Dean Winchester X Male Reader Novels & Stories

Sighing, Dean let his shoulders sag a bit and crossed his arms on his chest, muttering under his breath, “What do you want from me, Donovan?” Settling a half-filled glass of vodka on the table between them both, Landon took a sip of his drink and began to speak again, “What are your plans right now, Dean? What does your heart so desperately crave?” “To put a fucking bullet in the left side of Elijah Maxwell's chest, and gosh, I wish I can walk into that courtroom with a gun and just penetrate his heart with every single bullet in it!” Dean hissed as he clenched his fists tightly.

For one, more men should read romance novels because they can serve as instruction manuals for relationships. – Nikki Demarco Looking at JD as he hovered over her, Dean couldn’t help the laughter that escaped her. “First, I’m a virgin, I really don’t know what I want.” “I volunteer as tribute.” He began to kiss a trail down her neck to her breasts. “I know you like this.” She gasped as his mouth latched onto her nipple and her back arched in pleasure. “Second, I don’t think the other seaman would appreciate you reading spicy books.”

“But I doubt that you had to be fucked the way that I was to get a few answers from filthy men who were as old as my father. I doubt that you had to endure looking them in the eye and smiling before you knew that they were brutally killed the second you walked out, and I doubt that you were fucking trained, against your damn will, to take down ten men without blinking, knowing that they had fucking guns while you could barely use your broken arms.” I closed my eyes as tears brimmed my vision before she walked out of the room. My heart raced and my chest ached as a sob broke from her lips. Dean looked at me for a second, studying my expression before excusing himself as he got up from the cou

Maybe over time, I can get the Dean to actually like me for more than co-worker. Wait. The Dean is a widower. and his partner was a woman, not a man. Does that mean that he is straight? As the image of the Dean and his smiling face pops into my mind, I can’t help but smile. Regardless of the answer to his sexual preference, I’m going to take baby steps and enjoy the process. Speaking of enjoying the process, I can’t wait to see the Dean’s smiling face when he eats my food. For right now, that will be enough for me. I will worry about the rest of it later.

Kyle laughs out. I go to turn to go inside because I can not watch this. We just had sex a few hours ago and now he is making out with another girl. As I turn around I run into a man built like a brick wall. Bracing myself I place my palms flat on a bare rock hard chest. I feel the smooth soft skin covering toned define muscles. "I'm so sorry. I wasn't looking where I was going." "No problem gorgeous. I'm Dean. I don't think I've met you before." His voice is so sexy and my breath catches in my throat ask large hands settle on my hips.

Dean proceeded to unlocking the chains and once all four of them were free, he shifted into his large Wolf then led the way out of the dungeons but he was over taken by his dad and uncle when they scented their mates. By the time he and Kaden came out of the dungeons, Both Liam and Ryan were lying on the grass with their respective mates, kissing and sucking each other's faces almost even mating. "Dad, uncle please stop, we don't want to see what you do in your private moments." Dean said through the link, turning his Wolf body the other way giving them some privacy but the couples didn't stop, it's like he encouraged them to continue. "Guys stop! You have plenty of time to do that after the

Dean asked as he was hesitant to sit with his young madam. "Okay." Arien agreed. Dean walked up to the second floor and opened the door of Devian's room. Devian stood there in his casuals looking at a file. "Director, miss Jenner is calling you." Dean stood straight and spoke with utmost respect. "Dean, register this by tomorrow." Devian passed the file he was holding to Dean. Then he walked out. Dean opened the folder and his eyes widened. "A marriage certificate?" He exclaimed. "I'll be sandwiched between them it seems." He said nodding his head helplessly. Then he followed Devian downstairs.

As his eyes trailed my skin, lingering on my pushed up cleavage, I could see his expression darkening, the same hunger clouding his features that I had seen many times before in his bedroom. “You have no fucking idea.” He replied through the mind-link, causing a savage blush to stain my cheeks. I was suddenly hyper aware that my body had already started to respond to him, my pussy throbbing as I noticed the way he gripped the edge of the bar as though it was all that stopped him from jumping over it to get to me. “This is good fucking rum.” Dean said, completely oblivious to the sexual tension building inches from where he sat, as he inspected his now empty glass.

Jenna watched them nervously as they stared each other down, electricity crackling between them. Dean took another step into the room until he was almost touching Alex’s naked body with his clothed one. His eyes raked over Alex’s flushed skin and labored breathing before flicking back up to meet his gaze. “I’m not being a dick,” he said silkily, not breaking eye contact with Alex. “Just asserting my rights.” Jenna didn’t know what to make of that cryptic statement, and she could see that Alex looked just as confused as she. “What rights?” he asked bluntly, not backing down from Dean’s intense stare.

He called Dr dean as he forgot to ask if they could start having proper sex when they visited the hospital. "Sir Damien is something wrong?".. Dean asked because they left his place this morning. "Not really, I was just thinking maybe I should ask if its OK for us to start having proper sex?" Damien ask without being a little bit ashame or shy. "Ah. that I supposed to have tell you that, you can start having proper sex but at least once in a week, I will send you some picture of styles you can do to help her too" Dr Dean said. "alright thanks'.. Damien hung up After few second a notification popped out, it was a picture of a cartoon man and a pregnant woman in an intimate position. Damien sm