Bruce X Reader Novels & Stories

Bruce laid on his back, moaning with intense pleasure. I didn't waste time before delving into the real thing. The only sound that could be heard in the room was the moan and sighs of the two. Bruce was writhing away in a puddle of ecstasy as he felt the walls of my warm mouth clenched around his cock.

And then his grip closes over one bra cup, squeezing firmly. Not even a second later, he folds down the cup and takes one swollen bud into his mouth. Our bodies merge as my spine curves upward, pleasure coalescing inside me like molten lava. The hot pressure is all I can process, every other notion slammed shut behind a wall of lust.

Dominating the fragile boy. Rene's soft cries are making the Beta's body quiver with want and lust. The tears gushing from those almost golden eyes will make any male grow feral. A rough, savage growl rumbles from Lyrien's chest like an earthquake, and Rene starts to choke on his thick never-ending spurts of cum. The Beta watches, and Rene struggles to pull away, but Lyrien's fingers roughly hold him still to continue to cum down his mouth and throat while humming ravagely in pleasure.

Bruce's smile deepened until it nearly melted, forming an absurd yet striking contrast with the eerie surroundings and the "ghost bride" in his arms. Claudia watched the bizarre scene. Her lips twitched uncontrollably, and her mind filled with bold, jagged question marks. Had Bruce been scared senseless? Or was he a hidden pervert, the kind who enjoyed this kind of horror aesthetic? He could even hold someone as ugly and terrifying as this "ghost bride" without hesitation?

My cheeks starting to warm up from just the memory and I shook my head furiously. Chloe watched me closely." You know about the boobs thing,I'm sure he was just trying to give you some advice." "Huh,just don't talk about it."Immediately I cut her off covering my ears with my hand. She laughed shoving something under the counters."You will get over it and I want him to bring that other guy with him" "Robert?" "Yeah,Robert" I eyed her warily and began to smile"Why?" "He is so cute and nice,"she gushed immediately."The whole time you guys were talking he was keeping me company,he is also funny too."

Not when his scent — dark, masculine, completely intoxicating — wrapped around me and made thinking straight impossible. I took in a sharp breath, heat shimmered off him in waves. His closeness worked on me, something nefarious, something I wasn’t ready to name. His voice was low, dangerous. “Hey, you’re the one who’s haunted me, Beatrice.” My heart stuttered. His jaw clenched, his breathing ragged. It was the first time I’d ever witnessed Xander Thane fight his way through an emotion. His nature was always measured, always restrained.

It was a Novel by Ana huang famous author for the twisted series, it was Twisted hate and the open page was one the steamy hate sex scenes between Jules and josh I picked it up and started to read it, I couldn’t hold it anymore, I bit my lips and my eyes narrowed as I could feel my wetness,drip down my legs. I needed the release, with or without the cute guy, I sat on the singular chair there, spreading my legs and rubbing my swollen clit,I made sure I kept my moans muffled. I was interrupted by someone clearing their throat,my eyes widened at the cute guy staring at me. “Don’t stop” his voice husky as I could see the dick bulging against his zipper.

Turning, he said something to the other guy and then leaves. “Hello, I.. um…I am Bruce, Brian’s be… I mean friend” he said in a soft voice, sounding as if he was not sure how to talk to me. He was just, well, almost as handsome as Brain. Were all the men in this place created by a god or what? He had a strong jawline and a dimple on the left side of his cheek. His eyes were a light brown color, the same as his hair, which was cut in a neat short army style. He was a little bit shorter than Brian but just as muscularly built, and yet I was just thinking about how he compared to Brian, why? I just looked at him with a questioning look. Then he says again with a sweet voice.

I couldn’t let Bruce see me upset. “Stop fucking embarrassing yourself, Sofia,” Bruce sneered, rolling his eyes. “Don't you like it?” I mumbled. “I bought this for you.” I took steps closer to him, trying to touch his arm, but he shrugged me off. “I mean, it's nice,” Bruce shrugged, “but it's not really you, is it?” I jolted backwards, furrowing my eyebrows. “What's that supposed to mean?” I croaked. “Have you been reading your pathetic erotic novels again?” Bruce snarled.

Bruce raises his head to look at me. "Doing what?" I inquire. "Copulation, Alpha Calhoun. As werewolves, the wild part of us never leaves. Most of us like having sex in a forest." If the situation wasn't right, I would have found this amusing, because my Beta has always had his way with his doings and he doesn't even hide a thing. "How sure are you that he has the underground prison around this area?" I inquire, wanting a quick response from Bruce because I am already too impatient at this point.