Bucky Barnes X Reader Lemon Novels & Stories

Oh my God ! ** NOTE TO THE READERS: THE BOOK FOR JOY AND LEX’S COMPLETE STORY IS TITLED “MY NERD MATE” WHICH IS EXCLUSIVELY AVAILABLE ON D****E. YOU CAN READ ABOUT IT IF YOU ARE INTERESTED TO KNOW MORE FOR CURIOSITY SAKE. HOWEVER, NOT READING ABOUT IT WILL NOT DISTURB THE FLOW OF THIS STORY. SO KEEP READING AND ENJOY ! **

“Breathe. I’ve got you.” My knees almost buckled. That deep, velvet tone sent a fresh rush of wetness between my thighs. I could feel his fingers flex against my back, like he knew exactly how soaked I already was. My bare pussy clenched hard, a trickle of arousal sliding down my inner thigh. By the time we reached the front, my nipples were tight peaks against the dress and my thighs were slick. When I handed my battered copy of Daddy’s Little Bunny to Dan Noir, the author signed it quickly. I took the book back, heart still racing, and managed a shaky, “Thank you so much. I-I don’t know, the bouncer was being such a dick and—”

“We take you apart until there’s nothing left that doesn’t belong to us.” I leaned in, brushing my lips against hers again — softer this time, but no less dangerous. “Excited yet, Bunny?” Her eyes were wide, pupils blown, chest rising and falling too fast. “Oh, this is going to be so much fun…” Lorenzo purred directly into the mind-link, his cruel laughter curling around the words like smoke.

Looking up at me from her upside-down position, Blanca's eyes met mine. I refrained from smiling amidst the pandemonium, but there was no denying that Blanca always managed to make life interesting. Out of all the Johnson kids, she and I had a special bond. On my twenty-fifth birthday, she had written an Avengers fanfiction where Bucky Barnes and Captain America were more than just friends. It had been entertaining as hell. "Blanca, are you ready to go?" I asked her, trying to maintain a composed demeanor in the midst of the chaos.

A sudden wave of disgust filled his stomach. "You've lost it, Bob. You seem to have gotten used to people doing the dirty work for you that you can't even read between the lines anymore." Bob was furious. "I won't blame you much," Lex continued. "You don't read. You now find joy in beer joints and the local harem. But that's none of my business." Lex got up. Arranged his already damp shirt, and walked towards the door. Hold the door knob, he looked back at Bob.

, she said. Fuckkkkk, what did this girl read in that book? Staring at her dead in her eyes under this red light is fucken smoky. "Second of all, Amber today's our anniversary " "I know I forgot but.-" "Amber please stop talking ", what is going on with Lexy's voice tonight? what's with the sexiness and dominance? I nodded without even thinking. "I don't wanna know why you seemed to act like you didn't care or know, but surprise ", she said turning 360.

Thorne asked me with Xavier behind him and Zarek tapping my shoulder. I threw my locker open and grabbed my textbooks while they surrounded me. Zarek passed a bottle of fresh blood in my direction. I murmured thanks, opening the cork open and gulping it, enjoying the metallic tang in my mouth. "You like you a sad sack of shit who could murder someone," Zarek giggled. "It's that Raven girl," I snapped. "Oh, the little Lycan," Thorne laughed and I narrowed my gaze at him. "She doesn't like you? You lost the bet."

Five surprised faces stare at me as I lean over, bracing myself with my hands on my knees as I catch my breath. “He took her plump nipple between his lips and suckled, making Esme groan into the cold night air. She had known Knox was her mate, but never dared to believe he would actually want her. Her pussy clenches as he sucks harder, his hand sliding between her soft tummy and the elastic waistband of her leggings....” Braydon’s voice sounds thick and raspy as he reads a passage from one of my very favourite books. “Baby girl...” Phoenix sneaks up behind me, grinding his hard on into my ass as he loops an arm around my waist. It takes him a moment to read the room.

“Look at them, Bunny.” I do. Rick’s jaw ticks, his gaze low and unreadable. Jaxon looks like he’s ready to stand and take me himself. Jace grins against my skin, satisfied. “Good. Now they know exactly what they can’t have.” He finally presses his fingers to my heat, slow and deliberate, the contact making my knees buckle. He catches me, forcing my hips to grind down against his thigh. The friction sends shockwaves through me, my breath breaking into uneven gasps.

I narrowed my eyes at him but eventually gave up trying to figure it out and wandered toward my old locker instead. The second I opened it, I blinked. “Oh yeah.” Marcus glanced over. “What?” I pulled out a paperback with a dramatically shirtless man on the cover. “I borrowed this from Hannah forever ago and forgot about it.” Marcus barked out a laugh instantly. “That looks concerning.” “It’s literature.” “It looks like p**n with chapters.” I ignored him completely. Marcus nodded toward the old couch shoved against the office wall. “Then go get comfy and read your smut. I’m right here if you need me.”