Novel & Cerita Untamed Vixen

, I told. Sighing he answered. "Don't worry..I'll do anything for you my daughter", he took my hand in his and gave a squeeze. When he left Cooper entered the cabin. "Ms. Anderson the article was published just now", Cooper spoke with panic. Heavy sweats formed on my forehead. You can do it Eleanor. You have to. Getting the tablet from Cooper I read the article. "The famous Billionaire Ms.Vixen is a child born out of wed lock? Is our Ms.Vixen is a home wrecker?

Rodel felt the fullness of his length inside her. Badette was only a petite woman, playing at 4'9 in height. So it was very good with his manhiod, because it almost occupied her insides. Even her moans indicated that she had reached the climax again. Rodel accelerated the swing; he heard a series of sounds coming from his partner's vagina. He was sure that it had come out again. "Oooh! Rod... Rod!" the woman cried out deliriously. Rodel continued to hug Badette's back, his tongue reaching the woman's tongue that had come out.

I stepped out of the building, needing air, needing space, needing anything that wasn’t Alice’s dorm or Eunice’s hungry eyes. The campus was quiet. I cut across the old wing, past the empty classrooms, when a low moan drifted through an open door. I shouldn’t have looked. But I did. Peeking through the crack, I saw them, the Vixens. That’s what they called themselves. Raven,the tall raven haired leader with the sharp tongue. Jade, the curvy redhead with the cruel laugh and Nyx, the petite, dark skinned, the one who always struck first.

The soft scent of sweet orange candy filling her sense as she tried to catch her breath. That had been the most intense orgasm she had ever had without the use of a vibrator. Candy couldn’t help but wonder what sex would be like with Annie, if it would be just as good as what she imagined it. Pulling her fingers from her body, she moved to the hamper, wiping her fingers on one of her dirty shirts. Before she grabbed her robe and moved to the door of her room, her hand was on the doorknob when the scent of her mate’s arousal hit her full force.

"So how did it actually go? The meeting? You've been pretty quiet about it." I fiddled with a charger cord, buying a second. "He called me Vixen. Within five minutes of meeting me." I laughed but it came out sharper than I intended. "Because apparently I hunt stories like a fox. That's his read on me after five minutes." I rolled my eyes. "He is so weird, Ty." Tyler raised an eyebrow. "That's… actually kind of accurate." I crossed my arms. "Ty." "And the contract signing?" He asked.

The lean one fisted my ass while the tall one fucked my pussy, the tattooed one jerking off, cumming on my stomach. “More,” I begged, and they obliged, lifting me into a standing 69, the tall one eating my cunt while I sucked him, the lean one fucking my ass, the tattooed one tit-fucking me again. The jungle echoed with our cries, cum and sweat mixing, until I collapsed, spent but craving. Chapter Three – Untamed Union

asked Jasmine who suddenly became nervous. Anya shook her head weakly, she took the cigarette that was in her mouth and threw it away. Anya shifted her seat so she could sit opposite Jasmine. "Listen, this guy called Steven, he is pretty crazy, he'll make you wear whatever he brings. His fetish is really weird, and if you don't give in, he'll throw a tantrum and maybe even beat you up." Jasmine froze upon hearing Anya's story. Is the world of the night that scary?

She stops me from lifting her all the way off as she finally snaps out of wherever she has gone. “We need to talk and then we can have more sexy time. I still want you alpha” She says with a large smile as she promptly hops off my lap. My cock went hard again after she called me alpha and now the little vixen is just walking away. Watching her naked ass sashay away from me as she throws a smirk over her shoulder in my direction causes me to growl. I’m after her in a few seconds and she squeals as I pick her up. I plop her ass right over my shoulder as I start to navigate through the forest.

How dare they think lowly of me just because I am a woman when I am much more powerful than hundreds of them combined? I love killing Rogues using the abilities that I have and one of them is to control lightning. That's what they get for laying their filthy hands on me. They deserve to be tortured, but they're lucky enough that I'm in a hurry or they'll die an excruciating death.

But as I turned to leave, my foot caught on something—Medina’s outstretched leg. I crashed to the floor with a loud thud. My gown rode up, exposing my thighs. Drake’s gaze fell on me, his eyes lingering on the small tattoo etched into my skin. It wasn’t just any tattoo—it was the mark my mother had given me, my little “guardian angel.” I quickly pulled my gown down, covering myself. Drake’s eyes flickered with recognition before he turned away, his expression unreadable. Medina smirked, satisfied with her handiwork. She had tripped me on purpose.