Alejandro Vargas X Reader Novels & Stories

It should’ve scared me how raw we always were. But instead… a smile tugged at my lips. If I get pregnant… Valentina would never get to marry him. And he would be mine — permanently. I wrapped the sheet around my sore body and walked carefully into the bathroom, still feeling his touch lingering deep inside me. Alejandro stood beneath the shower — head tilted back, water rolling over every sharp line of muscle. His back… god. Broad, sculpted, powerful. The kind of body that could ruin any woman’s standards forever.

I groaned in frustration, was about to just keep the file back in its position to prevent Alexandro from realizing that I had tampered with it. I was about to just give up on finding out from this file what Alexandro's sick plan was but then the sign of hard pressed pen tip on paper rekindled my hope. I continued to flip until I got to the page that had something in it, words accompanied with pictures. I gasped. The first picture was of Valencia standing next to Alpha Dario, the ruler of dark waters, the werewolf province that we now live in. I tried to calm myself down. There's no way! Maybe she's just his maid. It cannot be!

Something that would tell me, it's not just my fantasy or a part of some novel but real life, where supernatural creatures don't exist. That, I was not in love with my personal Jacob from the twilight movie. "I am hoping you remember what you saw before fainting. I don't want to hide things from you anymore and I won't sugarcoat things either. It's true. I am a werewolf. I think it's time I introduce myself to you. Hello, Victoria, I am Alexander Hunter, a werewolf and Alpha king of Pearly canines, the to be the ruler of the werewolf species." Alexander said as he turned around and looked at me dead in the eyes.

Every time I moaned, he would make a guttural growling sound that should not sound sexy but goddess help me, it made me so wet, and I don’t mean because of the water. My hands traced over his hard abs, and is it possible to even have eight packs or have I suddenly forgotten how to count? I was mostly touching him for my pleasure, but also partly so I can find an imperfection on him that would temper my desire. But I was out of luck because every inch of him was carved to perfection, and it made me weak in the knees. It wasn’t my fault that I was built to be responsive to a male’s virility, and Gavrael was a pure Alpha male specimen. I don’t know how he was holding us up in the water without

CRYSTAL'S POV "You're kidding, right?" Emily squealed at me with widened eyes. I shook my head frantically in the negative. "100% certain. Her name was literally in the letters, Emily. It's a love letter between Alpha Xaver Fernández and Alicia Evans." I narrated how I went snooping around his private study and the event that happened before that morning. Her mouth hung open like a fish on a hook throughout the entire narration. After I finished, silence hung in the air like a guillotine ready to drop.

I gawked shamelessly. “This… this is another planet,” I muttered under my breath. Inside, Isabella led me down a polished hallway and stopped at a heavy wooden door. She knocked once, elegant and firm. It opened. And there he was. Alejandro Castillo. Up close, he was even more devastating. Tousled dark hair, eyes that gleamed like storms behind a practised indifference. He leaned lazily against the doorframe, shirt half-buttoned, his smirk like a challenge carved into his face.

Dragging down her panties, Alejandro pressed the tip of his cock to her frothing slit, and then he pushed all the way inside her wet, tight honeypot. Marisa dug the back of her head into the bed. An exerted growl flew from her lips, and she flexed her vaginal muscles around him. Alejandro took a moment to savor the wet, tight heat of her pússy clenching about his cóck, and then he grabbed her hips, pulled out to the tip, and rammed into her all the way. He released her throat, and this time she cried out, but that didn't stop him either. He squeezed one of her bréasts in retaliation. The supple flesh protruded around his fingers, and the nípple stood firm against his thumb.

Varisa feels as though she has let him down. Teresa Valdés, the housekeeper, greets them with Sophie in her arms as she takes her to her bedroom. But Varisa wishes she could say something, anything, to Alistair in an attempt to brighten his spirits. Alistair walks away from her, leaving her alone with her thoughts. Varisa looks at the house with a vacant expression in her mind, daydreaming that it frequently seems too large for her. She is in no way sleepy, so she changes her mind and suggests that she takes a walk.

“What are you doing here?” “I am on vacation with my brother, I doubt that it would be the same case for you. To what do we owe the pleasure?” She asked, and Alessandro raised an eyebrow at the woman. “Alpha Ned? On vacation when he was beside Alaric a few weeks back? I doubt that you really do expect me to believe that, Rheniera.” He said, and the woman’s eyes met mine for a second. Alessandro turned to face me, and slowly extended his hand. I knew that he didn’t want me to proceed with the argument, no matter how tempted I was, in front of the woman. “My mate, Valerie Morozov.”

So this was Abigail and Hunter Levisay. I hope I did justice to both of them. I am open to positive criticism. If you have not read Alpha Ezequiel’s fated mate. Go and read it. Because its nineteen chapters are free. Even if you are not into the werewolf genre then just unlock five to six chapters. If you don’t like it, then leave that. Yup. Leave it. But let me tell you, it’s not about the werewolf but the romance you want to enjoy.