Dante Sparda X Reader Novels & Stories

Dante pulled out and stroked himself, shooting thick ropes of cum across my ass and back with a deep groan. We collapsed together breathing hard, his arms pulling me against his chest as we caught our breath. The connection felt real now, no more pretending. We talked softly after, bodies tangled under the blanket. He admitted how he’d noticed me for years, how lonely his bed had been, how giving in to this felt like a second chance he didn’t deserve but craved. I told him the same, how his strength made me feel wanted in a way Jake never could. The storm had eased a bit by morning but we stayed close all day, stealing touches, sharing more stories by the fire and in his bed where he took me

_*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> I grabbed at his shoulders, his back, anywhere I could reach, needing to touch him, to feel the reality of this moment. His skin was hot under my hands, muscles shifting as he moved, scars rough beneath my fingers. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> Dante's tongue swept into my mouth, claiming, possessing, taking exactly what he wanted. I surrendered to it completely, letting him control the kiss, letting him set the pace and depth and intensity. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3">

They both break the kiss and look at the pack. In the night, Xandier looks at Darcy who is wearing a red sexy lingerie. She is looking at him with a sexy smile. She removes her panties and bends on the bed on four legs so that her ass and her hole is visible to him. He gets excited seeing her in that position and he gets a hard on erection. He is not able to take the throbbing pain anymore. He removes his pant and directly enters inside her hole. Darcy stops herself from hissing in pain. She doesn't want to come out as weak infront of him. She wants him to think of her as strong in every way. She bites her lips to suppress the sudden pain. Xandier starts thrusting deep into her making her mo

I tried not to act like I was curious to know. “I mean didn’t you know that Dante was sleeping around with different women? I have a lot of videos of them. I think you’d like them.” He took his phone out and showed me a picture of two people in a room. It was Dante and the lady looked familiar. I think I saw her at the party earlier today, Dante and Savanna. I had known about Savanna from one of those classes I had with Dante, she’s the brand ambassador of one of the wines that the King empire produces.

was at her bac "She has a boyfriend now and doesn't ever think of us." He said strongly, his gaze was locked with hers. 'Dante.' She called out his name and he smirked "Tell us Rielle, who is your boyfriend?" He said and she smirked, glacing at Pamela and Xandr who seemed intrested in the conversation "You know who he is, so why not tell everyone instead?" she said and he looked at her firmly "Reed Parker, your boyfriend is Reed Parker, the new detective who was specially transferred here to catch The Masked Girl" He said and Pamela gasped "What are you saying Dante? that is not possible, Rielle would never endanger anyone of us." She said and Rielle smiled, tearing her eyes away from him a

--- Amara stared at the notebook for hours. Her hands hovered over it, afraid to touch it, as if it might catch fire. But eventually, curiosity won. She picked it up. The leather was soft, cracked with age. She opened the first page. > March 12th I saw him again today. Dante Moretti. The man everyone fears. But he looked at me like I was something he’d forgotten he wanted. I should be scared… but I’m not. Amara’s fingers trembled as she turned the page.

His hand hovered near her cheek, unsure whether to touch or pull back. “That was years back, Dante,” she whispered, her voice hoarse. “Now we both live in separate worlds.” “Look at you now; you control the whole Moretti asset, while I'm just me, Victoria, nothing to my name, just a father who sees my marriage as a gain to the family.” “No one can hurt you when you're with me,” Dante said, his hands finally touching her cheeks. Her cheek was now wet with tears. “Victoria, how can I make it up to you?” Dante asked.

“There’s a man trying to steal my wife from me. And she didn’t tell me.” Dante steps closer, sliding one of his thighs between mine and pressing it against my core. “I think that kind of behavior deserves a spanking.” I moan—genuinely. I haven’t had much experience with kink, but spanking? Yeah. One ex knew what he was doing, and Dante? Dante looks like he definitely knows what he’s doing. That fire in his eyes flares again. No longer anger. Just lust. “Strip for me, topina,” he growls. “I’m going to paint that perfect ass red.”

“I’ll read Lila her story and tuck her in. Then I’m coming back to worship every inch of my wife until you’re crying those pretty tears again—this time while I’m buried so deep you forget your own name, forget everything except how full I keep you.” I shook my head before he could even finish, already sliding off the bed and letting my towel drop completely to the floor in a soft heap. The cool night air kissed my still-damp skin, pebbling my nipples into tight peaks, but the raw heat in Dante’s gaze chased every shiver away and replaced it with liquid fire. “No,” I whispered, stepping into him until my bare breasts brushed his chest. “I want to come with you. I love watching you with her. I

Vera's Pov The words hung in the air between us, poisonous. I regretted them the instant they left my mouth but there was no unsaying what I’d already said. Dante finally looked up from his book, and my breath caught in my throat. Dante finally looked up from his book and I gasped. His eyes were no longer gold. They were pure red. The hybrid had taken over completely and I could see fury radiating from every line of his body as he slowly, deliberately closed the book and set it aside.