Roxy X Gregory Novelas e Histórias

Gina told her, “I am surprised you didn’t know that you were pregnant with Roxie until a month or two after conception with how heavily mated you and Steven were.” Roxie rubbed her stomach and shook the thought away. “I am home!” “Oh, honey, we’re in here!” Suri called, “I just warmed up a dish for you.” “Hi, Gina!” Roxie smiled as Gina asked her a million questions about how she was doing and that she made the right decision about Victor and not to be mad and then stuff about Walker, “Oh, he’s just a classmate.” “Oh? Just a classmate?” Gina smiled, sipping her coffee as Roxie began to eat. Her stomach was in knots as she thought abou the insane possibility of being,-

"You make me feel twenty-five again, Olivia. Hard and desperate and insatiable. Turn around. Face the wall. Hands on the tiles." Olivia obeyed, and Gregory positioned himself behind her, his cock pressing against her entrance. "This is number five," he said, pushing inside her from behind. "I'm going to fuck you against this wall, and you're going to come screaming my name so loud the whole estate hears it." He pounded into her....water cascading over both of them, steam filling the shower, his hands gripping her hips, pulling her back onto his cock with each thrust. "Do you think about him?" Gregory asked, his voice rough. "Do you think about Tyler when I'm inside you?"

Elisa said with a smile, staring straight into Roxy's eyes. "If you dare lay a hand on Robert, I, Roxy Sloan, swear that I'll fight Blossom Hall to the bitter end!" Roxy was suddenly enveloped in a shimmering white glow as a formidable pressure surged forth, striking everyone present with a profound sense of dread.

She smiles; her mouth looks perfect. “Are you okay with this?” Looking at me, her question confuses me. “Yes, we spoke about fantasies and things like that. This is his way of helping. He seems happy with me doing this.” Sitting, we speak for a while, we look at each other's small contracts, drinking what I believe is Jackson's stash of booze. Laughing, we both relax. Roxy really is fun. As Jackson said, she is quiet and never been with a woman, and never built up the courage to go out and find one.

Ros took a ritual obsidian blade, nicking his thumb and then mine. "I, Ros Miller, Rogue of the Shadowed Woods, claim you, Lexi Marron, as my Mate, my Alpha, and my Soul." His voice was a deep, resonant growl that echoed off the stone walls. "I, Lexi Marron, Alpha of the Blue Moon, claim you, Ros Miller, as my Mate, my King, and my Heart." As we pressed our bleeding thumbs together, a shockwave of power rolled through the hall. The mate bond didn't just snap; it roared. Ros pulled me into him, his mouth finding mine in a kiss that told every Alpha in the room exactly who I belonged to.

"You only accepted to fake-dating Roxie as a decoy so we stopped asking you how you were holding up, I know, but, she also told me how you do nothing but talk about your ex and even called her by Sophie's name while you two were. . . you know?" "What? Seriously? You two talked about my sex life? Fucking hell." Logan sighs, he leans to his left and pinches the curve of his nose. Troy chuckles, nodding his head. "There's nothing wrong with casual sex. Besides, Roxie maybe a little clingy, but she knows that you are still hooked on Sophie. She loves seeing happily ever afters, she's willing to help out to win her back if you're up for it. Troy grabs his phone as he feels it vibrate and opens it

he teases. “You know I don’t mean it like that,” I say. “It’s just, how did an Alpha’s son become a rouge? What happened?” “My ex happened,” he explains. “As pathetic and stupid as it is. I guess I should’ve been more careful with who I dated. “She seemed so lovely at first though. I wasn’t sure if she was my mate or not, I hadn’t yet turned eighteen. But I thought there was potential. I thought she was kind, caring, with the same interests as me, interesting conversations. Then, she turned on me.

“Poor Cole might end up crying like a baby.” “Of course you guys would gang up on me in front of Roxy.” Cole stated. “You’re that most supportive persons I’ve ever known.” “It’s fine. It’s not like we’re exclusive or anything. We’re just hanging out.” Roxy stated laughing. “I’m totally cool.” “You two are so cute together.” I blurted out. “Let’s not rock the boat but soon you’ll be mine.” Cole stated and embraced Roxy. “You wish?” Roxy stated laughing. “I don’t think we are getting to that road anytime soon. I need to see that you are serious.”

“You’re lying. You haven’t beenseeingeach other.” Roxy shakes her head, her lips twisting into a gentle smile, like she feels bad for me. Like she pities me.. “I wish I was, sweetie.” Shaking her head, she taps a red-nailed finger on her phone, and before I can even process what’s going on, a barrage of text messages fills the screen. Saxon’s name at the top. His actual number below… I miss you, babe. I’m so goddamn horny for you right now. Am I still seeing you tonight?

Roxy's curls, now a damp, unruly mess, clung to her face, and I couldn't resist the urge to reach out and gently sweep them aside. As I pulled her close, my eyes locked onto hers, and I asked, my voice filled with a mix of excitement and trepidation, "Are you absolutely sure, Roxy? That this is what you want? That… I am what you want?" I had to know, without a shadow of a doubt, that she was ready for this, that she wouldn't regret her decision. Her feelings were all that mattered to me at that moment. Roxy's gaze never wavered, her voice firm and resolute. "I have never been so sure of anything in my entire life," she replied, her conviction echoing through every word. Axel, sensing my exci