Blaise Zabini X Reader Novels & Stories

I slipped into a soft white robe that barely reached my thighs and left my hair loose and damp around my shoulders. Then I opened the connecting door between our rooms. Zade’s room was dimly lit, just one lamp on beside the bed. He was lying back against the pillows, shirtless, reading a book. The sheets were pulled low on his hips, and the sight of his bare chest and the strong lines of his stomach made my mouth go dry. He looked up when he heard the door, and his face broke into a slow, easy smile that reached his eyes. “Hey, baby,” he said, setting the book aside on the nightstand.

Standing before me was none other than, Blaine Balthazar, those cursed blonde eyes were dancing wickedly as he stood a few feet from me. “My affairs are none of your business,” I replied tightly. “Isn’t it? I seem to recall a certain charter that says otherwise,” he replied with a cocky smile. “Then you must not have read the charter very well,” I replied. “Careful… you seem to be forgetting who you are talking to,” he cautioned. “Trust me, I know exactly who you are!”

answered Alina. "Oh come on. I know your true nature. You can't just forget your feelings for Bryan , can you?" he asked again. "You know, my plan was to separate Bryan from his girlfriend. I heard that he had a relationship with Zara, my classmate in high school. I've liked her for a long time, but because my prestige was very big, I couldn't express my feelings to her. " he said. "If this plan goes really smoothly, then we'll have our share. Zara will be with me, and Bryan will be with you. You can blackmail Bryan to your heart's content. And after all the success, we'll be back as we were." he said again.

The kind of scared you get when something you buried shows up wearing a leather jacket and smelling like cigarettes. Then I saw him. Fuck. Tall. Inked hands. A smile that didn’t reach his eyes. He looked straight at me like he already knew I’d taste good. My stomach clenched, but my pussy clenched harder. Who in the fucking sex scene was this hottie? “Liv, this is Zane,” Sabrina said, like she read my thoughts. She didn’t look at me. She was wearing shorts she hadn’t worn in a year — too tight, too high — and a top that looked like it belonged to me.

LYRA* Blaze kissed each one of my aching ribs. Each kiss gave healing to the pain, and with each kiss, my pain started to disintegrate as if it were never there in the first place. When Blaze finished working his magic over my ribs, he positioned himself between my legs and brought me into another passionate kiss. Blaze's pants rub gently along my panties, and heat radiates through my core. I could feel my panties becoming wet, in need of him. Blaze sat up for a moment and began to undress. I sat up and grazed my fingertips along his muscular chest until I reached his pants. I unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, and he stood so that he could pull his pants and underwear off.

Her eyelids fluttered as waves of pleasure crashed over her. “I can’t take it anymore,” she trembled. “Then moan for me!” Zavian commanded in a voice low and rough. Her moans soon filled the bathroom, mingling with the sound of the water as Zavian brought her closer and closer to the edge. “You don’t sound like someone who just reads about these things.” His lips tickled her ear. “Erotic novels are my favorite. I have an entire library of them at home.” She breathed. Zavian didn’t say anything. He turned on the sprayer, letting the water flow weakly at first before holding it above her head.

A smirk floated on his lips as he halted before her. “I believe you must have dolled up my woman. If that would be the case then I shall grant you thousand gold coins as a reward,” Zebian proclaimed mightily. Basina gulped but said nothing. He averted his eyes on the red curtains. His smirk blended into a smile, a soft one. His feet involuntarily advanced toward the direction. His heart was skipping beats. He wondered what she would be doing behind this cloth. Was she breathlessly waiting for him like he was? His smile widened and he parted the curtains, only to find the room empty of her.

Yumi's POV - “What book is that?” Henry asks, staring at the back of the book Zainab is reading across from him on the island. “Oh, this?” Zainab grins, turning the book around, “It’s a romance novel, ‘Paper Hearts’”. Zana rolls her eyes with a lazy groan, “That’s the twelfth time she’s reading it”. Henry chuckles humorously, “Stench fanatic”. I look between the three, busy filling my mouth with buttered popcorn. Henry would occasionally give me smoldering glances that often shake my body whole and the way his eyes would drag along the stretch of my lips…I couldn’t help the unstable heartbeat.

LILA The room sweltered when Blaise entered, and now his lips were on mine, stealing my breath away. Throughout the night, I had noticed the way he stared at me, a look in his eyes I couldn't quite decipher. The heat was oppressive, prompting me to slip into the kitchen for a glass of water and a moment to catch my breath while he was engrossed with his companions. However, Blaise followed swiftly, and now his kiss enveloped me, scattering my thoughts and leaving me powerless to resist.

Zane shouts from the bedroom. “Hey, no mind reading!” I scream at him from the kitchen. Recently I learned that one of Zane's perks as my master is that he can read my mind. Apparently, I can read his mind as well, but I haven’t figured out if he’s serious or fucking with me. I’m too stubborn to text Blair or Zara to find out if it’s true. One thing I’ve learned about my alphahole of a master is that he loves to fuck with me. He loves to give painful yet sexy punishments like grabbing my nipples and twisting them painfully till I comply. I secretly love it.