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“They are your girls now are they?” “Damn straight gorgeous, just like you are my girl.” My underwear goes with my jeans as I shimmy out of them before pulling my hoody and t-shirt off followed by my bra. I can hear Xander’s breathing get heavier as he hears the rustling of my clothing. When I’m completely naked, I pull on Xander’s t-shirt and the fabric brushes against my sensitive nipples and reaches my thigh mid length. My eyelids feel heavy and I’m already wet between my thighs. “All done Xander” I say, not knowing when I became so daring.

Don't get me wrong i loved it but still i can tell that he wants us to mate. Right now we are in his office, he is working on some papers while i am reading a rommance novel i found on his book shelf. Which is a suprise since i never thought he would read such books but it could also be Beta Ryans. "What about my Betta has you so happy" he says suddenly bringing me out of my thoughts. "Nothing" I say too quickly blushing in the process. The fact that Xavier can always read my thoughts is something I am constantly forgetting and to be honest i don't understand hoow since we are not yet mated.

⚠️This chapter contains mature scenes such as sexual matters so please read with caution. Riley Ochoa The silence was thick. I could hear every breath they took, my heartbeat grew louder by the minute while they just stared at me, my eyes closed as I was too embarrassed to accept the fact that I had three sexy men looking down at me. I gasped a little in surprise when a hand gripped one of my breasts, making my eyes shot open to look at the culprit. Xavier. He was leaning on the bed with one knee, his other hand holding himself up while his right hand massaged my boob.

Images of meeting with Faceless and my mission flashed in my head also as I pulled yelled in rage, pulling the trigger till my gun clicked empty. . . . . TBC ©️Perry Trey (Author Peller) 2021.

A deep grunt escaped my throat at the thought that she was also going to find out that I was her mate and would also perceive my scent. shit! I hissed and clenched my fist, bracing myself to reject her immediately; I wasn't worried about the pain because I was also planning to kill her. My name is Xander, the heir to the Red Moon Pack. Being the son of Alpha Xavier, I had to be more cruel than him, giving no space for romantic feelings, which do nothing other than make someone weak and act stupidly. Lena's POV.

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"Focus on her. Her face, her body, her voice. You must feel her. Then push the pain back to her." In New York, Mr. X has gone from kissing her lips to kissing her neck and chest as he undresses her. Ada helps Mr. X out of his. "Shower," Mr. X orders before ripping her pants off. He picks her up and carries her to the bathroom. She admires his muscular body. He has no hair past his neck. He does have tattoos. A phoenix on his chest, the red and orange wings stretch down his arms. The head of the bird his resting on his chest below his collarbone. Ada runs her fingers down the green and purple body to his boxers. Mr. X smiles at her curiosity,

NO AUDITORS ALLOWED. Xander leaned heavily against the wooden rail of the ship, his brown eyes reflecting the jagged light of the low-hanging wooden stars. The harsh orange glow that had lived under his skin for nine volumes was gone, leaving only the quiet, permanent gray map of his charcoal heart. He reached down, his calloused fingers brushing a splash of the ink-sea from the hull. It didn't stain his skin; it ran off his knuckles like pure, heavy water, leaving behind a faint scent of cedar and old library shelves.

Maybe. Josh pushes himself up from the floor. I bite my lip, aware of him walking towards the bookshelves but still too stuck in my head to do anything. "Yes!" I spin around, seeing Josh grab a book off the shelf. "Oh! And this one for sure! Mmmm maybe this one, Xavier seems like he could be the kinky type." Kinky? He comes back over to me, handing me three books. "I think these will give you a better reference." I raise a brow, hesitantly taking them from him. "These two," he taps on two of them, "are realistic and sweet. Reminds me of you two. This one," he taps the third, a devious smile growing on his face, "is what I bet Xavier is like in bed."