Broly X Reader Novels & Stories

I covered my mouth, surprised when the body shot far away and hit the wall with such force that the wall shattered on impact with his body. Atlas wasn't messing around. I looked at his eyes, which were filled with rage. If I wasn't his dead body and wasn't his crush, I probably would have experienced what Liam experienced a long time ago, considering I so often angered him and even bullied him boldly. Atlas approached. He stepped on Liam's hand until the sound of Liam's scream could be heard loudly, roaring in that place with a heartbreaking voice. "You challenged me, so I must accept the consequences." Atlas' jaw hardened. He stepped on Liam's hand, pressing it and making Liam's roar not st

So he carefully grabs me by the face and leans in real close. What the absolute fuck? I feel his fingers wiping right below my eyes, and I’m about to deck him until I see the very dark streaks on his fingertips. "What the fuck are those?" I ask. Confused, I reach up and swipe very close to my eyes. When I pull my own fingers away, they’re smeared with a dark liquid that smells nothing like blood. Stepping even closer to me, Brody wraps his arm around my shoulder and says, We need to talk.

Just as I’m about to respond, my designated mule of a stepbrother decides to interfere. “Holla…” he begins as he walks in, but then he switches to his usual asshole mode when he spots Bryan. “What the fuck are you doing here at this time? When every employee in America should be resting, you’re still working.” In one short sentence, he looks like he just stepped out of a UFC fight. His nose is bleeding, his lip is busted, his eyebrow is wounded, and there may be more injuries I can’t see right now. What the fuck happened to him?

Instead, I opened it. The first page was already too much—bare skin, silk ropes, commands written in clean, dangerous fonts. It was like falling down a rabbit hole I wasn’t supposed to touch. I turned to the next page and it was a gorgeous shirtless man in just a boxer brief, his partner was wearing just panties and a bra that barely covered her nipples let alone the flesh of her br**st. Her breast pressed to his chest, one hand held her by the waist while the other squeezed her a*s as they french kissed.

I breathe, because it is the only word I have. He pinches both nipples at once and the flare of it punches a gasp out of me and a sound escapes that I will think about later with my face in a pillow. "Like that," he says. "Exactly like that." His hand slides down my stomach and then his fingers push into my underwear and find me wet and the sound he makes against my temple makes the ache between my legs worse. "Christ," he says quietly, two fingers stroking through my folds. "You're soaking, Layla. Feel how wet you are for me."

I laughed, kicking his hand with my feet. “Who, who the fuck are you?” “Now, is that really a smart question, Agent Brody? Did I not tell you the next time you invited yourself to my properties, I would kill you?” “There is no way?” Brody coughed, blood dripping from his mouth. “You are dead.” “It seems the cops are not as sharp as they used to then. I cannot be killed, neither can my brothers,” Achilles growled. Xiomar threw Brody to the ground and I enjoyed watching his body bounce. He scrambled to his knees, blood dripping from his face.

Stefan began to speed up and take him deeper although his throat begged him not to. "Fuck! Baby! God, just like that." Sky moaned as Stefan took him deeper, using his tongue to circle around the pulsing tip before swallowing him again. "Fanny!" His grip on Stefan's hair became painful as the older boy's speed became relentless but Stefan loved it. The feel of Sky's nails in his hair had him only sucking harder. "Fanny! Baby! Oh, fuck!" Sky screamed as his head lolled back and he took one hand off Stefan's hair to grip the white sheets. "I'm gonna--oh fuck--f-f-fanny!" He screamed so loud as he came, shooting his sweet release all the way to the back of Stefan's throat, the older boy swallowe

“So next, I’ll give you the book. It’s called 'The Submissive’s Path: 30 Fundamentals of BDSM.' After reading through the foundations, you’ll get a contract to review. Within this 15-day period, I’ll take note of your interest through our conversations, your body, and verbal responses. You can confirm them in the contract before signing. How’s that sound?” He responded softly, “Yes, Sir.” I walked out to the study, picked up the book, and came back, dropping it in front of him. The cover was a sleek grey with a striking image: a bare man blindfolded with silk ties, ropes binding his hands upward, wearing nothing but delicate lace panties, a paddle clenched between his teeth. His body glisten

Elara’s phone screen lit up with a notification that stopped her heart cold. An unknown email address had sent a video file titled “Stepbrother’s Dirty Secret.” Her fingers trembled as she opened it. The footage began playing automatically. There she was, completely naked, riding Jax hard in the Big Sur cabin, her head thrown back in ecstasy while he gripped her hips and thrust up into her. The camera angle was perfect, capturing every explicit detail. Every moan. Every slap of skin. Every creampie he had filled her with.