And then Remi reached down, grabbed the lube they kept under the table, and smirked. “Let’s make this night an unforgettable one.” Just as Levi’s cock filled her throat again, and Jax’s hips slammed into her harder, Kai positioned himself behind her ass, his fingers working her open.

"Right, though Remy prefers to spend most of his time all the way in wolf-form, while I spend most of mine as a man. I'm sorry if he scared you." "What... um... what are you going to do with me now?" she asked with considerable trepidation. "I suppose you can guess what Remy would answer to that," Rommie said. "I keep telling him he'd have better luck with women if he went around on two legs some of the time. But he likes it best down on all fours. What can I say?" He shrugged. Remy trotted over to Jaylee. The terrifying, fierce wolf of earlier was gone, replaced by an oversized puppy giving her a hopeful, head-tilted, yearning gaze with big winsome eyes.

My stomach twisted when I noticed who was walking beside him. Remy. Jeneta leaned in conspiratorially, her voice dropping to a whisper. “And I have to say, his best friend is so hot. Do you know Remy? Apparently, this is his fourth time in China. They met when Jinhai was studying in London. Did you know that?” I forced a smile, my throat tightening. “He did? Wow, I—” My words faltered as Jinhai and Remy reached us. Jinhai wasted no time scooping Jeneta into his arms, spinning her slightly as he kissed her with a tenderness I’d never seen from him before.

I can tell Jae squeezes his hand a little too hard because Remy winces and Jae smiles with evil delight, "Nice to meet you, Sir." "You can be casual, just call me Jae. We're all family now, aren't we?" he says, finally letting go of his poor hand. "Of course we are," Remy gives him a fake smile, then he continues in the most sarcastic voice ever: "And... congratulations, by the way. I'm so glad Anya found such a good man, I'm sure you'll take care of her as she deserves."