Tex Sawyer Novels & Stories

Sawyer tells him. Sawyer drops down on his knees right on the floor in front of Sean. He looks up at Sean's big body with loving eyes. He places a soft kiss right on Sean's big belly, then another one lower down on his hip. His big hands move to the waistband of Sean's pants. He slides the dark trousers down Sean's thick, strong thighs. He moves slowly and carefully until Sean has no clothes left. Sean stands there shaking, and his breath comes in short pops. He feels like he wants to cry happy tears because he never thought a powerful alpha would look at his big body this way. "Do not be scared," Sawyer says. He stands up and takes off his own dark suit jacket and shirt. His chest is huge a

She still weak from the nerve-racking orgasm. After eternity, Sawyer finally sat up. His mouth was covered by her wetness. Sawyer pulled out her legs and her body rise lightly, she tightly grip the blanket. As his butterscotch eyes stared intently at her, he takes off his boxer showing his proud length. Her lips were defeated and she broke her throat when she saw his proud member. She was swallowed as she looking at it. So long. So big. Oh God. "T-That's ... long." She gulped in nervousness. "I think it won't fit."

I still hold all the alpha meetings here like my father did. Walking over to the shower, I cut it on while waiting for the water to warm up before stepping in. I chose my beta when I was 17, which is my best friend Creed. My gamma is his brother Ryan, I don’t have a delta yet, I’m not sure I will. Creed does an amazing job, he is also my strongest warrior. He trains the males in the pack while his mother Subrina trains the female wolves. My gamma does all my running when I’m either too busy to or I just don’t want to. Otherwise they both help with every decision I make. Now, I know I said I was alone in all this, even though I do have them I still feel alone. Stepping into the shower washing

I say. "Well, a couple warriors took Sawyer back to the mansion that night and found his friends locked in the basement. They had been beaten and tortured and they were all humans. It was so Sawyer would do what Katherine wanted. We know that she was forcing him to help her. And we believe that he was there to help you." Tyler explained. "He did help me. He never hurt me while I was there. He was the one that made sure I got fed and always changed my dressings on my wounds. He was kind to me." I say.

The man is back. “Yes, you too?” Sawyer doesn’t need to look up. “Yeah, I’m a lawyer. You wouldn’t be Detective T. Sawyer, would you?” “I am,” Sawyer looks up. “Interesting to run into you. I’m working on Jeremy Whit’s case,” The man smirks.

"He's got your lips." "Yes, yes. The babies have good genes, now shoo," Pixie waved them to a corner, elbowing Daniel out of her way so she could sit on the bed. "How do you feel, Sawyer? Dizzy?" Sawyer nodded, peaking at Teagan's face. The baby had gone quiet and was snoring soundlessly, his mass of curly brown hair falling over his eyes. "I feel tired. And relieved, but mostly tired. My head hurts a bit as well and my eyes are droopy."

Sawyer’s glowing skin was so soft, I had to force myself to stop thinking about it or else this could take a very different turn. “Enough. Look at me, Sawyer. Now.” I commanded with a low growl. She cut out all movement immediately, staring first at my hands holding her still, and then at my stern expression blankly. “While you’re at it, take a look at yourself too. Huh? You reek of tequila, and it’s not even eight P.M on a weekday yet. Whatever you’re going through, you have my sympathies—”

Thera’s secret lover. None other than Tom Sawyer! What. The. Fuck.

The disappointment wasn't only felt by the man who was forced to give up his seat, but everyone who attended the meeting. Sawyer then proceeded to sit down. He took a bottle of red wine and drank half a bottle in a single gulp as if he was consuming water instead of alcohol. "Sorry, I walked too fast just now. I'm kind of thirsty. I definitely don't look pretty drinking this, but I'm sure no one will mind, right?" No one answered him, but Sawyer's looked faintly smug. Then, Sawyer looked directly at Carson. "King Yorke if you want to take the position as the King of Riverdale. I, Sawyer, from the Xavier family in Salem City, have absolutely nothing to say.

"Need I remind you his partner is also a man?" "I haven't gotten back at him for touching your ass in front of my house" "And you tried to strangle me. Remember?" At least he had the decency to look sheepish "Leave Sawyer alone" TC was waiting at the bottom of the stairs. Earlier she'd been too nervous to notice how good he looked in that tux. The nerdy man who'd saved her was nowhere to be seen. It was a wonder Max hadn't growled at him like a caveman. He surprised her by asking, "Were you crying?"