Alastor X Reader Novels & Stories

“Her name’s Lisa Adrian. She was caught in the woods—thought she was a witch at first. She’s not.” Alex raised an eyebrow, waiting. He knew me well enough to sense there was more. “She’s a vampire,” I said, keeping my voice low, though the room was soundproofed against prying ears. “Alireza Firouzja’s daughter.” His reaction was immediate—eyes widening, a sharp curse slipping past his lips. “What the hell. You're sure this isn't a trap. A vampire? Here? And Firouzja’s blood, no less.”

I gasp, gripping his shoulders as he licks into me with deliberate slowness, tasting me, claiming me with every stroke of his tongue. "Alpha," I whimper. "Call me Xander," he growls against my clit, sending vibrations through my entire body. "Tonight, I'm just your mate." He sucks hard, and my knees buckle. He catches me, lays me on the fur rug before the fire, and positions himself between my thighs. His cock is hard, thick, straining against his pants. He doesn't bother undressing completely—just frees himself and lines up at my entrance. "This will hurt at first," he warns. "But I'll be gentle."

Tyler walks out the door leaving his warriors behind with i and Rosa, i turn around to take a look at Rosa who hasn't shifted yet ,apparently she doesn't want to get naked in front of all this people ,i mind link scar to fly to the window and he shows up almost immediately with smoke fumes coming off his nostrils , seems like he's been busy a wrecking havoc across the pack ,i ask Rosa to get on scars back ,and he takes her away to a much safer position and I'm left alone with the seven of his warriors in wolf form ,they dashed toward me and i slice them all in halves with my scorpion mace living them lifeless on the floor ,i chase after alpha Tyler and finally catch up with him ,he has a s

From the outside, Alessia doesn't look like a grown woman but deep inside Alessia's body is really mature. How many more times did he have to swear at all this beauty? It feels so torturous. He could see, he could touch it but Alby wouldn't dare go any further. He couldn't possibly vent his animal lust on a drunken woman, even worse, Alby who was infatuated with everything Alessia had. Makes her bottom twitch crazily down there. Alby took a deep breath again. No matter how much he did, it didn't help at all. With a heavy breath, Alby put Alessia back to sleep, watched her once more and exhaled again and then covered Alessia who was only wearing underwear.

Just staring at her with that gaze that could send an already dead man dead. Alessia stopped breathing heavily as they looked at each other. Her brown eyes were filled with lust as they bored into him.. yet... Resistance. Her chest rising up and down as she took in her breath or the way she bite her lips,, probably trying to hold back the trembling running through her. He smirked as he traced her features down to her exposed sweet, sinful legs calling out to him -wanting to bite and lick. He could see her black laced pant, since her legs were wrapped around his waist, exposing her all to his taken. Her breath increased when Dante's hand traced down to her pant line.

She was on the bed sitting while sweat filled her face which shocked me. “Alpha Connor.” She called my name, but one thing I realize. Anastasia also felt the same thing as me, and many thoughts played into my mind about that. I wanted to ask her, but this werewolves' rutting preoccupied my mind and I have to get rid of this, so I walk near her bed. Anastasia seemed stunned when I'm nearly approaching her. I was expecting her to push me away, but then she did not. The moment that I reached her, I push her onto the bed and ride on top of her. My hands started unbuttoning her shirt and I could smell her hot body.

I didn’t even look up. I knew it was him. Ron stormed into the room, threw something hard at me. It hit my leg and bounced onto the bed. It was an envelope. I opened it slowly with shaking fingers. Inside was a card. Alpha Salvatore Cordell of the Brimstone Crest Pack invites you to the sacred mating ceremony between himself and his fated mate, Elena Alderwood. Join us under the moonlight to witness the bond of true love. I stared at the words. I read them again. And again.

“Today, we honor the union between the Skybound Pack and the Dragon Rider Pack, forged not only through alliance but through blood.” I braced myself. My lips parted, ready to meet the moment as I prayed to the moon goddess. Perhaps she finally heard my plea. “Anastasia,” my father declared, voice echoing, “you are to be wed to Enzo Marcelo, the firstborn son of Alpha Ronan.” The air left my lungs, and my eyes widened. Enzo? Not Ezekiel. The cold one. The unreadable one. The one who hadn’t looked at me like I was his universe unraveling.