Armand X Reader Novels & Stories

My mouth waters at the thought of licking her nipples and sucking them into the cavern of my mouth. To my regret, Amara reaches for a short red robe, slips it on, and throws herself gently on top of the bed. She looks so sad and desolate as she curls up in a protective shell. Her hair spreads wildly around her shoulders, and her body is stiff. I don’t know how, but somehow, I find the courage to knock on her window. It’s time to clear the air.

His lips brushed against my neck, sending a jolt of desire through me, and I bit my lip to stifle a moan. “What?” I exclaimed, incredulous. “You didn’t tell me about this meeting because you didn’t want unmated males to see me?” Besides not believing I am capable, he also doesn't trust me. “Aarya, stop and listen to me! You are mine, and this is leading nowhere. We both need to calm down. You are not thinking straight and fucking hugging another man! Is this what you want?” He growled, surprising me with the intensity of his words. The Xander I knew was composed and understanding, not like this overly possessive man before me.

He adds the last part like he is giving friendly advice. Aiden nods, his body trembling as he holds up his hands in surrender. "I understand," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "But fuck you!." Xander let out a satisfied snarl as he looked down at the man in front of him, his naked body open for everyone to see. What happened next was shocking. Somehow, Aiden managed to get up immediately and stumbled back, a smirk on his face. A look of shock filled Alpha Xander’s face but it quickly gave way to a sort of amused look.

"He's not as injured as you might think." Xander grabbed Angel's elbow and cornered her tiny body against the wall. Angel felt the walls vibrate softly, or maybe it was her body shaking because Xander had just pressed their bodies together. Her hips bucked against his hard thighs. Angel could feel the evidence of Xander's arousal swelling beneath his pants. “Shit. Let me go, Ander!” Angel pushed Xander's chest away.

Armand smiled, then the caretaker called him by his new name and the young dragon followed. "What happened to him?" I asked when Arman lead me back inside and headed to the common room where his generals awaits. I was about to let him sit with his men and get back to his room when he pulled me down to sit on his lap. No one even flinched, as if it has been customary for a harem succubus to sit on their king's lap and join in on their conversation. I looked at Armand but he just gave me his wicked smile and put his hand on my thigh, rubbing me casually with no sexual intention.

His hand caressed my breast underneath my clothes. Arman slowly unbuttoned my dress, and as he pulled away from kissing me, he took off his long white sleeves. I saw that he had a tribal Lycan tattoo on the right side of his chest. I read about this in some books at the library, and it's pretty cool that Arman got this tattoo. I wanted to ask, but I couldn't because he was kissing my neck, chest, and back to my neck again. His tongue was so hot that it could drive me crazy by making me want more.

I just wish he would embrace this, that he would return to me like he did before, before everything changed. I moved over to the fridge, my heart racing as I dipped down to grab the Togo container from earlier when Brenda and I hit Chilis. I didn’t even bother with a fork; I snatched the chicken tenders, thrusting them into the ranch dressing, the creamy tang mixing with the desperate hunger gnawing at my insides. But then, the sound of the door slamming behind me cut through the air like a knife, and I froze, the tenders almost slipping from my grasp.I turned slowly, dread coiling in my stomach as I faced Armando. He stood there, hair disheveled, muscles taut beneath his shirt, an unsettlin

I knew right then that he was about to embarrass me. "Wait! Are you Pollen, the one from the magazines?" Her smile widened. "That's me. I didn't know you are a fan. Did you hear that, Amanda? Jake here is a fan. Where were you hiding this handsome boy?" He blushed when she brushed his shoulder lightly. I honestly had no idea he had a crush on the imposter here. "Hands off him," I whispered, pushing her hand away. Jake was hypnotized by the witch. "Can I get your autograph? It would make my friend so happy," he commented, taking the napkin and pushing it into her hand.

She was losing herself. Xavier's lips trailed back up her neck to her lips, which yearned for his kisses. She gasped again when, without her realizing it, Xavier had unfastened her bra. Amara wanted to cover her breasts when Xavier pulled away to admire them as if they were a priceless work of art. She wanted to cover herself and run, but she couldn't. She saw the admiration in his eyes as he looked at her breasts. Seconds later, his hands were kneading them as if they were dough.

He was the strongest among us, and we were all struck by his flying fists and the full force of his alpha power. Being in the front, I was hit with everything head on, and I fell to the floor, feeling more pain than I’d ever felt before. My head was spinning, and my body was limp and useless. "No!" Beryl cried out, rushing to my side. The concern for me overwhelming me. "We need to stop this!" Brian and Cheney were kneeling beside me, with looks of pain on their faces as well. Armand's eyes widened in shock as he saw the damage his anger had caused. He rushed to my side, remorse and regret etched on his face. "I never meant for this to happen," he said, his voice filled with sorrow. As the c