Bleach X Male Reader Novels & Stories

The cloth around it created a mind-blowing sensation that Ace almost bounced from the bed. "I've been reading a book about BDSM" Blaze looked up at Ace with his seductive gaze as he continued to gently run his teeth through the cloth around Ace's dick. Ace gaped at Blaze as he nervously gulped at the glint of mischief that he is seeing in Blaze's eyes. "Blaze..." Ace mumbled nervously while he gulped hard. ****😉😳😉****

he speaks under his breath, leading me to the bathroom. We enter the bathroom and Alpha Blade plants my feet on the floor in front of him. Reach out for my long white shirt, and start to undo the buttons, one after the other, “I don’t want you to act stubborn or crazy with me today, Elara,” he takes off my shirt, revealing my body with just my white bra and my white pants. “I will try not to act crazy, but what’s going on, Alpha?” “I don’t want questions either,” he responds, bringing his lips closer to Alpha Arthur’s mark on my body, and leaving a peck on it. My body instantly begins to tremble in fear, my face turns pale as anxiety washes over me.

Liana’s POV I am exposed. Even though my cheeks flame, the bathwater seems suddenly cold. The grey light coming through the window is revealing. I’m not supposed to let any male see me undressed, and there are now two of them in the room. What’s more, Blake is clearly amused by the situation. For a dark moment, I hope Ethan chokes him. After a couple of seconds, he steps back. Blake doesn’t quite manage to conceal the large gulp of air he takes before brushing down his now-crumpled shirt, the collar askew. His hair is ruffled, and his cheeks are slightly pink. He still manages to look smug, though.

I ended up biting my lower lip, fear taking over my entire system. Bryle brought me to the restroom. He locked the door once he confirmed we were alone. I swallowed as I met his piercing gaze, his eyes sharp on me. Is he going to kill me for getting close to another guy? Is this what Jacob meant by Calix being possessive? ​

I continued to stare at her for a moment before it seemed like my brain began working again. I begrudgingly turned away from her, and walked over to Pat, not even noticing Lily at this point. Breathing was still a chore for me. We quickly walked away while mindlinking to keep our conversation completely private. “Fuck that was... Fuck... I am certain of it now. She's going to be my mate. So much for trying to lay low.” I could still feel a strong tingling sensation on my wrist. “That was insane to witness, honestly. Me and Lily were absolutely frozen. I could feel the intensity pouring off of you two.”

Jaxter asked. “Just a little. So it’s fine to soak; I’ve already cleaned myself,” Hayle replied, worried that Jaxter might be disgusted if there were any red liquid floating in the water. In reality, her bleeding was minimal. Jaxter smirked slightly. “That’s not what I meant.” “Then what?” Hayle asked innocently. Jaxter took a breath and shook his head, surprised that his wife couldn’t grasp his meaning. It was more challenging than he anticipated to resist her allure.

“E.coli of the blood or some shit.” Malix appears from the bathroom, trailing the shower curtain from one knee. He falls onto Kian’s back, and Frost lets out a pained grunt as Kian’s weight slams down on his chest. Grunts, thuds, kicks, punches, cursing. It’s like watching a fucking schoolyard brawl… if the kids in a schoolyard were built like brick houses. “Gangrene won’t kill me,” I mutter mockingly as I dance away from their flailing limbs. “But your brothers might. And I’m gonna let them.”

I turned a corner, pushed open a door that I thought led back toward the main stairs, and stopped dead. This wasn't the hallway. It was a large, open suite that smelled like cedar, sweat, and something else—something raw and masculine. He had clearly just finished training. He was shirtless, his skin glowing with a thin layer of sweat that made the muscles of his back and shoulders stand out in sharp relief. Blake was mid-motion, tossing a towel onto a bench, his movements fluid and powerful. I should have turned around. I should have walked out and pretended I never saw anything.

Bryan despised her, and that couldn't be changed. Suddenly Bryan opened the bathroom door, and Chloe quickly closed her eyes, pretending to be asleep. Bryan had already changed into his clothes. He walked to Chloe and stared at her, his gaze piercing through her fake slumber. He bent towards her, brushing her hair back, and placed a gentle peck on her forehead.