Velvet X Vox Novels & Stories

Marcus roared, flooding her with fresh hot cum, thrusting through the sensitivity to push it deeper. They didn’t stop. He spun her, bending her over the crate and taking her from behind, one hand fisting her hair, the other rubbing her clit furiously. Bullets whizzed nearby. Viktor’s team was pushing in. The raw intensity pushed Pera over the edge again and again until she was sobbing with pleasure, body limp and dripping.

I walked around slowly looking at everything then sat on his couch. "The great Jett the slayer of lions and tiny women" my voice came out slow, soft and enticing. "Stop it" he walked toward me then stopped real close. I spread my legs on the couch. "Maybe I don't want to stop" He looked right between my parted thighs at my open pussy. Swallowed hard licked his lips. Loosened his towel and wrapped it around his neck instead. His cock was hard now pink at the tip and that size was still satisfying as hell.

I got to Velvet an hour early again. Mikela clocked it immediately. “That’s twice this week.” “Slow day,” I said. Same answer. She let it go the same way. I was halfway through my makeup when she leaned into the doorway. “Your VIP clients came in last night,” she said. I still went. “When?” “Late. Didn’t request anyone. Just sat at the bar for an hour and watched the floor.” She tilted her head slightly. “Left without booking anything.” I turned back to the mirror.

Her breathing became louder. Caleb stood up and took off his pants. His cock was hard. It stood up straight, thick and long. The head was smooth and a bit wet at the tip. Betty reached out and touched it with her hand. It felt very hot. She moved her fingers up and down slowly. Caleb made a low sound from his throat. He got on the bed between her legs. He rubbed his cock against her wet pussy. Up and down, not going in yet. Betty wanted him. "Put it in," she said.

Midnight, twelve o'clock. The private club "The Vault" in downtown Seattle. This place was the social ground for the top circle, membership-based, with extremely high privacy. There was no ear-splitting electronic music, only a top jazz band humming softly, the sound of the cello flowing slowly in the air, yet it couldn't soothe the irritability in William's heart. William sat in the corner booth, his slender fingers playing with an empty wine glass, his expression lazy, but his eyes revealing an indescribable boredom.

"I choose Velvet, Jaxon." "Velvet,” I repeat, letting the word play on my tongue. “Good girl." I slide two fingers deep inside her tight, burning channel, immediately picking up a brutal, relentless speed while my mouth returns to her clit. I control her movements, keeping her pinned as I drive her over the edge once, twice, three times, until she is screaming into the pillows, her body convulsing in violent, drenching waves of her release. “Oh…” she exhales, breathing heavily. “Oh fuck that was amazing.”

She's the chosen one so she'd naturally feel attached to our species without even knowing. "Uhm, do you want me to set up a bed for you?" She asked me. "I wouldn't be sleeping." "So you're just going to sit there and watch me sleep?" "Basically. Or I could lay on the bed with you if you'd like." I shot her a smirk knowing full well what effect it had on her. Vampires could sense pretty well human emotions. She took a dazed glance at my lips then refocused back on my eyes. "N-no there would be more than fine." With that, she hopped on her bed and grabbed her laptop making me frown while watching her silently.

She mindlessly looked down and cursed out loud,, "Shit!!!" Xavier smiled in the shower cubicle as he heard her shout. "This fool now understood she is only in her tank tops and jeans. Gosh!! Her body is tempting. She should thank me for my self control!!" Xavier mumbled and continued his shower. Meanwhile in the bedroom, Valentina pulled down her hair in embarrassment. She was distracted when she heard the barking sound. She looked around and found Xavier's shirt. She didn't think much before wearing it. Opening the door, she smiled looking at the two puppies.

“You wouldn’t know it. It’s quite an unpopular brand.” He pulled back just enough to meet her eyes, one eyebrow raised. “I’m asking what brand, not for you to tell me stories, amor.” She rolled her eyes, though the affection in her gaze was unmistakable. “It’s ‘Velvet Bloom.’ Happy now?” Xavier nodded, a slow smile curving his lips. “Good girl.” He pressed a tender kiss to her forehead, lingering there for a moment as if savoring her. Then the air shifted. He closed his eyes. Veronica did the same. The moment their lips met, the kiss ignited.

“Why did you bring me here? I told you Cassy won’t appear even if you take me as a hostage.” That's what I heard him say. He stared at me then he returned his disgusted look to my brothers. "But at least you can tell us where they are," Via demanded. "Look vampires, angels can create dimensions so even if I tell you where, you cannot enter their world." "Then tell us how to summon an angel," Van said without hesitation. "Chival Fear asked that before and I told him—" he stopped when he noticed we were surprised by what he said. How does he know Vlad's real name?