Austin Butler X Reader Novels & Stories

The butler hands over the letter. Austin takes it and looks over it cursorily. Cathy sends him an invitation letter after all, even though he has politely declined her invitation before. "I'm not interested in Cathy," he says, and tosses the letter aside. "Well, there were two invitations when I first checked. Now, it's just one." I look at him like he's suddenly speaking Xhosa. Something clicks that makes sense. I play the bodies again and pause it. That black dress. I pick up the letter, study it for a minute, and shake my head from side to side.

Below him, leaning against the front door of my building with his hands in his leather jacket pockets, was Austin. They weren't standing together. They weren't even looking at each other. Alex was thirty feet up and behind glass, Austin was on the sidewalk, kicking at a crack in the concrete like it had personally wronged him. They were two separate orbits, and I was the collapsing star at the center. How long had they been there? I watched Austin check his phone. Watched him shove it back in his pocket. Watched him look up at my window my dark window and I let the curtain fall closed before he could see the pale oval of my face.

《 Xander 》 Fuck! She's in heat! I followed her here to reject her, but she surprised me by doing it first. It hurt my ego, though I don't want her, I rejected her rejection. "Please stop the pain; ahh, it's so hot. She’s panting hard. I can smell her arousal, and it's driving me crazy. I am already hard. I can't let her stay here alone. I am not that heartless. The unmated wolves will track her scent, and they will try to rape her.

Not caring about his lawyer out there one bit. Hailey was stunned and a little outraged. But the woman wasn’t leaving yet. “Finish up, you guys! I swear I have a meeting in a few and I need to leave!” But Austin was hammering inside me, and I doubt he was still listening. I wanted to apologize to the woman, but all the breath was stolen when he pinned me against the stall and started to rotate his hips so hard and slow that all fucks given to Hailey slipped my mind. He was right, he was that good, and he affected me so much that I kinda blacked out from all the pleasure.

I wore a white beige turtleneck, baggy jeans, and a black jacket along with white sneakers. "So what has been on your mind? I heard that Xander and Mattheo were about to fight in the library" Amber let out while taking a sip out of her iced coffee "I guess I don't know" I shrugged while taking a sip out of my drink as well "It's more of a question that hasn't been answered" I continued "what's the question" Amber asked, "whatever it's nothing, how's it going with Leo?" Xander Black POV:

Wherever she was, I hope that she had heard what I just said and made her decide to come back. "I love you Andrea... since the beginning. And I would love you a million times more in this life and in the next. I promise to give you anything you want! I will be your butler again if you say so. Bring you to different places around the world. Cook you anything you want to eat. Give you body massages. Become your servant. Heck! Become Christian Grey if you want to! Just pleaaasseee... please... open your eyes!" And just like a miracle, I felt a warm palm against my wet cheek. I immediately withdrew and shot a worried look on her.

I looked at him again and my heart raced. “Where do you want my mouth?” he asked. “Down… there.” He smiled, moving his hand to my stomach. “You want my mouth here?” “Lower,” I whispered. “All you have to do is say it, baby, and I’ll give you whatever you want.” “I want your mouth on my… pu… um… pussy.” Austin didn’t make me wait as he knelt between my legs and pushed my knees open. Guiding one of my legs over his shoulder, he covered my core with his mouth and sucked my clit, and then blew gently.

“Maybe you’re not as scary as you think you are.” Austin’s jaw flexed. He took a slow step closer, his shadow stretching across her. His voice dropped, low and deliberate. “Or maybe…” His breath brushed her temple. “…you’re the only one who sees me right.” Her throat went dry. Heat coiled in her stomach. She forced a smirk, though her pulse hammered against her ribs. “Don’t flatter yourself.” But he didn’t back away. His hand rested on the counter, inches from hers, boxing her in without touching. His eyes burned into hers, dark with something dangerous. “You think I’m flattering myself? Or you?”

“I didn’t realize anyone else lived with Colton.” “I tend to spend my nights elsewhere,” he smirked, motioning his head towards the apartment as if to emphasize his point. “Can you imagine bringing a girl home and forcing her to listen to this shit? What a buzz kill.” He let out a long exhale, smoke billowing from his mouth as he spoke. “I’m Austin.” “Kate.”

AUSTIN _____ The hum of the servers in my basement was usually a comforting sound. Predictable. Controllable. Unlike the restlessness that had been chewing at me for weeks. I, Alexander Thorne — or Austin Kaelen, if you wanted to dig up ancient history I’d buried deep , didn’t do restlessness. I did calculated moves, quiet domination of my little kingdom here in Havenwood Creek. This town was mine, even if its inhabitants didn’t fully grasp the extent of it. They saw the wealthy, reclusive businessman. They didn’t see the wolf.