by Jade Royal
“I thought you liked lovey dovey shit,” Jayce said coming behind Rita and hugging her and Riley at the same time.
“Only when it’s coming from you,” Rita giggled. Jayce kissed her before tickling Riley’s stomach.
“Riley, baby girl you can’t just accept anything a boy gives you. Even if it’s cake,” Jayce scolded. Riley only giggled at her dad, clutching his finger in her tight grip.
“You do know that she’s going to eventually have a boyfriend right?” Rita asked.
“Hush up. Don’t give our baby any ideas!”
“Jayce, she’s almost one years old there is no idea I can possibly give her that she can even act on! Relax would ya?”
“I see the way Kingston looks at her. I already told that boy she’s off limits, and now he wanna be feeding her cake and shit. He knows what he’s doing. He ain’t slick.” Rita rolled her eyes and shook her head.
“You need to calm the hell down. I want my baby to enjoy her damn life without a possessive father. Can you do that for me?” Jayce crossed his arms and hummed.
“Alright, I can try,” Jayce sighed.
“I’m almost afraid to have another baby with the way you acting,” Rita laughed.
“Oh no, no, no, I want my son. Think the alpha is the only male in the pack who wants a successor? Besides, she needs a brother to help keep boys away.”
“I swear you are something else,” Rita shook her head.
“Your daddy is crazy,” she said to Riley.
“Crazy in love,” Jayce said, twirling Rita around before pulling her into his body. He took Riley and kissed her on the cheek.
“Selena, can you watch Riley for me for a sec?” Jayce asked. Selena took the baby readily always happy to watch over the pups.
“What’s that all about?” Rita asked.
“The cake is pretty good, but I’m craving something else at the moment,” he winked.
“Cravings. That’s how this all started,” Rita murmured, putting her arms around his neck. Jayce picked her up.
“I’m craving you, baby,” he said kissing her neck.
“Won’t take me more than ten minutes.”
“To do what? Bust your nut?” She asked. Jayce laughed at her.
“No baby. To make you bust yours,” he smirked. Rita burst out laughing, unable to control her happiness. Then again, why should she have to?
“Now I’m craving you. Then again, I’ve always craved you,” she spoke lustfully. Jayce growled at her, his lust spilling over as he rushed her towards the basement of the lounge. In their hurry, they accidentally pushed past Gemma, making her smear cake over her face just as she had forked up a slice and was trying to eat it. Gemma gasped and looked after Jayce and Rita, their arousal permeating her senses.
“There’s kids here!” Gemma yelled at them knowing just what they were rushing off to do. Tristan rushed over to her side.
“You okay my Gem?” he asked her, wiping the cake from her mouth with his thumb.
“Those horny muthafuckeas got cake all over me,” Gemma pouted.
“Aw, my poor baby,” Tristan teased her.
“It’s not funny,” she said even though she couldn’t help laughing.
“You know when you get horny there’s no waiting,” Tristan said.
“Yeah, yeah whatever. They lucky I love them or else I would be blowing up their whole spot right now.” Tristan put an arm around her shoulders.
“We’re shifters. No one cares when and where people fuck,” Tristan shrugged.
“Shit, that is true,” Gemma bit her nail.
“Wait a minute. How come we never fucked in random places at random times?” She gave him the side eye.
“How quickly I become the one in trouble,” Tristan sighed.
“I can give it to you now Gemma. I got no problem with that.”
“That was a test. Good job. You passed.”
“You stay testing me. What’s up with that? Don’t trust me?”
“Not that I don’t trust you. Sometimes it’s hard to believe we’re together and I feel like one day you’ll change your mind.” Tristan pulled Gemma in front of him to stand.
“We’re bonded my gem. There is no going back and changing minds. I love you and will love you until my heart stops beating. I don’t confess my feelings to people. So believe me when I tell you I love you and I’ll never let you go.”
“These are my confessions…” Gemma started singing, teasing him about his last statement.
“You always do that,” he laughed.
“Lucky you’re cute and a good singer. What’s that guy’s name? Usher?”
“Seriously my guy, we have got to get you into some more human music,” Gemma laughed. Tristan held under her chin and looked at her deeply.
“You believe me though right?” he asked her.
“I do,” she replied gazing at him lovingly.
“Are you going to kiss me or…” Tristan laughed before dipping her over and kissing her dramatically. Something tugged on Gemma’s hair and giggled.
“I’m sorry Gem,” Kyra explained untangling Justice’s hand from Gemma’s hair. “I thought I’d let her crawl around to give her some freedom, but now I know I can’t trust her not to get into trouble!” Kyra scolded her pup.
“No worries. And come on, she’s the offspring of you and Jax. What makes you think she won’t ever get into trouble?” Gemma teased. Tristan snickered, and with an arm around his mate, he began to lead her away.
“Gemma has a point you know,” he laughed. Kyra stood there gasping as she held her pup. Jaxson rushed over to his mate, relieved she’d found their pup.
“I told you not to let her crawl on her own. She likes to be too adventurous. Why you look like that? You got gas or something?” Kyra plucked his ear.
“No! Gemma said our pup is going to be a troublemaker cause me and you are troublemakers.”
“Well, I mean…” Jaxson shrugged. Kyra smiled and plucked him again.
“Ass,” she chuckled. In Kyra’s arms, Justice reached for Jaxson’s finger and put it into her drooling mouth and began biting him to ease the pain of her gums.
“I guess when she’s older we’ll all be getting in trouble together,” Jaxson said.
“I want her to be an enforcer too. Just like her mommy and daddy. Right Justice?” Justice laughed with Jaxson’s finger still in her mouth and drooling all over it.
“She’s too cute,” Jaxson said. “You too.” He held both his girls and took them to the dancefloor where they swayed to the music.
“The two of you have my heart like no other,” Jaxson whispered. Kyra sighed as her heart overfilled with joy and contentment. This was the life.
“Hey everyone! It’s midnight!” Niles shouted into the crowd. The music cut at his announcement.
“Everyone ready for the run?” Kellan asked. Rita and Jayce emerged on the dancefloor hurriedly trying to fix each other’s clothes.
“Time for the run?” Rita asked.
“Yeah…” Kellan said giving her the side eye while smirking. He led everyone out the back of the lounge and towards the woods. Jaxson put Justice on his back and held her up while Jayce put Riley on his back. Everyone gathered around the pack.
“Tonight, we run in honor of Kingston Sebastian,” Kellan spoke.
“Tonight, we run to honor the legacy of the pack to which he was born into!”
“Long live the alpha!” Everyone shouted.
“Long live the Phoenix Pack!” Kellan declared. With a howl into the night, all the shifters changed into their animals. Following the alpha the Phoenix Pack with their pups on their backs ran into the woods they would protect forever.
The End
JANUARY 14TH
Chapter One
There was a volcano embedded within her. A volcano that was slowly becoming active as her heart began to race and her skin became hot to the touch. Her nipples were beads of tight frustration, and her pulsing insides were throbbing rel
entlessly. She needed her fix. That sexual fix that would cross her eyes and cramp her thighs and leave her in a pool of sweat by the time it was all said and done. She wanted to sing to the heavens when she achieved an orgasm so deep it touched her soul.
Slamming the door of the hotel room, she threw her victim up against the closed door. Her kisses were shallow but effective enough to distract him while she worked on getting his belt loose. He was a hunk of muscle she’d been plotting to take down since the moment they met months ago.
Leaving his lips, she left trails of hot kisses against his neck and collarbone. After loosening his belt, she began to unbutton his dress shirt. Baring his bare chest, she groaned low in her throat as she bit his pectoral. Oh, she could just see herself grabbing onto his huge chest muscles as she rode the hell out of him. He was much bigger than her small body, but she didn’t mind conquering a mountain at the moment. Lust and arousal had taken over.
“Slow down Giselle,” He breathed. She ignored him and tore at his pants. She created space between their bodies so she could unzip her dress. Unlike him, she kept her outfit simple because she wanted to get out of it as quickly as she could. She stood in front of him in her naked glory, hot and aroused.
“Still want me to slow down?” She asked, fondling her own breasts for his pleasure. When he could only stare, she smiled as she closed the space back in between them. Taking his hand, she placed it directly onto her weeping vagina, needing him to touch her. When he slid one finger into her, she moaned running her nails across the skin of his chest. She rode his finger, aiming for a release that was all too ready to be sprung loose. But just before her climax mounted her body, he removed his finger. Getting ready to cuss him out, he silenced her with a kiss.
“Don’t worry Giselle. I’m going to make you come. But I want you to come on my dick when I fuck you.” Actually, she liked the sound of that more.
“So then give me that dick now, Dean,” She ordered.
“Take it,” He responded. She got down on her hunches and pulled his pants down, tugging his underwear with it. His erection popped from its confines. She stopped in her tracks, frozen as she stared at his penis.
“Don’t be too afraid,” He said, rubbing his hands through her long curls. “I’ll make sure to take it easy.” Giselle figured he was under the impression she was frozen because she was impressed. She tried to gulp down her disappointment as she stared at his fully erect 5 inch dick. Who the hell did he think would be afraid of this?
“I’ll take care of you,” He said in a reassuring tone. Giselle was only about 5’3 and with her young looks, and pretty smile men always regarded her as a woman that needed to be protected or taken care of. When it came it sex, it was like they were downright afraid to break her. It was the reason she’d only been with two men in her life. Every other man she wanted thought she was too soft. In reality, even though she was polite and soft spoken, Giselle loved a good hard fucking. But now here she was, about to fuck the man she’d been dating for months only to see his dick didn’t compare to how big and muscled he was. And he had the nerve to think she was afraid? What the fuck?
Taking a deep breath, she calmed her nerves. The last thing she wanted to do was seem shallow, so she looked up at him and smiled. Flicking her tongue out, she licked the head of his dick. He moaned and let his head fall back. In her mind she reassured herself. It’s not about the size of the boat, just the motion in the ocean. She just hoped the motion in his ocean would stir up a tsunami in her awaiting seas.
In one motion, she took his cock all the way into her mouth. It barely hit the back of her throat but she let the small dick factor go. She’d wanted sex tonight, and she was gonna get it, no matter what size he was. But then after sucking him for a minute and not having a burning sensation in her eyes from him hitting the back of her throat was boring her. His size wasn’t arousing her and it was definitely taking the adventure out of sucking dick. She stopped and stood.
“Think you can handle it?” He asked her. Giselle was trying to be nice, but if he kept playing like his dick was stamped with the Kunta Kinte seal of approval she was gonna hurt his feelings.
“I’d wrap that up if I were you,” She said instead, turning from him and walking to the bed. When he disappeared to the bathroom she clasped her hands together.
“Please make him fuck me so good I’ll never judge a man by his dick size again.” Getting in the bed, she waited for his arrival.
When he returned he was wearing his condom. Still not impressed, but still not going to say anything, Giselle just laid down. When he climbed on top of her, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him tenderly. He put a hand in between them and found her entrance. He slowly pushed his hips forward as he entered her. She groaned for his satisfaction only. When he’d fully entered her, she tried to lift her legs and place them on top of his shoulders so he could attempt to hit her G-spot but he stopped her.
“Let’s stay like this for a little bit baby,” He said. She had her doubts but she complied and put her legs down. Placing both his hands next to her head, he raised up and withdrew from her body and thrust back into her. Giselle was waiting for the rush to flow through her body. For a spark to be ignited deep within her. For her ocean to begin roaring to life. Nothing happened. What she felt was the sting of his skin as it slapped against hers, and his hard breaths falling onto her face as he struggled to maintain his breathing.
“Damn Giselle!” He groaned. His pumps picked up speed, making her small body bounce back and forth. Her head hit the headboard each time he thrust into her and so far that was the only stimulation she was receiving.
“Maybe if I get on top I-” She was cut off by his loud shout and groan as he plunged deep into her one last time. His body stilled as his muscles quivered. Giselle stared at him with her mouth wide open.
“Did you just…did you just come?!” She screeched.
“You felt amazing,” He smiled, dismounting her. She stared at him in shock as he got off the bed to throw the condom away. When he came back he climbed back into the bed with a satisfied sigh.
“I didn’t hurt you did I?” He asked.
“Hurt?!” She just about shouted. He patted her thigh and closed his eyes.
“I’ll be gentle for round two babe. Just let me sleep.” Giselle could only stare at him as he shut his eyes. Not only was his dick small, but he was a one minute man. This was truly a game the universe was playing on her. Why couldn’t she find a man who was willing to give her the pleasures of the earth she desired without thinking she was just some soft spoken girl instead of the quietly seductive woman she was? Finding that man was probably going to be like finding where the rest of Dean’s dick was. Impossible.
Chapter Two
Through the humid haze of Miami, half naked bodies piled into the main floor of the city’s most popular strip club. It was an ordinary Saturday night with a line of men anxiously waiting for the club doors to open. Reign Gibson waited for the strippers to line up horizontally in front of him, so he could look them over all at once. He looked down at his clip board and at the strippers to check who had shown up for their shifts and who hadn’t. Just as he got to Khloe’s name, she stumbled into the main room adjusting her sequined patterned bra.
“Tardiness my dear, will get you into trouble,” He said smoothly. She smiled seductively at him.
“Sorry Reign,” She said lowly.
“If she wasn’t off sucking your dick, she would have been on time,” One of the other girls snickered. Laughter between the girls echoed in the empty room. Everyone knew that he and Khloe were always sexual partners. In fact, while some of the girls here wanted to fuck with him on that level, Khloe was the only one he did choose to have sex with. He didn’t want to become one of those club owners that fucked all his employees. Khloe was the first girl he hired when the club became his and she’d stuck by him when other’s hadn’t.
“Unless you can suck my dick like she does,” Reign began. “I
suggest you shut your mouth,” Reign said. The laughter died down then.
“That’s what I thought.” he continued to check his attendance. When he finished he put the clip board down and began walking down the line looking at his girls.
“I don’t like that, change it,” He said to one girl wearing a body suit. She nodded and walked off.
“Take the wig off,” he said to another girl. When he approached Khloe she was dressed perfectly. She was actually the epitome of perfection. If Reign had to realistically settle down with a woman, it would be her. She was anything a man would ask for. That’s why it was so easy to maintain his relationship with her.
“Go upstairs to my office, Khloe,” he told her softly. All the other girls snickered and began laughing again as Khloe blushed and began to walk to his office. They knew exactly what Reign wanted to do to her,
“Oh shut up,” Reign smiled at the women. “It’s no big deal.”
“It is a very, very ‘big’ deal according to Khloe,” one of them said, holding her hands a part for what she thought would be Reign’s dick length. Reign looked at her then walked over. He glared at her for a minute then spread her hands further apart.
“How’s that for a big deal,” he laughed when her mouth fell open. Reign was always serious when he needed to be, and he didn’t tolerate much slack in the work place but he knew when to turn that off. He wanted a certain fear in his workers but he also wanted them to be happy working for him. That was the difference between his club and any other one. He protected his girls and had a good relationship with all of them.
“Anyway, we up in five. Three girls a time on the stage then switch it up after 15 minutes, so on and so forth. You can take on any client you want. Please use caution when you take them to the private rooms. Set your terms. If they do not comply alert security.” The girls nodded then turned to talk amongst themselves as they got ready for their night.
When Reign entered his office, Khloe was sitting on top of his desk naked with her legs open. She was surely a beauty in her own right, with a honey touched skin complexion and legs that seemed to stretch for days. She smoothed her brown hair from her face and winked at him. Wanting to feel some sort of pleasure always led him to Khloe. Sometimes that’s all it was though. Pleasure. She didn’t captivate anything besides his dick and he often had to wonder if that was all there was to his life. Pleasure could only last for so long. What Reign was beginning to learn was that when pleasure was done, there was nothing to cover up the emptiness he felt inside.
