Bo Sinclair X Reader Novels & Stories

I let out a throaty scream as I let go, my legs wobbly under my feet as I crouch to the ground, trying to calm down my breathing. Oh, Ashley. You're so fucked. *** I jump in fright, and hold the towel tight to my chest at the sight of Sinclair sitting comfortably in my bed; holding one of my novels in hand. The dirty kind. "What are you doing?" My voice is shaky, and my cheeks flares at the thought that he read that. He knows about it, and God, if he even tries to say anything about... "Just checking out your books. You sure have great taste in choosing them. " He laughs, and I bite down on my tongue; knowing I won't hear the end of that.

Dahlia POV My eyes snapped to Xander's as he popped off one of my shirt buttons. I had no idea what was going on in his mind, but the wetness between my thighs told me exactly what I wanted. He slowly popped off another button, exposing my bra to him. Then I watched as his hand squeezed one of my breasts lightly. “Hmm.” I bit my lip, throwing my head back. It felt so good. Xander grabbed my jaw, bringing my head back in order to meet his eyes.

"Letting off some steam. My alpha has been getting on my nerves these past few days." "Mind telling me who your alpha is?" He sighed and clogged down the contents of his beer. "Alpha Redd. I am his beta." The bottle slipped from my hands. "That jerk?"

My chest tightened. “You’re just scared of what people would say.” I opened my mouth to deny it. But no words came out. Because yes. I was scared. Scared of how fast this was happening. Scared of wanting him this much. Scared that I was already losing control. Scared of what the world would say. I was scared of everything that has to do with this sinful desire burning in my veins. Sebastian stared at me for one long second before speaking again. “The next time you kiss me…”

I scream, “Four!” the enhancer making her tongue feel like a live wire, sparking through me. Another council member—a man, visor dark—joins, unzipping to reveal a cock rigged with neural nodes, buzzing like Kain’s. He climbs onto the table, straddling my chest, and slides between my breasts, slick with biotech oil Kain pours over me. The nodes buzz against my skin, sending shocks to my nipples, and I moan, the sound amplified through the network. The woman’s tongue flicks faster, her fingers plunging into my pussy alongside Kain’s cock, stretching me painfully.

Hello, If you're still reading Sin That Binds. It was decided that I'd make it a two-part series of short horror mm erotica. So here is BOOK TWO. I hope you enjoyed Book One, Matthew and Khatri's story, and their plot twist. Title: Sanctum

I want her lying awake, listening for sounds that never come. "She notices she's being followed, but she acts as if she isn't" I murmur to Xander, amusement curling in my chest. I could end this quickly. Break down her door, Demand payment, Leave her shaking and crying and not in the best kind of way either. and leave London completely. Get back to my life in New York and still kill Jerry motherfucking Harrison. She's just a woman in a big city. A bookstore attendant. Has a quiet life. Is Shy. Meek. Bland. Spoilt.

"But why he behaves weird around me? Is he trying to lure me towards him? Oh! my God, how could I mistook him as someone pure. He is sly, on the top a womanizer!" I shook my head in complete shock upin my assumption and took another sip of my delicious coffee. [The next day] Working in that deadly silence Sinclair was feeling awkward. He wanted to talk actually why he left in between, he just wanted to listen her voice. He thought of many reasons but all of them were not going to work. An hour passed silently again. When someone knocked at the glass door of cabin covered with black smoke-type paper. And without waiting for Sinclair's permission a lady came in.

I get out of bed, go to the linen closet and grab a blanket, before leaving the room I take the book lying on the night table, go to the kitchen for a glass of milk, and head to the living room where I curl up on the couch to read. Doug reached out for the handle, then had second thoughts and leaned down to look through the crack. He was shocked at what he saw. The seat was covered in blood, as was the dashboard and steering wheel. Suddenly an intense pain burst in his left hand, so intense that it seemed to course through his entire body, leaving a trail of fire and filling every space with suffering. Doug didn't scream, he couldn't. His throat closed up from the sudden shock. “AAAAHHH!” I

But Sinclair ignores this, holding the nation’s champion up with his fist alone. “If you ever,” Sinclair whispers, “ever again raise your voice at my favorite child – Princess Ariel Sinclair, goddess-born, a fucking angel on this earth – if you ever dare to yell at her like that? Ever again?” Luca’s whole body shakes as Sinclair brings his mouth very, very close to his ear. “Then I’ll fucking rip your heart out, Luca Grant. And I mean that very, very literally.” With a vicious shove, Sinclair casts Luca away from him, disgusted.