Deadpool X Reader Lemon Mga Nobela at Kwento

He took her hips in his palms and let her set the pace, only taking over when her legs started to fail. She flipped them, and he thrust into her, slow at first, then frantic. She clawed at his back and felt his control snap. He bit her shoulder, low and deep, where the Luna mark would live. She screamed, less in pain than in relief, as he finished inside her, the bond spiking hot and red through her blood. He didn’t stop, even as she shook and convulsed, didn’t let go until she’d come again, until all that remained was the taste of salt and the sound of their names in each other’s mouths. After, Xander gathered her up, the sheets a useless tangle. They lay tangled, spent, his lips at her nap

“Do you want to try the shooters? It’s better for blowing off steam.” I nodded, but even blasting of the guns couldn't erase the visions I was seeing.all i could see was Leon pulling out of Alex, cum dripping down those thighs, then bending him over the desk for round two, his face pressed to papers, ass up as Leon mounted him again, slower this time, grinding deep to savor the stretch. Fingers digging into hips, pulling him back onto every inch, Leon's breath hot on his neck as he whispered filthy commands. “Beg for it.” And Alex would, with his voice hoarse, pleading to be filled again, to feel that cock split him open.

Delilah shattered, screaming her soul-shredding orgasm into Damien's spasming cock, which hosed her throat with its own pent-up load, choking her in salty bliss. They collapsed in a panting, sweating, cum-covered tangle on the dungeon floor, limbs entwined, chests heaving, bodies twitching in aftershocks. Delilah licked cum from her lips, Damien's ass leaking Zeke's seed, Noni stroking spent cock lazily. Blissfully sated at last, minds quieted to a submissive haze, their needs fulfilled wildly, mercilessly.

“Xander, I swear to—“ “His throbbing cock traces her wet cunt, making her cry out—“ I scream his name louder, pushing my body to move. It doesn’t heed to my command and I’m still stuck in place, trying to push through a wall I cannot see. “Harder, Zade, harder.” He says in a high pitched voice, trying to mimic that of a woman’s. I would have laughed at how ridiculous he sounded if I wasn’t mortified. I could have sworn the words didn’t sound that dirty when I was reading them. “Take that dirty whore, cum all over your daddy’s cock?” Xander finishes with a note of question, he looks up and our eyes meet. There is amusement and something else in his. He closes the book and I let out a sigh of

Dean’s fingers twisted deeper in my ass, curling, stretching, while his other hand smacked my cheek again—hard, the sting shooting straight to my clit. “Come for us while you choke on priest cock,” Dean growled, free hand diving to my pussy, three fingers plunging deep alongside the ones in my ass. The double penetration wrecked me—holes stuffed, burning, perfect. I shattered—screaming around Elias, pussy and ass spasming, squirting hard over Dean’s hand. Elias roared, slamming deep and unloading—hot, thick ropes flooding my throat, pulsing endless as I swallowed greedily, milking him dry.

I grab my dick and stroke, feeling the precum leak onto my fingers. “Only if you beg for it,” Charlie replies, laughing before cutting off the link. “You heard our Luna,” I say to Xander. “Fuck me faster!” “Yes, sir,” Xander replies, smacking my ass before gripping my hips and using his amazing strength to drive himself in and out of me faster and faster. Feeling him power into me, his balls slapping against my own, urged my hand on my dick to move faster. I only last a few minutes before I scream, “Xander! Fuck, babe! I’m gonna cum!”

Content Warning Dear Readers, Starting from this chapter, the story delves into darker and more intense themes that may not be suitable for all audiences. This includes explicit sexual content, BDSM dynamics, strong language, graphic violence, blood, references to drug use, emotional manipulation, and other mature or potentially triggering material. Please proceed with caution and take care of your mental and emotional well-being. Reader discretion is strongly advised. This story is intended for a mature audience (18+) and explores complex relationships and emotions within a fictional context.

The basement reeked of cum, sweat, blood—floors sticky, bodies bruised and scratched. By dawn, light filtering through a small window, the brothers lay spent in a heap. Alive, barely, muscles aching, skin marked like battle scars. Lira lounged among them, tail idly stroking Alex's cock, keeping it half-hard. 'You called me, but now you're mine forever,' she whispered, claws tracing a gentle line down Ben's chest. The book lay forgotten, pages fluttering in a breeze. As the sun rose higher, a spark ignited in their eyes—the torment was addictive, a high like no other. They knew they'd summon her again, paying the price with body and soul.

Slowly I read the letter. “Leo, I'm sorry for leaving without speaking to you. I just don't want you to get hurt when you're with me. To me you are everything. If we can meet again, I hope we can see those flowers bloom together. Thank you for loving me. Thank you for always being there for me. I will always remember you. Goodbye Leo. From Frey."

“Dripping for it.” Lena drops to her knees first, tongue flicking my clit in sharp, teasing laps. I moan loud—head falling back—hips bucking toward her mouth. Jax steps behind, fingers plunging into me—three at once—curling hard against my G-spot while Lena sucks my clit like she’s starving. The pierced guy feeds me his cock—slow at first, then deeper, gagging me until tears stream. “Swallow it all, baby. Earn that money.”