Novel & Cerita Untamed Vixen

Vixen turned away from the VIP area, strolling casually around the booths, curtained or un-curtained as the occupants preferred. “Mistress Vixen,” a woman with an impressively blunt fringe and her hair scraped painfully back into a ponytail greeted her. She was clad in vinyl from jaw to crotch, in a severely form fitting jumpsuit that stretched to loops over her middle fingers. She played with a black leather belt, stroking it between her fingers. “Your new sub is pretty.” “What do you say, Raven?” Vixen asked him. “Thank you?” Raven struggled to keep his expression sober, his lips wanted to curl up in laughter. It seemed so odd for the two women to discuss him like a pet dog. Was he meant t

Ada moans. “Ada, I love you,” Alexander tells her as he pumps a little faster. “I never knew I could love someone until I found you. I love you.” Ada stares into his eyes as she feels pleasure take over. In her mind something happens, and she can feel a stirring inside of her. She knows this feeling. Vixen is Back! Vixen-Mark HIM! Ada pulls Alexander to her as her canines extend. She bites into his collarbone making him explode inside of her.

The foxtail swayed teasingly as London rode the rocking horse like a pro, making lame cowgirl jokes and teasing her chat to try harder as the new poll showed itself. Revenge came in the form of fake semen getting pumped into Queenie, and the streamer moaned when she felt her insides getting messy again. If the chat decided to empty all the bags she had on the IV drip stand, there might be no saving the foxtail swishing from her butt as some of the gooey substance already matted the fur when it oozed from her opening.

‘Our mate is hurting. ‘There is nothing we can do about it right now.’ I sighed. Instead of responding, Bastian let out a growl of frustration and slunk back to where he belonged. "What you saw," I began, deciding to jump right into the story of how Arissa’s mother tried to make her a perfect breeder. "Is the result of Arissa’s mother’s selfish desire to create the ultimate heir for her pack." As the words left my lips, I felt a wave of disgust rush through me. If Tania was around right now, I swear I would rip her to shreds. "She fed Arissa vampire blood from the time she was born until she was sent off to Tenebris Island."

People called him the Untouchable king, because for the past twenty -five years no has been able to survive his touch. An ancient curse running through his blood, a curse which turns everyone into stone with just a touch. Forcing Kael Draven to rule his kingdom from behind black leather gloves, he lived with a crown and a curse with a lonely heart. Seraphina Vale never believed the terrifying stories until one careless accident changes everything. When she mistakenly grabs the king bare hands. The world holds its breath. But she didn’t turn to stone.

He looks back at the road and doesn't say anything the rest of the ride. When we arrive at the house, Daxine sees me and hugs me. "How was your first day sweetheart?" she asks sincerely. "A couple of frats tried getting in her panties in broad daylight and everyone around was gonna let it happen. How's that sound?" Vixen says, obviously still pissed. "Oh honey. I'm so sorry. You're a very beautiful girl, but that shouldn't give them a reason to take advantage of you. I'm horribly sorry." Daxine sympathizes.

**STEPHAN** I remained still on the bed, my body and mind still reeling from the explosion that just went down. Sex with my breeder and mistress, Zara was always good, a 10 if I was to rate it, but in an instant, as she shut her eyes and leaned back, the ranking raised to a 100. It was like I was transported to another zone. Cumming which normally happens after five or six rounds happened within minutes. As she looked down at me, I froze in shock as my eyes met her crystal green eyes, different from the indifferent and sad blue ones I was used to.

I leaned back against the pole and slowly lifted my skirt, giving my audience a good look at the tight plaid thong that barely covered my soaked pussy. Then, I did a small twerk, making my ass to bounce in the air. My eyes remained pinned on Mark’s smug face as I resisted the urge to close up the distance between us and throw a goddam punch at him. I hated how this made me feel. I hated how it turned me on. That had always been the sick truth of Vixen. It wasn’t just the attention. It wasn’t just the control. It was the humiliation. It was knowing I was being degraded and still getting wet from it.

“There is nothing cooler than that.” “That doesn’t make him cool; it makes him weird,” Xander told her. “Now Cupid is the best. He’s like the love doctor of reindeer.” Mina glared at him. “Show me where that has been proven.” When Xander said nothing, she smirked. “Exactly, now Vixen is the best. The seductress.” “Isn’t Vixen a boy?” Kaileeh asked. “He can’t be a seductress!”

Vixen pushed off the wall almost immediately, stretching like a cat that just finished eating the canary. “Alright, Damien. We’re square. I’m out.” She jerked her chin at her crew. “Let’s bounce boys, before these people start group-hugging us next.” “What’s wrong with group hugs? I think it’s cute,” Agnes said, shrugging, already bracing for backlash.