Rudeus X Roxy Novels & Stories

Jax growled, dragging my stepdaughter toward the other side of the room. The next few hours were a blur of skin, sweat, and the kind of vulgarity that would have made a sailor blush. There was no tenderness, no soft words, only the mechanical, driving force of four people who had found their perfect matches in the dark. Roxie screamed until her voice was a ghost of its former self, and Candy took everything I had with a ferocity that proved she was every bit the deviant Jax had promised. "Is she still alive over there?" I called out, my voice raspy as I watched Jax pinning Roxie’s wrists above her head, his body moving with a relentless, punishing rhythm.

ROXETTE He didn’t pull his fingers out. Instead, he kept them buried deep, curling and thrusting roughly, his thumb pressing hard circles on my swollen clit. “Fuck, you’re soaked. Look at you, dripping like a faucet, making such a mess on Daddy’s hand. You’re not even trying to hide how much you love being my little slut, are you? Crying your pretty eyes out but this cunt is begging for more. Soaking the sheets like you’re about to piss yourself from how bad you need it.”

The wall behind it mirrored, glass shelves held various bottles of liquor, stools sat lined up like soldiers in front of the slab of timber that had been painstakingly sanded and stained. A jukebox glowed in one corner of the room, and on the other side, a pool table whose green felt had seen better days. The stains of blood and drinks covered the once vibrant surface. A large oak table took up the middle of the room, twelve heavy chairs surrounded it. One word carved into the middle to remind anyone who was lucky enough to have a seat at the table why they were there “ROGUES”.

"Lord Eyrx opened the world to me. He showed me strength. You can't see it because you are small. Insignificant. Pathetic!" Xylus makes a distraught sound in the back of his throat, features molded into a grimace as he runs a hand through his hair. "He killed them, Rosalie Draven! Goddammit." His hand flies in the air, pointed at Eyrx, who studies us with sly amusement. If anything, Xylus's outburst makes his eyes sparkle more. "Okay?" Rosie asks with the unseriousness of someone listening to gossip. Xylus freezes mid-speech, his lips twitching angrily before he throws a glare at Eyrx.

“Now come here before I combust from the lack of affection.” Scarlett rose, balancing Theodore on her hip, and met Roxy halfway. The hug was immediate - tight, real, and grounding. They remained in that position for a moment. “You smell expensive,” Roxy mumbled into her shoulder. “You smell like airplane peanuts,” Scarlett shot back, smiling against her hair. “Rude,” Roxy said, pulling back with a playful scowl. “Also accurate. God, it’s good to see you.” Scarlett’s gaze softened. “It’s good to see you too.”

Phoenix said tiredly. The Ray guy stretched his hand out for a shake which I accepted, " nice to meet you, Luna" he smiled showing off his pearly white teeth. I smiled back, " it's just Clover" I said. Phoenix suddenly growled loudly, making me jump in fear. Ray released my hand and backed up, " sorry" he apologized and showed his neck in submission. Phoenix's eyes glazed over and so did Ray's, I guess they were mind linking. I turned my confused gaze to Tobias, but found him glaring at Ray. Okay, what the fuck am I missing here?

No way could I make them laugh like Jane did, but I did my thing. The cheers died down as I took up the mic, and expectant eyes watched me all around. "Hi everyone, I'm Roxanna but I prefer Roxy" I shifted from side to side as I prepped myself to continue talking. I didn't prepare or anything, so I was basically winging it. But as always, my demeanour was straight and confident. "There isn't much about me to tell, except that I have a weird obsession with turtles and I was convinced that the universe was somehow against my existence. " I chuckled at myself for admitting that, and I was surprised when they laughed too.

Roxy Kane was no longer pretending to be tough. She lay sprawled across the wide metal bench on her back, legs forced wide apart and held open by Jax and Riley’s strong hands. Her firm ass and thighs glowed an angry, throbbing red from countless spankings. Both her holes, pussy and ass gaped openly, red and swollen, leaking a steady mix of her own juices and the winners’ spit. Her platinum-blonde hair was matted to her forehead with sweat, and her once-sharp blue eyes were now glassy and unfocused. Her own futa cock, still rock-hard despite everything, lay twitching against her toned stomach, the head shiny with fresh precum. Carla “The Crusher” Morales stood between Roxy’s spread thighs lik

I’m striding inside, chest heaving, ready to explode. The place is half full, with some of the guys playing pool and others drinking and chatting it up. Roxy stands out like a fox in a henhouse, leaning over the bar like she’s begging to get fucked, sipping a beer like she just got her lips done. When she sees me striding in her direction, her lips twist and her eyes narrow in a knowing smile. Almost amused. “Trouble in paradise, big boy?” she practically meows, twisting a lock of her hair around her painted nail.

He’s being cruel/ Raya growled. “So you’ve saved the best till last then, I’ll forgive the late introduction,” Roxie purred, keeping her hand planted in his. Dex grinned and matched her flirting, “it certainly looks that way.” “I see we are matching,” as Roxie stepped forward, opening her shiny black leather jacket to put the material nearer to his. In doing so she knowingly displayed all her perfect curves at him, the tight mini dress highlighting everything down to the pink bra straps. Her grey eyes shone and my desire to run from this car crash was overwhelming. “Your jacket is older, darker,” she said, her eyes flitting up to his as she positioned herself near him. “it means business,” h