Tryst.link Dallas Novels & Stories

Their limbs are tangled and Skye thinks that this should feel uncomfortable, but Dallas makes a pleased noise as he rests his head on Skye’s chest, every such thought disappearing. “You're so warm,” murmurs the younger and rubs his nose on the soft fabric of his boy friend's shirt. Skye squirms and giggles at the ticklish sensation, tangling his fingers in Dallas’s purplish hair to hold him still. He starts softly tugging the strands of coconut-scented hair (Dallas always experiments with shampoos, mixing different scents together and the results are either hit or miss - mostly miss), then alternating between tugs and scratches, the way he knows his boy friend likes it.

Dax nodded—he trusted Darryl with his life. Tristan who sat next to them overheard their conversation. He burst into tears laughing. He pointed at Darryl and said, “Darryl, I find that you are one special person! You shamed me for not being able to get The Worship of Crystal, now you claim that the pill is fake! Were you tortured so badly at Lyndons that you’ve gone mad? Are you trying to cause trouble at this auction or are you just pretentious?” Tristan’s laughter caused quite a few people to look at him.

Dallas’s face kept tightening as we moved closer making Ryan turn, his small smile dropped. “Ryan. Good to see you again.” I reached him, stretching my hand, flashing him my most charming smile. He returned the smile, but it was tight. “Ryder right?.” He reached for my hand. “What are you doing here.” “Taking my wife to be for vacation. The seems to annoy Dallas as she turned her towards the window. “Ohh wow, did know you are engaged.” We laughed, and I sapped his shoulder before I settled into a seat opposite them, one arm draped lazily along the back of Melissa’s chair.

I climbed the rest of the way on top of him. River’s hands grabbed my face, and he pulled his head back to look at me. There was a carefulness in his eyes, like he was trying to choose his words carefully. River took a deep breath. “I can't do this, Dallas. Not until you learn to trust what I feel for you.” “If I didn't, I wouldn't,” I said. River stared at me for a long moment. He took in the sincerity in my eyes. “Well, unless you want another mini-me running around, we should wait. I don't have anything...” River trailed off. He bit down on his lip as if in an internal debate.

Thankfully, Jaxson once again left our room early to head downstairs to his office, and I took that moment to place a call to Tyler. Tyler answers my call on the first ring as if he was waiting to hear from me. “I hear congratulations is in order.” Tyler says to me, as his greeting, and I am glad that he already knows because this conversation I am about to have with him is going to go much quicker. “Thank you, but is it true that there is a possibility that Tristan maybe in Richmond?” I ask him not wanting to waste another second of this conversation if this may be true.

"Can you explain this to me, Is this a sister of his that I know nothing about?" Sitting up on the bed, Daisy moved closer, her eyes on the article her mother had found on the internet. The picture was of Brett and Lana at some party. He had his arm around her waist, and their body language was familiar and intimate. He was very close to her, with his lips nearly touching her temple. She held a drink in her hand and was laughing. Daisy took the phone from her mother, brought it closer to focus and read the caption. "Brett Lexington, CEO of Lex Industries, and his gorgeous, gracious and peaceful ex-fiancée La Beau-tex publicity dinner. Daisy's fingers shook as she scrolled to the top of the p

He stands and wraps his hands around," he whispers in my ear, holding me tighter. I feel his breath on my ear as he presses his lips on the lobe. He moves his fingers softly up my thighs and I'm naked underneath. He starts to stroke his finger inside me softly. He puts another finger inside and now he's stroking me with two fingers. He thrusts the fingers faster and I'm squeaking. I don't want to moan loudly, especially with everyone around. Dax interrupts us and I swallow hard as Trent clears his throat and takes a step backwards. I'm still trying to catch a breath. Why the hell does Trent have to have this effect on me? Now I want to get laid more than ever. "He," Dax greets us. "I hope I

Dallas stood there in the doorway, holding a bottle of pills in one hand and a tray of food in the other. His expression was completely unreadable as he took in the scene; Carter naked on the windowsill, the rope of knotted sheets, the obvious escape attempt. For a long moment, neither of them moved. Then Dallas gave a long, deep, disappointed sigh. “Were you really about to climb out of my window naked?”

Dallas says. And that’s when I lose the battle. I give up, throw my head back and laugh. “Oh, fuck, I hate you guys,” I say, when I finally catch my breath. “We love you too, Alpha. Tell our Luna we love her and miss her.” “If you need me and can’t reach me, we’ll be in Yorick and Cyra’s pack this weekend.” “We’ll be fine,” Dallas says, grinning at me. “Have fun.”