Alastor X Reader Novels & Stories

The alley was our playground, the darkness our cloak, and we reveled in the taboo of it all. With a final, guttural shout, the stranger found his release, his hot seed filling me as I came a second time. Alex's hand was there, catching the excess, smearing it over my skin as he licked his way down my neck. Alex, his voice a caress that sent a shiver down my spine., murmured, "You want more, don't you?" "Yes," I breathed, my voice barely audible. The hunger in his eyes told me he knew exactly what I needed. "And you're going to watch him suck me off, aren't you?"

"And... we're family too. Why are you acting like this?" At the word family, Viktor’s grip on my neck tightened just a fraction, not enough to hurt, but enough to ground me. He pulled me slightly closer, until my chest was flush against his. The heat radiating between us was scorching. "We are not family, Astoria," he growled softly, his eyes dropping to my lips, heavy with a promise that made my stomach flip in a dizzying mix of fear and intense craving. “We never were.”

Letting him search for her sensitive bud himself she groaned, “If you are going to do with my body as you please then I’ll do the same with yours.” She had slowly started gaining her senses back and now that she had realized just how liquid she became in his hands she didn’t like it. Thinking this she felt him stand back up behind her and cupping his hardness through his pants she chuckled, “Already hard for me? I didn’t know my punishment equaled sexual harassment and your pleasure.” “Of course it doesn’t,” Alastor said suppressing a groan that he felt oncoming from the ministrations under her dainty fingers, “It is more for you than for me.”

A low growl escaped Trenton's throat, which made Alastor laugh. A female Omega placed a plate before the Alpha, and then another before me. The raw, bloodied heart of poor Alpha Dexter Black lay dead on our plates. “Delicious,” Alastor licked his lips, dropping his head onto his plate, and tearing into the uncooked heart. He looked over at me. “Eat," he ordered. My stomach churned, but I was a strong wolf. With my hands at my side, I lowered my head and feasted on the half of the cold, dead heart on my plate. The taste was vile, I could sense the pain the wolf endured in his last hour. I chewed as fast as I could then washed down the taste with red wine.

“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.

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."

I asked when her hand tightened around mine. She nodded her head, and I immediately willed our bodies to be sucked into limbo, landing on the foot of Alastor’s massive bed. Four females were around him, each of them sucking a part of his body. Alastor pushed the female nearest to him, and the other scampered away, hissing at the disturbance, while the demon prince’s eyes were blazing with fire as he looked at me. "[Who gave you the right to enter this tower?]" He snarled, his demon fangs erupting from his gums.

She gasps in a whisper, and he presses a finger to her lips, shutting her up. His smile a radiant ray of sunlight in the gloom of the forest, stepped forward, his other hand reaching out to touch Amelia's cheek. Emryn was her mate, and even if it is forbidden for her, a vampire to marry a necromancer, she doesn't want to give up on her love for him. Emryn, his eyes darkening with passion, leaned forward, his lips grazing against Amelia's cheek in a gentle, possessive caress.

I finally completed my statement, my voice a bit firmer, and he raised his eyes, releasing a deep breath. He tossed the document onto the sofa and took slow, deliberate steps over to me, something dark flashing in his eyes. His clenched fists, tight jaw, and brooding eyes, it was obvious that he was trying to hold back, and it did nothing but arouse me. Every step he took sent shivers down my spine, spiking my excitement and making my pussy drip juices that soaked my panties. The tension was thin, our lust was thick, and even though I hadn't put in an effort not to, I found myself craving for the man that I've been told to avoid.. a man rumored to be a heartless killer.