Captain America And Black Widow Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“You’re all bark and no bite.” Mason’s jaw flexed, color climbed up his neck. “I’ll fuck you up.” Kyle stepped in until their chests were almost touching. The height difference wasn’t dramatic, but the presence was. Kyle carried himself like someone who had never once lost a fight. “I don’t think that’s something you wanna say to your captain.” He reached out, grabbed the front of Mason’s shirt with both hands, and gave it two sharp little tugs like he was brushing imaginary dirt off.

On the other side, River was using his long, talented fingers to stroke the sensitive skin of my inner thigh—soothing and comforting, but ultimately adding to the fire. “Black,” the Grand Alpha said, oblivious to the chaos. “Today is the day after weeks of chaos with your brothers, and uhm… I want you to seize this opportunity and tell your brothers how much you appreciate them for taking care of your wife, even though I know you all hadn’t handled it in the best manner.” Black nodded, looking like a cold cat. “I do, Father. I was wrong to treat my wife the way I did.” Rain’s hand pushed in—one finger into my hole. My legs parted further.

“No can’t do, you were snooping, the Alpha is going to reward me for catching you right in the act, I am long over do for a reward.” My head was face down as he dragged me, I could not see the face of my captor. I didn’t thrash, I didn’t yell. I didn’t desire to get hurt, and I knew it was over, I had to deal with the consequences of my actions. Each step he took. My mind slipped away into the darkest thoughts. Luca is going to kill me. — In an instant, I winced in pain and a tear slipped out of my eyes, my body collided so fast with one of the chairs, my sight was compromised for a second before I darted my eyes up.

Fine. If Atlas Blackwood wanted Vivienne Moreau, the Viper, the bitch with teeth and venom and zero patience for bullshit, then yeah, unlucky him. He was about to get her. I yanked the door open. “Well?” I snapped, meeting his gaze head-on. “You’ve been haunting my hallway like a rejected ghost. What now, Alpha? Planning to arrest me? Kill me? Recruit me? Or are you just here to stare because you finally realized paradise accidentally let a nightmare walk in?”

I managed to say, my breath hitching as Caleb’s fingers found my sensitive knot, his thumb beginning to stroke it with a slow, torturous psychological precision. My inner walls clamped tightly together in an involuntary reflex. I looked directly at Ethan, silently begging him to stop his brothers, but the eldest Blackwood simply raised his coffee cup to his lips, a slow, dark spark of unhinged satisfaction flaring within his icy eyes. He was enjoying my torment. He wanted to see if his queen could rule while drowning in lust.

Zafira Nightvale POV "Your alpha mate just registered our bond in the territory scrolls, so your small paws are officially the high lady of the Blackwynd Moon Dominion logs!" Vickon Blackwynd tells my snout as he cuts the pack link with Zevrick Frostmoor, his golden eyes looking down at my red face. "Why is your inner wolf dazed like a pup who drank too much fermented berry juice?" "Nothing is wrong with my brain, Hubby!" my mouth snaps back to reality real fast, my cheeks turning completely pink as I turn my fur away in embarrassment because hearing him call me his lady wife makes my chest pound super hard.

She's a human," Tristan interrupted, and hell broke loose. The mood in the cell changed as Alpha Blackwood's face became a stony mask of indifference. Tristan and Nathan exchanged a look of apprehension. "A human?" Alpha Blackwood scoffed, “Is this some kind of joke?!" He was full of anger inside him, though none of it was directed at the twins but rather at the moon goddess. Was this a prank? A cruel twist of fate? As if fate hadn't cursed them enough. She now had to curse his sons with human mates? “That can’t be,” he spat, and the twins looked at each other. “What, why?” Alpha Blackwood ignored the question. “Here's what will happen," he said after a tense silence. “You both must mark her

“First of all, I didn't waltz into your territory. Some freakishly large wolves dragged me here against my will.” I raised a brow. “That's actually how a kidnapping works, yes.” She ignored me. “Second of all, I didn’t even know who you are.” “Xavier BlackWood, the one and only.” “I know now!” she yelled this time. She wrinkles her nose and her face went through a series of rapid expressions — rage, then absolute horror. “I refuse.” I tilt my head. “You refuse what, exactly?” “This whole thing!” She gestured wildly between us. “You! This … this is a terrible idea.”

She quipped, risking a glance at Zarek who glared at her in return. He bawled his fist, trying hard to hold himself back from punching the living daylight out of Cassia. “Just remembering she was once our fated mate makes me want to tear everything to pieces,” Creighton growled in Zarek’s mind. “She’d better prepare to face the consequences of her lies,” Zade said through their mind-link. “Let’s go inside and discuss.” Alpha Blackwood muttered, already turning to walk inside with the help of their butler, the other man standing beside him.

“Wow. Miss Lockwood, you must really think we’re besties now, huh? Must be all the trauma bonding we did in ten minutes.” She smirked, unbothered. “We’ll be working together now. I don’t see why we can’t at least be cordial.” “Yeah… keep dreaming, bitch,” I muttered under my breath. She rolled her eyes. “Seriously, what’s on your mind?” “You wanna know?” I asked, turning fully to face her. “Fine. For one ridiculous second, I imagined the headlines when the world finds out that Mrs. Black, the wife of Eric Black, was publicly humiliated at the gates of Lockwood Empire… and then smiled for a damn camera shoot for Lockwood’s magazine.”