Damian Wayne X Male Reader Novels & Stories

Xena was standing in the middle of four men that were lying on the ground, lifeless and Damian was in his wolf form. A big black wolf, just like mine. Xena had Green eyes, thanks to our witch ancestry but Damian's eyes were red. A full on werewolf alpha. He had an arm in his mouth, eyes open and alert. He looked like a crazed animal as the arm leaked blood. His teeth crimson from it, fur wet and sticking to his body as he walks up to Xena. Damian walks around Xena, his body rubbing against hers as he moves. Inspecting her body for any injuries but finding none. He stops in front of her and throws the arm on the ground by her feet.

Even though she just stepped into the throne room, Emberlynn knew she heard everything. "That's right," Damien grinned, even though it didn't reach his eyes. He gripped her wrist, his hand tightening on it. "That's right, Ember," he repeated, "And I don't regret being the first man that fucked you. I ruined you for another werewolf, and I am fucking glad I did." Oh, goddess. Who the fuck had they mated her with? He wasn't Damien. No. She didn't see Damien in this man's behavior in front of her.

"Your wolf… does he like me?" I saw a flicker of silver appear in Damian’s eyes for a brief moment—just like it had last night. It was the same way his eyes looked when we were together. A second later, Damian let out a soft chuckle, though I had a feeling the laughter wasn’t directed at me. "Anne, you just made Xave yell in my head, loudly declaring that he likes you. He’s demanding that you like him back, not just me—God, my wolf is so demanding."

He rests his head on the side of his nest and closes his eyes as he falls asleep. "My Goddess, he's so adorable!" Both Xavier and Damien said at the same time. Xavier chuckled as Damien lightly laughed, but his eyes widened, and he took a sharp breath in when he felt something poke him between his cheeks. Xavier's hand runs along the inside of Damien's thigh, before slipping between his cheeks and growling. "So wet for me Beta!" Xavier growls and Damien whimpers as more slick leaks from him. Needy little Damien whimpers and moans as he rocks his hips, pushing back against his Alpha.

Damian dominating me and Dorian worshiping me. It drove me insane. They pulled out. By the looks of their bulging cocks, they were not done with me. Not in the least bit. And I was ready, a little tired but lust clouded common sense sometimes. Dorian lubed his cock and laid on the bed face front. “Come sit on this, baby. I wanna feel that tight ass.” Eyeing his monstrous cock that made me wanton with lust, I crawled over in a little rush. “Every hole,” Damian said, spreading my legs wide as I lay back on his brother. His fingers parted my pussy lips to expose my swollen clit and entrance. “Look at her dripping for us, Dorian.”

“This is crazy. But… yeah. I want it.” Damien grinned that wicked dominant smile I knew so well. “Good girl. On your knees.” I slid off the bed, kneeling between them. They both freed their cocks—Damien’s familiar, thick and veined; Cas’s longer, with a slight upward curve that made my mouth water. “Look at her,” Damien said, stroking himself. “Our greedy little slut.” I took Damien into my mouth first, sucking deep like I’d done so many times. He groaned, hand in my hair.

“Open.” She obeyed, lips parting around him, her tongue tentative as she tasted salt and musk. He hissed, gripping her hair, guiding her slowly. Damien stripped off his shirt, muscles flexing. He lifted her skirt higher, stroking himself as he watched her take Cowin’s cock. “Beautiful little slut.” Rylan rose, kissing her thighs, whispering against her skin. “We’ll ruin you, but you’ll beg for more.” Cowin groaned as her mouth grew braver, sucking harder. Damien couldn’t wait—he knelt between her legs, pressing his cock against her entrance.

Damian asked, a hopeful look in his eyes. Marcus chuckled and replied, "Sure thing, bro. I can totally relate. I'm surrounded by women too, with my dad being the only male in my immediate family." Damian beamed with happiness, clearly excited to have a male figure to look up to. "I've always wanted to meet you. I want to be like you when I enter my twenties," he exclaimed. I looked at Damian with raised eyebrows and interjected, "Be like him? He's a playboy who's broken a lot of hearts, Damian."

I charge towards them yelling a war cry. *Warden* I go through a stack of documents on my desk, retracting my spider legs into my back. I searched for Damian’s file to see why he was so strong, so well powered, and so forth. At last, I found it in a drawer where I keep a bottle of wine. I pulled it out, poured myself a glass and drank as I read his file. Strange, he doesn’t appear to have a birthdate or parents. In fact he has no history of any kind. As I read, a commotion from outside drew my attention to the door. The door suddenly kicked itself open and in front of me was a blood stained Damian, anger lacing his features. He slowly walks towards me with a sword in his hand. He is breathin

“I can still take all of you. Bend me over this table right now and claim me, fill me with your cum. Make me your Luna, that little girl could never satisfy a real Alpha like you.” Damien’s breathing grew heavy. His hand moved to her breast, squeezing it as his cock throbbed in her skilled hand. For a dangerous moment, the temptation nearly overpowered him. His wolf surged forward, hungry after days of emotional turmoil with Monalisa. Just as he gripped her hip harder, the door creaked open.