Alastor X Reader Lemon Novels & Stories

Moaning from the pleasure of orgasm, I lean against him. He slowly unties the rope, kissing down my body. The rope drops, and he lifts me, wrapping my legs around him, pushing me against the wall. His mouth explores my breasts, hand gripping my throat, and the leather adds to the sensory overload. The orgasm surges again as his teeth bite down. Moaning, I try to resist, but his hips start moving, his leather-clad cock rubbing against me. "Blue, yellow," I gasp, unable to endure much more. The pause at the edge feels exhilarating, but the repeated intensity is draining. "Does Kitten want to finish?" His voice growls.

All the while, she has freed my erection completely from my boxers as she was stroking it slowly, with a soft twist of her wrist, making me grow more right into her hand. We break the kiss, half breathless, half dizzy, our lips already slightly swollen. Her eyes open and she gives me a devilish smirk, her thumb brushing over the head of my erection. A soft growl escapes me again, as I breathe out and try to regain my control, while my face dips into the crook of her neck. “Fu~” a low groan leaves my throat when she gives my aching boner a squeeze.

“Please, Jake.” He grabbed her hips and flipped her over onto her stomach. Mira’s face pressed into the pillow. He pulled her ass up so she was on her knees, back arched. His hand came down in a firm smack on one cheek. The sting made her moan louder. “Such a bad girl, wanting your best friend’s man,” he growled. But there was no anger in it, only heat. He lined up the head of his cock with her entrance and pushed in hard. Mira cried out as he filled her in one thrust. He was thick, and the stretch burned in the best way. Her pussy gripped him tight.

The air inside smelled of burnt hydraulic fluid, ozone, and the bitter, coppery trace of the slaughter that had just concluded at the broken gates below. At the center of the command floor, Alpha Raymond stood behind a massive horseshoe desk of polished ironwood. He was a hulking, broad-shouldered Lycan, his short dark fur heavily laced with grey, his face covered in deep scars from a lifetime of managing the volatile western foundries. He did not wear the ceremonial silks of the Eastern lords or the furs of the Northern elders; he wore a functional, heavy tactical vest over an oil-stained gray uniform. His amber eyes, burning with a desperate, manic intensity, were fixed entirely on the iro

“Deeper. Harder. All of us.” We answered. The chamber walls shimmered as the four of us stepped fully into the physical plane once more. The air thickened instantly with shared arousal. Silas claimed Vespera first, lifting her and driving his massive cock into her soaked pussy in one commanding thrust. Draven moved behind her, slicking himself with her dripping arousal before pressing into her tight ass. She cried out, stretched gloriously between the two powerful alphas. Lorien fed her his cock, sliding deep into her throat while Sable straddled her face from above, grinding desperately.

Of course, who wouldn't be in this situation. Besides, if things go south, this might be the end of my stay here. He raised an eyebrow. “In the medical lab?” I forced a small laugh. “Guess I got lost.” The corner of his mouth lifted, though it wasn’t quite a smile. He stepped closer, and that’s when I caught it—the faint shift in his breathing. Alphas could smell everything. Fear, nerves, intent. And me? I was leaking all three. Rylan stopped a few feet away, with his eyes narrowing slightly as if trying to catch a scent that didn’t make sense. “You smell… strange.”

My mate is not just a werewolf, she’s a hybrid, part vampire, part wolf, that must explain why those stories I’ve heard did not cover half of what I am feeling right now. The sexual driving force that radiates from Allaya executes a compelling force over my body, any sort of sane thought has abandoned my mind, if I don’t make love to her soon, I’ll literally die. “We need ice to cool down her body, lower her fever!” Xander demands interrupting my inner battle. ‘What the fuck does he know about what our mate needs? Our mate needs us!’ Maddox is grunting inside, making everything even harder. “Hayden, what’s happening to me?” She is crying out desperately, breaking the little concentration I f