Dante Sparda X Reader Novels & Stories

Kade cursed behind me, slamming into me a few more times before he stilled, groaning as he spilled inside me. Dante pulled me up onto the bed, his hands roaming my oversensitive body as he positioned me on my back. “I’m not done with you yet,” he growled, settling between my legs. Behind me, Kade’s fingers trailed down my spine, teasing, making my stomach clench with anticipation. His voice was lazy and taunting. “She’s still shaking. Think she can take more?” “Oh, she’ll take it,” Dante said, his deep voice thick with amusement. He leaned back against the headboard, stroking himself lazily, watching me like a predator toying with his prey.

, Dante looked at him, the curious cat, it's going to get killed because of curiosity.Dante runs his hand on his neck in frustration, Jayden looks at him, and he looks stressed out, he can't believe that Dante will look or act weird by merely staying beside Barbara for some miserable few hours."Stop staring and get moving, how come you always want to know more about me and Barbara instead of thinking of how you are going to straighten your relationship with Kathleen?""I better go get the drugs" Dante blushed seeing the look on Jayden's face that had gone sour."By the way, where is Sally?" Dante asked looking at the space that was supposed to be occupied by Sally."I don't know...""Good mornin

Instead, she pushed the Spark out of her chest and into his. No! the Auditor’s voice screamed in her mind. The Spark can’t be shared! You’ll both be half alive! "Half alive beats perfectly dead!" June shot back. As the Spark moved into Dante, his eyes flew open. He didn’t breathe—he didn’t need to. The Spark fed him directly. He looked at June. He could see her clearly now—not mist, but a woman of starlight and silver. Together, they held the ring. The weight pulling Dante down turned into a shared anchor. They weren’t the world—they were its heartbeat.

The burn seared their throats, eliciting a mutual hiss of satisfaction. Xavier lit a cigar, the scent of tobacco filling the room as he leaned against the very desk where he'd just claimed Sky. His arms crossed, his gaze was sharp, but there was a faint smirk playing on his lips. Dante took a long sip from his glass, eyeing his friend. "So, who was the lucky lady you were banging in here?" Xavier arched a brow, his expression unyielding. "Anyone I fuck is none of your business, Dante."

I’m just trying to keep my tears from falling onto the damn paper. “You should read it,” Dante says, that thick accent curling around each word like smoke. “I suggest you do, Miss Vance.” I nod. But I don’t read a damn thing. I can barely see the words in front of me because my vision is so blurry. What could possibly go wrong? It’s a year. Just a year. And thirty million dollars. My dad will live. That’s all that matters. Lorenzo finishes reading, then Dante’s assistant's suddenly in front of me, handing me a pen.

said Prince Xander while examining Dante's body. "Xander, I'm fine, don't worry." Dante answered with a smile. "I'm glad you survived." Prince Xander said while trying to remember something. He looked around him. "Dante. We're not alone." Prince Xander said to Dante while pointing at the back of Dante with his eyes. Dante turned his head slowly. He was surprised to see a wolf standing there. Spontaneously, he stood up and hid behind Prince Xander. "My body is still weak. I'm not ready to fight," whispered Dante to Prince Xander. "Calm down. Don't worry. We won't fight. You should thank the wolf." Prince Xander answered, then walked towards the wolf. "Thank the wolf? For what? Don't scare me.

I hate leaving a story unfinished. Practically skipping over, I grab it, flipping through the pages with a smile. Before I can settle in, Dante pulls me into his lap as he sits down in the chair. His strong arms wrap around me, one hand sliding up my chest, fingers teasing my skin before firmly cupping my breast. I let out a small gasp, wiggling in his grip, feeling the tension already building between us. “Read it out loud,” he whispers, his breath warm against my neck. “I want to hear you.”

Dante yells "Because I can. Last time I checked i'm single and I don't need to tell you where i'm going" I snap at him He stalks towards me and Charlie jumps in front of me and starts growling. Charlie backs up til he is standing between my legs growling loudly at Dante. Xavier looks shocked and I grin and pat Charlie's head. "Good boy" I tell him Xavier walks over and stands beside me and crosses his arms. "Leave" Xavier tells Dante

Spiced sandalwood, leather, a hint of smoke, masculine and devastating. She told herself not to notice the breadth of his chest beneath the fabric. Not to notice how his eyes, molten amber in the dim light, swept over her body slowly, deliberately, like he was memorizing every detail. “You came,” Dante said, his voice low, velvet threaded with steel. Amara forced a smile, letting her hips sway ever so slightly as she walked toward him. “I said I would. Surprised?” “Not surprised.” His lips curved. “Grateful.”