Cyno X Reader Novels & Stories

Zane followed, groaning as he shot across my thigh. They didn’t let me breathe. Jax flipped me onto all fours on the bench with my ass up, face down. Cold leather against my cheek. Kai knelt behind, cock out now which was way thicker than I expected, pressing against my entrance. “Not done,” he growled. “Gonna fill this cunt while the storm rages.” One brutal thrust. He bottomed out. I screamed into the cushion. Jax shoved back into my mouth. Ryde and Zane stroked themselves back to hardness, watching, waiting their turn.

I watched Frederick take his cock in his hand, working his way up and down his shaft. He threw his head back, groaning softly while I watched his cock harden in his hand. Every stroke, every groan and every whimper made heat rise in-between my thighs, and caused my nipples to stiffen. I didn't know that I was drooling until he stopped stroking himself and grabbed my hair so harshly that I winced. "Come on, I want to see if you can take the whole thing in that tiny mouth of yours."

Rene’s Pov The pulsation between my legs was becoming stronger, directing Remy to the center of my desire. I watched as Remy sat back down, his chair pushed back far enough to where I could see him continuing to stroke himself, this time his hands clearly inside his boxers. “Look at those pretty, round nipples. Those fair areolas.. I wish I could take one in my mouth. Hmm... Why don’t you do that for me?” My brow rose. “You want me to...”

I heard footsteps and it was coming closer. “Sister Raven?” The voice is gentle, sleepy and laced with concern. It’s Sister Miriam, the youngest novice, her cell just two doors down. “Are you alright? I heard…” I freeze against the wall, heart hammering so loud I’m sure she can hear it through the plaster. My shift clings to my damp skin, nipples tight, peaks scraping the fabric with every shallow breath. Between my thighs the slick heat pulses in time with the scar on my belly, that cursed little crescent that never lets me forget how alive this body still is. His text from last night keeps looping: ‘ruin… holy little cunt… forget how to pray.’ Each syllable drips lower, coating my folds un

I moaned around Zephyr, saliva dripping from my lips as the wet sound of skin slapping echoed through the room. Xander crouched in front of me, brushing a tear from the corner of my eye. “Doing so good,” he whispered. “You can take more, can’t you?” I nodded as best I could, and he rewarded me by sliding his fingers between my legs, rubbing my clit in slow circles while Cyrus kept pounding me from behind. I was shaking, overwhelmed, drowning in sensation. Zephyr pulled out with a pleasured grunt, his cock still slick with spit. “Stand up.”

The crowd leans in closer, like wolves scenting fresh meat. Beneath me, Knox shifts. I feel the movement of his chest against my back before I see it. He slides his phone from his pocket and taps the screen. A strange website loads—dark background, bold fonts, two flashing icons pulsing with names I don’t recognize. “Time to place bets, Bunny,” he murmurs against my neck. “Pick a fighter. I’ll bet on them.” “That’s creepy.” He hums, not disagreeing. And then— His hand moves under my dress. Slowly. Knuckles drag against my thigh. Fingers find the edge of my panties, and I tense.

My free hand squeezed my breast and pinched the nipple until it hurt in the best way. A low whimper escaped me. "Please Leo. Don't stop. Ahhh…" The words came out breathy and desperate. I was so close. My pussy clenched hard around nothing begging to be filled. My toes curled and my back arched off the mattress. His scent was all over the pillow that It made me dizzy. Made me grind harder against my hand Just when I thought I was going to finally cum, the door busted open and Leo walked in. He stopped dead in the doorway. His eyes locked on me instantly. I was still naked. Fingers buried in my pussy, legs opened shamelessly and my mouth opened from moaning his name.

Sara could hear how soaked she was every time he pumped his fingers in and out. “Yes… right there,” she gasped. Her thighs started to shake. She reached down and threaded her fingers through his hair, holding him against her. Professor Kane did not seem to mind. He ate her out with more hunger, licking and sucking like he had been starving for her. Sara’s orgasm built fast. The pressure grew in her belly, spreading down to her pussy. Her walls clenched around his fingers again and again. She tried to stay quiet, but small whimpers kept escaping.

“Please. I’ve been obsessed with my glass dildo lately. I get it ice-cold from the fridge, lie back, spread my legs wide and slide it in slow. The chill plus the pressure on my g-spot? Lethal. I don’t even touch my clit half the time and I still come screaming. Solo sex is elite. No awkward rhythm, no guessing games…just pure, selfish pleasure.” They both turned to me, grinning expectantly. We were arranging stuff for me and Caleb's usual romantic night. He's finally home from his three day journey to his mom. I felt heat rush to my cheeks, but I smiled anyway, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. “You two are ridiculous.” “No dodging,” Jasmine sang. “Come on, Lena. When’s the last time y

Just me, my nerdy glasses constantly slipping down my nose, and the three ripped, dangerously attractive stepbrothers I’ve done everything possible to avoid since they entered my life. Kai, Jax, and Ryker. All tall, heavily tattooed, muscular, and packing the kind of cocks I describe in vivid, vulgar detail in my secret online stories. The ones that made my anonymous account LunaLustWrites explode in popularity. Faceless videos of my body — heavy tits bouncing, my tight pussy stretched and creaming around thick toys, my ass arched high showing that small heart tattoo and distinct mole on my lower back. I write depraved taboo fantasies and film myself living them out in secret. No one knows t