Alastor X Reader Ao3 の小説・ストーリー

He changed the subject. I squinted my eyes but didn’t say anything. He plucked the book out of my hand and adjusted his glasses. It reminded me of Andrew. “Danger clung to him like smoke, yet there was something devastatingly irresistible about the man who hunted monsters for a living,” Alaric read aloud. “Jesus! Vaelora!” He lowered the book and looked at me over his glasses. “Did you write this for a school project or you’ve suddenly picked an interest in fantasy writing?”

His hands gripped my hair as he pulled me closer, my back arching as he devoured my lips. I moan into his mouth, my hips starting to move again, a slow, tortuous roll that has him groaning against my lips. I can feel how wet I am, my arousal soaking through my panties, leaving a damp spot on the front of his jeans.His hands tighten on my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh as they roam my body, each touch sending sparks of pleasure through me. "Josette." He groans my name, and I whimper, molding my front to his, needing him. Heat starts to build up in my core, and I increase my rhythm, my hips jerking, and just when I couldn't take it anymore, he grips my hips, his fingers digging deep,

Chaste POV I was able to return to my house, which is located in the center of our territory, but I felt myself burning from flames and my head was spinning. I opened the door while wobbling on my own feet, eager to get inside. “Alpha! Are you okay?” my Beta, Matthew, inquired as he opened the door, but I pushed him away, so I could enter. I walked into my house and sat dizzily on my sofa. My vision is still playing tricks on me, blurring and making it difficult for me to open my eyes.

The moon was high in the sky, casting a soft glow over the lush foliage; a peaceful place to the chaos in my heart. Alex's musky, earthy aroma blew toward me on the light breeze and my body responded before my mind could catch up; a warmth pooled in my stomach. Stepping out from the shadows, his voice low and intense, he murmured, "You can't ignore this. We’re bonded, Elysia." I stepped back, my palms sweaty. "I'm not ready for this," I whispered, my voice trembling. Alex took a step closer, his gaze never leaving mine. "You don't have a choice," he said, his voice a seductive growl.

Hi all. Ozilla Gold here. I have compiled a few details about my world. These will help you to navigate well through the book. I have created a fantasy map for my world. You should refer to it. Princess Anastasia Aramaer: (Princess of the Fae Kingdom of Vilinski and future witch Queen of Lorea). Lives in Kralj palace. Prince Macilleus Volkov: (Crown Prince of the Silver Vales wolf pack. Crown Prince of Draoidh the wizard kingdom).

… And the darkness that awaited. ********** “Haaa…” A teenage boy ran his fingers through his dark brown hair as he held his beloved with a single hand. His muscular physique made it obvious that he was a strong warrior, but his obsessive blue eyes were tainted with darkness—unbefitting of a noble knight. As he hungrily eyed the unconscious girl in his arm, the same way a starving predator would its prey, he smiled widely. “You’re finally going to be mine… Alicia.” * * * [A/N]

I doubt he would even know what to do if it were the reverse. Finally, my favourite part. I absorbed his life force. He moaned and groaned enjoying the sex but I was getting drunk on his life force. That was my meal and the only thing that kept me alive. Of course he didn’t last up to a minute but I already got what I wanted. I arrange myself and blow him a kiss. “Would I see you again?” He asks, pulling up his briefs but I don’t reply me, instead stepping out of his dream and the dream realms totally. Usually, I’ll need more life force but he was really young so it was enough for now.

"You challenge me, and this is a warning for you not to ever do that." His voice was deep and ragged, so dark it sent a shudder crawling down her spine. He stared at her soaked core with a sick, triumphant grin, like a predator finally sinking its claws into wounded prey. With a guttural groan, he dipped his tongue and dragged it slowly, torturously along her folds. Alessia cried out sharply, her fingers clutching the edge of the dining table until her knuckles turned white. "Oh fuck!" She moaned out, her hands diving through his hair, arching forward for more.

It's so disgusting it makes me want to throw up. "Bitch, you're so damn hot..." Alfred whispers excitedly, slapping my ass. We don't even make it to the bedroom of the small apartment because that strange man throws me onto the floor and climbs on top of me, beginning to run his fingers between my buttocks and pressing against my entrance, something that frightens me. "I wonder if you let Nicolae Moonridge have this hole," the man whispers excitedly. "Wait, I don't like anal sex," I say uncomfortably, trying to grab his shoulders and push him away.

I need him everywhere. A raw growl rips from his throat as he forces me harder into the door and loses the will to fight. His lips devour mine—sucking, his teeth biting hard and his tongue exploring my mouth. I moan, running my hands down his abdomen to finally grasp his belt. His teeth sink into my bottom lip, his hand moving to my breast to squeeze it firmly. Aleister pulls away again, his breaths heavy and his eyes dark. “ you see me after a week and the first thought you get is to fuck me in your room just some distance away from your friends and family? ”