Arknights X Male Reader Novels & Stories

55.1 We melded seamlessly, our body heat setting my mind spinning in a whirlwind of desire. The proximity between us ignited an indescribable yearning within me. His masculinity was incredibly appealing at this moment, a complex mix of ambition and pain that I longed to soothe. It was a strange desire, one that both surprised and confused me. As I locked eyes with Knight, I noticed the darkening intensity in his gaze, like a shadow lurking in the depths of my heart—hauntingly beautiful. My eyes drifted to his neck, and I couldn't help but feel a twinge of sadness that he had no mate's mark. I had heard that mates marked each other, but I wasn't a werewolf, so maybe...

Trigger Warnings 18+ ONLY This collection contains explicit sexual content including: Graphic MM sex scenes BDSM dynamics Dubious consent Power exchange Rough sex Possessive/dominant behavior Strong language Reader discretion is strongly advised. A collection of stories about men who want more... Strangers in dark clubs, rivals who can't keep their hands off each other, alphas and Omegas bound by something older than either of them, two men who've been circling each other for years finally giving in. Every story stands alone. Every story burns differently. Some are quick and dirty, some take their time. Some are about the first time, and some are about the last

She reached for me and we kissed again, moaning into each other’s mouths while the men used us. “Ride his face,” he commanded. “Grind that greedy cunt on him.” I did. I rocked my hips, smearing all my juices all over Ryan’s mouth and chin. He sucked my clit hard, two fingers pushing into my ass, opening me up. The pressure was insane. Then they switched to me. Her dad pulled me onto him. His massive cock pressed against my tight asshole and slowly forced its way in. The burn was intense and overwhelming. I whimpered, but Lena was there, kissing me, whispering. “You can take it baby, let him stretch you.”

I told her. “So,” she was panting as I was continuing kissing her, “I was reading this one novel,” I groaned and kissed her lips in the hopes of shutting her up about her webnovels, “and in this world, males are the only ones who can shift.” “Sounds like a shit book,” I murmured and continued to kiss down her neck and to her breasts. “It’s,” her breath catched in her throat, “actually quite well done.” “Mmm,” I hummed as I continued to distract her while working my way down.

Ackerly's voice reverberated through the room, commanding attention with its forceful timbre. Killan's manhood throbbed with anticipation, eager to be released from its confines. Ackerly's hole eagerly anticipated Killan's manhood, who was poised to penetrate it deeply. Their lips met once more, a thirst unquenched as they savored each other's mouths, tongues, and lips with a hunger that could not be denied. Without pause or mercy, Alpha Killan continued his relentless assault. With a fierce yet delicate touch, he caressed Ackerly's supple skin, sparking a blaze within them both.

my mate mutters, while Ark remains silent, possibly as stunned as I am about this all. “Yeah. Really strange,” I exclaim slowly. Suddenly the cold feels colder, the ice melting into my boots. I want to crawl back into my bed and cry, even if I want answers. I doubt I’ll get them, considering both the men in front of me are the shadiest people I know. Or don’t know, it seems. “What’s your name?” Ark demands. His patience is clearly wearing thin, and considering his past as a mercenary, there is a chance he’s going to kill my other mate right in front of me.

It wasn’t until they dropped me abruptly to the ground that, through the slits of my hair, I saw him. Derick stood beside me, his attention fixed on the figure in front of him. I followed his gaze, my breath hitching as my eyes locked onto the man standing before me. He was tall, with an aura so powerful it sent shivers down my spine. His dark hair was slightly tousled, framing a well-defined jawline. But it was his eyes that trapped me—cold, greenish, and utterly devoid of warmth or care. I couldn't help the way my insides churned as I swallowed the lump growing in my throat. He had to be an Alpha.

Our Secret: My Dirty Tale is a compilation of short erotic stories intended for a MATURE AUDIENCE. Please note that ALL characters in these stories are above the age of consent. I would give a trigger warning, but there are wayyy too many. What to expect? Every kink possible. Every sexual pairing possible. Leave your morals behind, grab a toy or two. God knows you'll need a helping hand 😉*wink* Happy-horny reading! Xo, Athena♡

In such a way that she could hardly hear the growls and words coming out of her mouth because of the noise, that the king-sized bed is making. Ara's throat became very dry because of the successive moans and sighs that kept coming out of her mouth. She tried to resist but she really couldn't. Every thrust of Daniel's steel-like weapon meeting up to the core of her femininity has given her continuous and seemed to be endless happiness. Her eyes were closed as the man she loved claimed her. But there were times when she was still able to open them and she always sees him staring at her.

Jesse gasped as Marcus tugged off his shirt, revealing a scarred, muscular chest. “You’re lucky it’s the apocalypse,” Marcus muttered, leaning down to bite at Jesse’s collarbone. “Otherwise, I’d have high standards.” Jesse cackled, then moaned as hot lips traced a path down his chest. “Shut up, I bet this is the first time you’ve even touched another man.” “Nope.” Marcus scuffed, his tongue flicking over Jesse’s nipple. “Second.” Jesse’s eyebrows shot up in surprise, “Really, who was the first?”