Carl Grimes X Reader Novels & Stories

" Carl is quite strong and vicious, '' Alexis whispered into my ears. I didn't even turn to look at her but stared forward with a straight face "Indeed he is" I muttered with my hands folded together, very uninterested. At that point, seeing Carl just brought back the whole dreadful experience and disgusting moments we had. Remembering the way his stinking hands went round my body and ewwww his lips as well. I just wished I would have been the one fighting with him then I would have tried my best to shrew him to pieces.

Not one to be left out, I crawl beside her, taking one of her breasts in my mouth. I love my mate’s tits. Always have. Full and round, firm and irresistible even after all these years. Carl’s fingers pump into her, fast and relentless, the obscene wet sounds only fueling my own arousal. Her moans turn desperate, her body tensing beneath us, so close to the edge. But just before she can fall, Carl moves in a flash, using his wolf speed—one second he's between her thighs, the next he’s kneeling, thrusting deep inside her, his fangs sinking into her neck.

Gripping the sheets Elena watched as he ate her out on the bed. " Oh my god Carl, please don't stop!" Elena wanted him to stop but she knew it would only raise suspicion so she faked a moan out breathing heavily. He groaned in satisfaction before sucking harder. She was almost at the edge before he stopped and got up. Looking at him annoyed, he chuckled at her expression. He took off his pyjamas, revealing his huge dick. Elena was certain he wasn't as huge as Ciro. He turned her over and she internally groaned in frustration. She wished it could end immediately but she had no choice than to stay submissive as Carl explored her body. Without warning, he forced himself inside her causing her e

the longer they talk, the more confused he becomes Jimboy silently listening to their discussion, also he was confused. Grim Reaper just waves his hands like a disinterested teen. “bah! let's talk another time, I think this is too early to analyze things, but for now, I’ll stick with your group” After that Grim Reaper went outside and let Jimboy and John Carl in the room. After a few conversations, John Carl strolls into the building. He was looking for someone. Someone who he can’t forget. “Mary Ann”

“He’s clearly got you on drugs or something.” “That’s ridiculous. I’m completely sober.” “Are you, Camille? I should give you a test or something.” He checked out the other books. More vampire romance? Where were the werewolves? He saw none. “Wrong,” Dire grumbled. Don’t worry. We’ll get her proper books. Maddox browsed more of the vampire books and realized that they all had the same author. Grace Moon. That was an interesting name.

* Carl is sitting on a sofa in his mansion looking at two naked girls in front of him kissing each other. “Master,” he hears Garrit call him, “‘He is here” “Send him in” He sees a tall black man with his hair falling onto his broad shoulders. The man glances at the naked girls and they stop kissing. Carl looks over at them and signals them to stand in a corner. “Come, my friend,” Carl says, “I’ve been waiting for you.” He pours him a drink and then asks, “Are you ready? Have you considered my offer?”

Alex's eyes never left mine, but his hand reached back, taking the offered appendage, and with a twist of his wrist, he pulled the man closer. The man's hand slid down Alex's chest, his eyes raking over the scene with a hunger that matched my own. He reached down, wrapping his hand around Alex's cock, and began to stroke in time with his thrusts. The added sensation pushed Alex over the edge, and he roared into my neck as he came, his body shuddering with the force of his climax.

My heart was racing, fast. And slowly everything started making sense to me now. He was always with him. He never touched me Never found me sexually attractive. Everything was slowly making sense and I was shaking. So... the rumors.. weren't rumors, they were true! They were actually true!!! Charlie Hearth is Gay and not only is he gay.... he is fucked Mason Grey. What the hell.

Too clean for a guy. Fuck. My entire body heated up. The alcohol quickened everything around us. The next moment we were in a room, red light glowing above us. I caught his lips, slowly sliding them apart with my tongue. He had his hands on my belt, and I slid mine under his simple shirt, trailing his abs. They felt thick proof of good gym work. Hmm. He moaned when I touched his hard nipples. That stirred Carl, my wolf, with a mystifying personality like its owner. I tore his shirt. He got his hands down into my pants and held my dick. My breath caught. It was huge, rock hard.

I don't want him to be able to think, not when my brain was mushy because of him. I continue grinding against Carl's hardness as I kiss him on his lips. "You are going to be the death of me." Carl strangled out. His eyes glow with his wolf; he couldn't control himself anymore. "I wish I could kill you for what you did to me." I fiddle against the belt on his trousers. Carl chuckled and sucked in his breath when my hand touched his hard length as I undressed him. I pulled out a condom from his pocket and gave it to him.