Novel & Cerita Alastor X Reader Ao3

He could just snap my neck in an instant if he wanted to. “Don’t worry, what I’m giving you is more than enough for the help you do for me,” Agatha said, and I peeked discreetly at them. She had her hand on Alastor’s chest and was caressing it gently while the demon looked at me with a face devoid of any emotion. “I want a taste of her blood. You promise me that.” Alastor said, and it made me swallow hard. Was he even for real? He came and built an alliance with them just for my blood?

he whispered, his voice barely audible. Lucifer’s hips thrust forward, filling Allistair in one swift, powerful movement. Allistair cried out, his body stretching to accommodate Lucifer’s size. The pain was intense, but the pleasure that followed was even more overwhelming. Lucifer’s movements were rough and unyielding, each thrust a claim, a promise, a reminder of the bond that transcended time and reality. Allistair met him stroke for stroke, his body yielding and demanding in equal measure. The stone wall behind him was cold and unyielding, but the heat of their passion made it seem distant and insignificant.

The new angle made him hit even deeper. “Fuck yes,” he groaned, spanking my ass hard. “Look at this perfect ass bouncing on my cock. You’re mine now, Emma. Every summer night, every stolen minute—I’m going to fuck you until you can’t walk straight.” He reached around and rubbed my oversensitive clit again while pounding into me. Another orgasm built fast. I buried my face in the pillow, moaning and whimpering shamelessly. “Ahhh… too much… ooooh Alex… I’m gonna come again…”

But we had fucked with them, pushed them. We had fucked the same girls. We had fucked before each other. We had seen each other have sex in a million ways. Yet, somehow, after years of fooling around, shit had hit us hard in the face. He loved Trivia just as much as I did. And thanks to the universe for always fucking me over. A knock settled on the door, I already knew who it was before the door even creaked open. Alessia. She stepped in like she fucking owned the place, her black silk dress clinging to every curve like it was painted on.

A gasp erupted in my throat; Xalik's dewy lips entirely covered mine, drinking it away. His sinewy body pressed against mine. His feet elegantly parted my legs and settled between them. My core leaked as his hardness rubbed against it. My back formed a dome. Xalik grabbed my wrists and pinned them above my head, firm but never bruising. His action was so provocative that I shamefully gasped into his mouth. His lips consumed me, his sinewy, hard body set me on fire. A liquid heat deliciously burnt between my legs, slowly travelling down.

And when I felt like a kiss was not enough to enjoy his taste, I licked his wet skin. Liam rested both hands on the wall. "Dali!" he whispered, groaning. His manhood pulsed in my hands, getting harder by the second. I continued kissing his belly, biting and sucking his skin. I wanted my marks to still be on his body when he took his next shower. In fact, I wanted him to be unable to shower without remembering me. I looked up from under my wet lashes. His chest moved to accommodate the violent breathing, and the muscles in his arms jolted with the force he exerted against the wall.

Beware! It's a very long chapter!🙃 Elena and Antonio were sucking each other's faces off like crazy. Elena was sitting on the cabinet while Antonio was standing between her legs. One of Elena's hands was already on Antonio's buckle fiddling with it and the other in his hair while Antonio's hand had safely slipped under her shirt. I knew where this was leading if we didn't come but I don't want to think about it. Oh no! I just did! They were really engrossed in it they had no idea we were standing there.

Then he came. Alpha Boris stepped forward, towering in dark leathers that hugged his broad shoulders. He didn’t need to speak to command attention. His presence did that on its own. Cold grey eyes swept over us like a blade, calm but lethal. His dark hair, streaked faintly with silver, was pulled back from a scar that ran along his temple. No one knew how he got it, and no one dared ask. Beside him stood Beta Magnus. Younger, leaner, always with his jaw tight like he was biting back words. And then Luna Nora, regal and still, with that unreadable expression she wore like a mask. Even her beauty was sharp. Untouchable.

He growled, and the sound vibrated as it hummed from his throat. “Stop playing Xerxes, you know my name is Meadow.” The she-wolf stepped up to him and nudged him with her snout. He smelt of pine cones and cherries. The wolf was caught off guard as the she-wolf licked the side of his face. “I am not Xerxes,” the wolf groaned. Meadow was confused. “What should I call you then?” Meadow purred, thinking that her mate likes role-playing. “I am Alazar,” he rumbled proudly.

It pours off Aiden’s skin in waves, reacting to the fear and the proximity of the dominant Alpha. Kael inhales deeply, his eyes rolling back slightly as the scent hits him. He grips Aiden’s wrists, tearing them away from his neck and exposing the pale, trembling throat. "My instinct was right," Kael purrs, his voice dropping an octave, heavy with dark intent. He leans in, his nose dragging against the sensitive skin of Aiden’s neck, taking a long, possessive sniff. "You aren't a beta at all. You’re an omega." He pulls back just enough to look Aiden in the eye, a predatory grin stretching across his face. "A dirty little slut boy, hiding right under my nose."