Adaman X Reader Novels & Stories

I pleaded, sweat trickling down my forehead, my bare back arched backwards in a curve as I rode Xaden's fingers, shameless. His mouth found mine. This time, without restraint. Clasping his shoulders tightly, I twisted, moving my buttocks sideways to receive all that he gave. I stiffened as I felt the rush of desire flood through my body. I grabbed Xaden's hands and molded it firmly on my exposed breast. My eyes closed as he squeezed and fondled it. With a loud cry, we both came. My body, thick with perspiration, relaxed as Xaden held me close. My head fell on his shoulder as I tried to hide my shame.

“So happy in fact I came home and blew off a meeting to enjoy them again. Ada giggles as Mr. X kisses her. “Bye Oliver,” Ada waves Oliver away as she looks up at Mr. X seductively. She slowly unbuttons his shirt, while he unzips her dress. His fingers gently graze her bare back as he pushes the Dior creation to the floor. He kisses her neck and shoulders as she opens his pants. “I love you Amber,” Mr. X as she touches his dick. Ada freezes and pulls away. “What did you say?” Ada asks shocked.

Wolf throws my phone at his Beta, who plucks it from the air with ease. I can’t watch Fletcher scroll through the messages, a growl leaving his lips, only getting louder the more he reads. “I’ll skin the bastard alive.” Damon joins him, taking the phone from his hands, his anger mixing with the other males in the room. The acidic taste from their energy is so heavy, I can barely swallow. Letting my feet guide me, I walk over to Xander, burying my face in his chest, inhaling his scent and trying not to let the exhaustion consume me. My desire to be next to him is getting more intense by the day.

“One of the best in the business. He’s here to help us uncover every angle of this story.” Damien strode forward with quiet confidence, his gaze never leaving mine. “Miss James.” His voice was smooth, measured—a voice that knew how to command attention. I hesitated, then took his outstretched hand. His grip was firm, warm, unshaken. “Mr. Carter.” Callahan clapped a hand on Damien’s shoulder. “Adrianna here is one of our finest reporters. She’ll be your point of contact for this project.” Damien’s lips curved slightly. “Looking forward to it.”

“You believed that your rules applied to me. And I could not even turn off my powers if I wanted to, holding back is not an option for me.” “Who was your father?” Xena asked. “Why do you even care,” Emma scoffed. “You are already dead.” “I suspect that he may be alive,” Xena said. Emma stopped in her track. “That is the second time I am hearing that.” “So, tell me his name,” Xena pressed. “Grimkeeper.” “He goes by Adam now, and your mother uses him as her sex toy.

A broken sound came out of my mouth. He was looking at me while he did it like he wanted to see me fall apart infront of him. No rush. I open my mouth to protest but only a strangled gasp comes out. Adrian’s eyes meet mine and there’s pure wicked amusement in them as his fingers curl inside me, finding that spot that makes me see stars. “Sophia?” Damien’s voice sharpened. “Why are you breathing like that? Who is there?” I couldn’t talk. Adrian’s thumb found my clit and started rubbing while his fingers moved in and out of me. Slow. Wet. I could hear it. I was angry and I was getting close anyway. My hand slammed on the counter.

The Graysons were a formidable family, their wealth and influence rivaling our own, and as I caught sight of their faces, my pulse quickened with a mixture of excitement and apprehension. But as my gaze swept over the sea of unfamiliar faces, one pair of eyes stood out among the rest – Adam's. The man I was to marry, the man who had been so arrogant and not-so-gentlemanly to me just days before. My breath caught in my throat as I struggled to maintain my composure, the memory of our last encounter still fresh in my mind. His gaze was cold and calculating as it met mine, his lips curled into a smirk that sent a shiver down my spine. I could feel the tension crackling in the air between us, th

You couldn't control a hyper vampire like him. They finished their dinner together. Diana and Thamer went inside their own room and also their son, Adoneram. -------------- Adoneram Pov I was now lying in my bed but I still couldn't sleep. My mind was full of lusty images and I saw Yennifer's face smiling at me. I met many women in my life but she's different. There was something inside her that she's hiding and that what makes her so mysterious. Her mesmerising eyes and lovely smile that made her looks so hot and sexy.

My thighs pressed together instinctively as I felt the wetness gathering between them. "You're in heat..." Alpha Damon's voice sounded rough, almost like a growl. And I looked up only to see his gaze had dropped between my legs. His nostrils flared slightly. His fists clenched tight besides him and the darkening look in his eyes told me he wasn't unaffected by this either. "Please..." My voice came out weak as another wave crashed through me.The sensation only growing worse with each minutes. And Despite everything that had happened, despite everything between us, I found myself begging.

Something flickered across her face—regret, maybe—but it disappeared too quickly for me to trust it. Adrian exhaled harshly, running a hand through his hair. “This is getting ridiculous.” “No,” Damien said calmly. “This is what happens when private messes start spilling into public spaces.” Adrian stepped closer, his voice sharp. “You really enjoy talking like you’re above everyone.” Damien’s expression remained unreadable. “I enjoy honesty. You should try it sometime.” The tension between them sharpened instantly. I was already exhausted—emotionally drained, my chest heavy with betrayal, arguments, and pressure. I suddenly wanted everybody out. Including Damien. Which made no sense, because