Untamed Vixen Novels & Stories

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.

won't he scoffs ' fine then' I say. I wrap my right arm to his neck in a tight neck hold causing both of us to fall on the ground, I punch his stomach from the side he lets go of me and I quickly roll away from him to get up he grabs my shoulder trying to pull me back I grab his arm and flip him over my shoulder towards the ground and I go on top of him 'don't under estimate the power of THE Venom Vixen sweet heart' I say, I get off of him and put my hand out to help him get up. We continue walking and we get to JC's car. He droves off and we head towards Saratoga which was about a 45 minute drive 'so you really aren't going to tell me where we are going?' I ask 'you'll see when we get ther

"Both, fffffuck…both of you…." Victoria laughed. "Or all of us." Lara came hardest then body seizing, milking them both until Kian flooded her pussy, Tade her ass hot, endless pulses that left her dripping, ruined. They collapsed in a tangle breaths ragged, bodies slick. For a moment, peace, twisted, dark satisfaction. Then Victoria's phone buzzed, she checked it, face paling. "What?" Tade asked. She turned the screen, a new X thread viral, thousands of retweets. The full video: not just the hallway, but inside the apartment. Last night's threesome. Audio clear: moans, names, filthy words.

If the noises that Iris heard coming from the rooms were any indication, Vixen clearly enjoyed whatever had happened in there with the guys: she possessed genuine strength in her sexiness, her sexuality, and it was something that Iris didn’t understand. She’d never found any power in sex; quite the opposite actually. Vixen’s brash, brazen revelling in being openly, confidently sexual confused Iris, even scared her a bit. The thought that she could actually enjoy a man being all around her, all over her, inside her, was alien. She didn’t think it could ever happen for her.

Jax replied while the brothers went back in the office. He walked back in after his call. "So? Any takers on talking?" "We don't know anything! Besides, you guys don't torture women." Ivy replied smugly. "Not us brothers, no. But I have a secret weapon I use for women. And she'll be here shortly." Jax grinned. About fifteen minutes later the office door opened and Vixen his mom walked in. This woman was 5'11" and weighed about 195lbs. She's a force not to mess with!

“This is why I hate people. They are nothing but annoying useless tools that get in my way.” Vixen grumbled out angrily, sitting me down in a seat. She plopped down beside me, giving me a glance. “You seem different, though. Your soul is pure yet you’ve been through some shit. Like bad shit.”

Strapping a big, curved, black dildo with veins to her waist , she said, “I'm going to use this on your ass, Tim. Beg me. Beg me to fuck your ass.” “Please, Doctor Voss. Use it on my ass,” I begged. “Good boy,” she said, slowly applying lube on my hole,teasing me by slipping one of her fingers into my ass. She positioned herself between my legs and lifted them high over her shoulders. "Relax else it’s gonna hurt more," she said, prying the dildo against my ass. “I’m sure Jake must have told you this.” She said, reminding me of my first gay fuck…with a senior called Jake in the school’s library.

I took a quick shower and dressed in a pair of shorts and tank top. Vixen smiled, “When you get out there, don’t bother undressing. You won’t need to.” I furrowed my brow, “Why?” She replied, “I am a special wolf. I can shift without messing up your clothes. Selene decided that since you are also a witch, you will need a wolf strong enough to handle that, so here I am.” I chuckled, “And I’m very happy you’re here.”

She was good for club morale, apparently. 'Stop avoiding the topic.' Her wolf piped up in her subconscious, and Aimee was done. Hurling the cloth in the direction of the bar, she quickly undressed, unconcerned with her nakedness, and ignoring the titters from the rotters; she phased fluidly into Vixens form. Shaking out her ash-grey coat, Vixen bared her teeth in warning at the club whores and gave into the wild feeling plaguing her all day, racing into the night and surrendering to the call of the wild. After what seemed like hours, Vixen found her peace and finally relinquished control again. When Aimee opened her eyes, she wasn't really surprised to be standing at the lookout.

We knew this was a huge mess. Realising Winter's mood, I decided I needed to calm her down. I went close to her as she took off her clothes and sucked on her sweet spot. She moaned for me, unable to resist my touch, and it made me giddy. I quickly took off my clothes, leaving my shorts on, and then I undressed her gently and laid her on the bed.