Stag And Vixen Novels & Stories

"I can't believe you. I let you go out and have fun with your friends, and I agree to stay home with the kids, just so you could go out and cheat on me with some slut at the club. While I'm home taking care of our kids. Are you fucking kidding me?" "Baby, listen, I know how this looks-" "Don't give me that. Don't give me that bullshit! You got caught, Vixen, and you thought you wouldn't, didn't you? I bet you were just dying to do this shit. You couldn't handle your liquor or keep your dick in your pants, huh? I'm just like all the little whores who's brains you fucked out before you put this shit on my finger, aren't I? Right?" she says fidegeting with her ring.

Lucian greeted, I merely nodded once, opting to stay silent. Aedion smiled at us "So, shall we talk?" He grinned. • After around 2 hours of business talk and 5 martinis, it was finally time to leave "Always a pleasure Lucian" Aedion smiled, his eyes flickering to me "And an even greater pleasure dear Vixen" He grinned That's what I was known as. The Vixen. Every good assassin needs a badass name after all. "Likewise" I smiled politely He moved in to kiss my cheek goodbye, a polite gesture that turned sour as his hands drifted awfully low

"Oh my...they are putting on the same dress." "It's the same design." "Alexa clearly said the design was not out yet." "Whew. Does that now mean one of them is the theif?" "Oh my Gosh," Alexandra started as she stared at Stella, "You are putting on the same design as I am, the same colour too." "Where did you get that design from?" Stella screamed and Alexa pursed her lips. "My company created it, it's our special. Velvet Vixen." She smiled and Stella bit her lips tightly as she stared at Alexa, hate dripping from her gaze. She should have listened to her father and not come for this damned meeting.

In the end, I spent the night talking to him, and when I turned off my phone to say goodnight, I realized that the knot in my stomach that I'd had since I woke up hadn't disappeared, it had only intensified. I needed to feel Xander, I need this to go away. Lying on the bed right in front of the Mirror, I decided to have a little fun. I hiked my oversized T-shirt until it reached my stomach and spread my legs, smirking at him as I seduced him. I'm imagining that Xander was standing here right now. I slipped my thong off slowly and opened my legs wider revealing my dripping wet pussy. I brought my fingers up to my mouth, sucking them slowly, keeping intense eye contact with him.

"Why? You won't be able to resist my hotness if I did?" She laughed again and slapped my hand away from her. "You're practically a walking parasite so hands off, will you?" I raised my eyebrow at her fierceness but then corrected, "A sexy walking parasite." She rolled her eyes and then raised his hand up. "I, Natasha Greene, only dated this immoral bitch parasite in front of me for only a month due to the reason that she's a horrible evolution of a bisexual woman," she vowed and then offered her hand down. "Happy now, Arisa?"

I moaned as his fingertips grazed against my skin, sending shivers of pleasure through me. His lips continued to explore mine, his tongue teasing the edges of my mouth as I melted into him. This was the best feeling I had ever felt. I wanted to pull away from him and stop what was going on, because it was taking another turn I wasn't prepared for. It was supposed to be just a kiss but things were spiraling fast into something deeper. However, I couldn't pull away after what he was making me feel and experience. It was perfect. "Oh, Isabella, my little Vixen..." he whispered against my lips, his voice low and husky.

I scented sarcasm and it fluttered through my ears. I stopped midway and turned around to face her. She was now sitting properly on the couch, staring straight at me. "If I feel horny, I don't care if it's daytime or nighttime. I also don't care where. I can fvck a woman anywhere in my house. Even on that hard couch!" as I pointed at the sofa she was sitting on, she hastily got up feeling disgusted. Her mouth grimaced at the impact of getting up abruptly. Obviously, her hips were hurt.

If anything, that showed me how weak I was to his seduction. This was rock bottom. How far was I willing to stoop? What was even more pathetic was how excited I became when he said I belonged to him. Tyrith Keiser belonged to no one. I made that point countless times. Then, here I went, swayed by a few lustful pheromones. Christ! I needed to get a grip. Maybe I should have had sex before coming. No. I still had time. I could do it before our next meeting. It would take the edge off. A one-night partner would do the trick. No strings attached. Someone with opposite qualities to Lucian.

“But love without possession is nothing. He chose her, Grace, and in doing so, he chose against you. That wound will never close until you own what was denied to you. Think of this not as cruelty, but as correction.” Catherine’s throat worked, but she said nothing. Vivienne let her hand drop. Her gaze returned to the window, where the estate’s gardens lay in shadow. “Tomorrow we flush them again. The men have already boxed in the street near that wretched motel but I want more than bullets and car chases. Fear is a better weapon.” She reached for the desk and clicked on a small recorder. From it came the faintest sound: a baby’s cry, recorded earlier, tinny but real enough to twist the gut.

The one he had 'misplaced' during her little stunt at the department store this morning. I slowly pulled back, holding the black card up between us. The lust chilled into a dangerous, icy realization. "You didn't just come down here to play businesswoman, did you, Little Viper?" I said softly. "You were going to use this while I was distracted." Vivienne’s throat bobbed. The defiant fire in her eyes flickered with genuine, panicked realization that she had been caught red-handed. "Since you crave an audience so much," I whispered, sliding the stolen keycard into my own pocket, "I have the perfect punishment for your disobedience. Let's see how well you perform for the cameras.”