Angel Dust X Reader Smut Novels & Stories

The wetness, the pinkness, that’s all he could really see and what he could hear was the desperation embedded within every single one of her whimpers. She spread her legs wider, her lips between her teeth making it so much harder to hold himself and the beast within him back. “Mine!” He growled, his eyes flashing red once again. **** *** A/N// Xavier is cheating on me y'all...he...he😭😭he's going to do it with Celia. I've been crushing on him for so long and yet...! What an evil bastard...I hope he never cums!☹️ 😕

she sobbed, her pussy gushing juices down his shaft. Across the room, Chelsea and Damien approached the missionary statue. Chelsea's heart pounded, her small frame trembling as she lay back on the floor, spreading her legs wide to reveal her pink pussy, already slick from the room's influence. Damien stripped off his shirt, his muscular chest heaving, and dropped his pants to let his long cock spring out, veined and throbbing. He positioned himself between her thighs, leaning down to capture her lips in a rough kiss, his tongue pushing into her mouth while she kissed back hungrily, tears streaming down her cheeks.

Lies sweet, but orgasm coiled vicious, belly flaming. His mouth reclaimed mine—tongue spearing as fingers reamed, wrist twisting veins drag ridges. Free hand fisted my hair, yanking head back—exposing throat for bites. Sweat-slick bodies ground; his cock humped my thigh through shorts, precum soaking skin hot ropes. "Cum for me, Delilah. First one's mine—show brother how you cream."

The kiss was hungry and urgent, full of all the tension that had built up during every lecture. He backed her up until her ass hit the edge of the desk. Papers shifted under her. One hand moved from her face down to her neck, holding her in place while he kissed her harder. His other hand slid under her skirt and straight between her legs. He cupped her pussy over her panties and groaned when he felt how soaked the fabric was. “Fuck, you’re dripping,” he muttered against her mouth. He rubbed his fingers along the wet material, pressing it between her swollen lips. Sara gasped and rocked against his hand. The friction on her clit felt so good she almost came right there.

Angel sighed quietly, enjoying the feel of her. When she separated her body from his, he wanted to protest, thinking she was depriving him of the soft press of her ass against his cock but saw she merely turned to face him.. He changed his mind when he felt her full breast crushed against his pectorals and she pressed a kiss to his jaw and started to trail her lips down his throat and to his chest. It got to him that she could continue to do that – to kiss and worship his scar-marred body as if it was perfect. His jaw clenched in reflex.

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…”

The imprint of bodies sinks into the mattress. Between one breath and the next— They’re here. (Original Smut Scene Remains Unchanged Here.) My mouth is hanging open in a stupor. They turn to look at me—flushed, sweaty, sated. Arya smiles, glowing. “Hey, liefie (love).” Devin grins, crooking a finger at me. “Why are you standing over there, Xan? Come join us.” And Goddess knows I want to. My dick is aching. I want to bury myself in them, lose myself for hours.

Angel out of nowhere asks me, previously sitting near me and with his diaries on the table. —What thing?— I see him dirty , he moves with his head towards the ladies. I shake my head. Nerd. This is every last bit of her, all Fair, I guarantee you, even though I kind of encouraged her to do a ceasefire with Greece earlier today. Angel smiles and glances at it before murmuring, “I'm happy .” I hope it's not steamy. I wake up out of the blue to a chill down my spine, lifting my face from the pages of a Scottish folk book and wiping away the hints of saliva on my cheek and jaw.

Trailing his nose on my neck, he inhales my scent, his hands, moving up on my leg like a feather, tingles erupt in my belly at his seductive gesture. "Do you like turning into a vixen from an angel?" He asked. I open my mouth to answer but lose my words when his forefingers, trail my hips, just above my panty lines. My belly moves in a wave-like motion, due to this feature touch. " Open your eyes, Angel." I didn't realize, I had closed them. Obeying, I opened my greens, to flutter, when they clashed with Xander's desirable browns. Right now is dark with emotions of love, desire passion, and determination.

Her pain now had been replaced with absolute pleasure, she felt him hitting something in her, which she could not place her hands what it was. "Faster, damn..faster" Angelina moaned, the sound of flesh hitting against flesh, gave her more intense pleasure, and he moved faster inside her. Their moans filled the room, filled with intense pleasure and with a loud groan from Xavier, Angelina followed after him, shouting as he hit her right spot and released after him. Feeling as he stopped moving. She breathed slowly, Xavier falling beside her, as he breathed, then cuddling her in her arms, she smiled, the aftermath of what they did, was not something she would forget, not in a lifetime.