Adaman X Reader Novels & Stories

Biting my lip down, I moved my hips against his, and he groaned, flipping me around and pinning my back against the wall. Our gaze met, and I could see his eyes darken with lust as he hooked my legs around his waist. One at a time. Instinctively, I locked my legs around him. "You act like you don’t want it, but look at my impatient little minx. Doing bad things.” I wrapped my arms around his neck, letting him hoist me up, and my heart thudded against my chest. "Damian," I called, but he was already stroking his length, smearing his precum mixed with water over it as he guided it into my entrance.

“That was incredible.” “I’m glad.” He kissed her. “I’m happy you enjoyed it.” She kissed him back sweetly and his desire surged. Her hand moved between them and he tensed in anticipation. When her fingers reached his cock, he groaned against her mouth and he pushed hard, wanting more of her touch. She wrapped her hand around him, moving up and down, slowly and then faster. Adam closed his eyes and lowered his head to her shoulder. He licked her neck and she gasped.

she sobbed, her pussy gushing juices down his shaft. Across the room, Chelsea and Damien approached the missionary statue. Chelsea's heart pounded, her small frame trembling as she lay back on the floor, spreading her legs wide to reveal her pink pussy, already slick from the room's influence. Damien stripped off his shirt, his muscular chest heaving, and dropped his pants to let his long cock spring out, veined and throbbing. He positioned himself between her thighs, leaning down to capture her lips in a rough kiss, his tongue pushing into her mouth while she kissed back hungrily, tears streaming down her cheeks.

Like I’d just bent the whole room to my voice and my mouth and my mind, and now the scariest Alpha alive was getting turned on watching me rip the floor out from under his enemies with nothing but facts and fury. I leaned back in the chair. Legs crossed. Arms resting lightly on the armrests like a queen on her throne, blood still staining the corner of the wood beneath me. “I read,” I said casually, loud enough for all of them to hear. “I listen. I ask questions. Damon groaned softly under his breath, and I felt it. Felt the way it wasn’t just admiration anymore—it was hunger. A different kind of tension building under his skin. Lust mixed with reverence. Filthy awe. Respect wrapped in a sna

“Every fiber of your being—do you trust me?” “Yes,” Eli whispered, voice trembling. “Good,” Damian replied, his voice soft but charged with lethal authority. “Then shut everything else out. Nothing exists but this moment. Nothing exists but me. Breathe with me. Move with me.” Eli’s body responded instinctively. He felt Damian’s heartbeat beneath his palm, slow and steady, a rhythm that anchored him. He matched each inhale, each exhale, syncing his pulse to Damian’s. The whisper faltered as the bond between them grew stronger. Adrian’s manipulations could reach Eli’s mind, but they could not sever him from Damian.

The night just fell making the whole room turned darker as Damon already broke the lamps but the moans of pleasure and growls of satisfaction filled the darkroom with only the proof of a big bad alpha. Damon knight claiming his only precious possession as his. But not as a possession but as his love. His first and last love. Damon fell on her sweaty body as they both ride their pleasure and came to an end. His face was dug deep inside her crook. The effect of drug turned off and his body started to get tired. But his heart still wanted to have her again and again. Moving away he stared at her face as her breathing was calmer than before. She opened her tired eyes and stared in his dark gaze

She smirked back playfully as she dropped the phone on the bed and lifted her arms to run her fingers through his hair. Adams's hands traced along the skin of her arms and continued downwards along her sides, sending little shivers throughout her body as he chuckled at her reaction. "I think I know exactly what you're after, princess…" he murmured as he trailed kisses along her neck gently before nipping on her mark. Ann could already feel the wetness pooling between her legs and the dull ache that told of her desire to have him inside of her, but Adam had other plans. "Unfortunately for us, I have a meeting with a couple of smaller packs that I've been putting off because… well... because I

moaned Adam. "Yes! That's it! Enjoy this good dick!" replied Amir. Amir gently kissed Adam on his neck and all over his face as he fucked him. Suddenly, Adam stopped him and repositioned himself on top of Amir. "Are you ready, Sexy?" asked Adam. "Hell, yes!" responded Amir. He rode the hell out of Amir. Amir could see the sheer pleasure in Adam's eyes. Moments later Amir erupted into his condom. A month later.......

Adam groaned with desire, and with a single swift, Ayana was sprawled beneath him, and hick cock gloriously penetrating through her wet, tight walls. Their bodies moved in perfect synchrony, each thrust and caress driving them closer to the pinnacle of pleasure. Ayana's legs wrapped around Adam's waist, pulling him closer as she sought to deepen their connection, while Adam's hands roamed freely over her skin, igniting sparks of pleasure wherever they touched.

She looked at him with those impossibly blue eyes, swimming with tears of frustration, and said, "I need you in me; I feel really empty." Powerless to answer this mate's call, Damon bends to kiss his mate while slowly entering him. Adira moans into his mouth, and Damon swears that he sees stars. Slowly, he builds up a rhythm. Soon they were both groaning, and Adira moved her arms to clutch Damon's shoulders, making the most beautiful unh-unh sounds. Soon he sequenced Adira, and he felt whole, warm, and content. Like a cat basking in the sun.