Rocky X Zuma Novels & Stories

Ditto buddy! “What? You can fly over the river as a wolf?” I shot. “Almost, I am one of the fastest wolves in Astoria,” Kent said. Not bragging but just like it was a fact. “Why don’t you transform and I hop on your back? I can hold on pretty tight.” I suggested. Kent turned to me slowly. He looked beyond angry. “How dare you!” “What?” I asked, confused. “How dare you ask an Alpha to be your mule? I have never, will never, let anyone ride my back.” He explained further.

I took interest in the conversation rather than his hands. "Well, um, it's going well." Prince Kingston said, as usual, he had a deep and grave voice that is unreal but not as Rhyker who is younger than them and wilder. He's the silent Prince between those two, Zane is more the playful and flirty man while Rhyker is stuck with a cold attitude and bold language.

I could see he had just finished cleaning out a couple of small pieces of glass and was about to start the sutures. “We're about halfway done,” I told Ashton. “You are doing fantastic. Can you tell me who else lives in the lookout?” Ashton frowned, obviously not pleased that we weren't done with this yet. “Tell her,” Stephanie whispered in his ear. “I know you love telling everyone about Zuma.” “Which one is Zuma? Is he the construction pup?” I asked, knowing full well that he wasn't. “No,” Ashton replied frowning at me. “Rubble is the construction pup. Zuma is the water pup.”

I don’t like the look on her face. “That was Gabby.” She tells me. “Ok,” I reply. “I am guessing she was the woman here with hottie #1 and hottie #2.” I say to her. “Yes, she is the assistant to Brady, hottie #2. They manage the band Crazy.” Evie explains. I know who that band. They are one of the biggest rock bands. I have been a fan since they released their first album five years ago. I look at her. I am not sure why she is smiling at me.

Soon, a bald old man walked onto the auction stage… When the old man got onto the stage, he took a deep look at Xyla before shifting his gaze to the huge original jade rock. In the next second, he couldn’t help but secretly criticize her. ‘Young people these days are really reckless. They’d buy all sorts of crappy materials.’ Xyla recognized this old man. She had read about him in a magazine before. He was a rock-cutting master who had won a gold medal in the realm of rock gambling. He was also the president of the Jade Rock Association, Zim Hummers. Zim owned jade mines, including three huge jade mountains. His jade rock business had expanded across the world.

My arms scream in protest but I ignore it. I see a little path forming, a tight squeeze but I can fit. Moving one last crate with tired muscles to make this possible I set it down and allow myself a small break, a very small break. After two seconds I get down on my stomach and army crawl backward so my feet will reach the small basement window first.

It has always been hard and dirty, with no romance for us. She pants as I grip her hips, hammering my cock into her repeatedly. It doesn't take long before I feel her walls start to tighten around my dick. She screams, “Oh Zac, Oh, Oh Fuu-uh-ckk” as she starts to whither, I fist my hand in her hair, and with one final thrust, I find my release too. Once the wave has passed through me, I pull out. Fiona turns around with a sly smirk on her lips and says “Tell me you don’t want to keep doing this”.