Dexter X Reader Novels & Stories

“It’s not like he doesn’t deserve it. For fuck’s sake he does but what of his mate. Apart from the pain of losing a mate, she will also feel his pains while Dexter kills him. Don’t you think that will be too much for her to handle.” Maxwell nodded. “We’ll just sedate her. She won’t feel any pain that way. And besides I’m sure Reid will block her from feeling his pains and if he doesn’t, we sedate her. He really needs to die by Dexter’s hands.” Dexter is a wolf but also half vampire who have lived for thousands of years in a cave just outside the intelligence pack. He is known to kill his prey without mercy and everyone trembled at the mention of his name. Even alphas.

There were only 5 werewolves who have human mates and the whole Harte had looked at them in disgust— I had looked at them in disgust and disgrace. Either way, I know I have to keep her as safe as I can because even though I don't approve of her right now, she will be of a better use later on. “Alpha Daxel, what is your order?” Morgan asked, standing with his shoulders squared. I shook my thoughts off and focused my attention on the matter at hand. “We will try it my way.”

My back arched like a cat as he took his first lick up my slit and settled to sucking, tongue pulsing on my clit. I bit my knuckle to keep from crying out and turned my head to the side. When I did, I saw Xavier standing beside the fireplace, taking a sip from a double of amber-colored liquid, staring intensely at my face. As he swallowed, he pointed a finger at me with the hand that held his glass and winked. His shirt had been unbuttoned, exposing his insanely cut abs and a trail of dark hair leading below the waistline of his pants. I tried to look away and back at James, grabbing his blonde locks and writhing my hips. He drove a finger into me, sucking on my clit. I shut my eyes until cu

My father growls under his breath, and Damien curses audibly. My mate steps forward, his eyes flashing gold before shifting back to brown. Behind him, an older, scarred man with a menacing presence smirks. “I hope this changes things, Alpha Dexter,” the man says, his tone mocking. “After all, we’re family now.” “This changes nothing!” my father growls, his pale blue eyes darkening to black as his wolf emerges. “What’s going on?” I ask, my gaze never leaving my mate. “He wants Dad to step down as Alpha,” Damien says, his voice tight. “To surrender the pack.”

"Mr. Damon, good evening. Would you like me to tell madam that yo-" Damon walked straight past her without looking at her or slowing down. The maid was left astonished, standing with the tray in her hands, her mouth half open, watching him cross the floor toward the inner sitting room. He found Dexter exactly where he expected to find him. Dexter was sprawled on one of the cream sofas, one leg thrown over the armrest. There was a glass of whiskey on the side table beside him. His phone was held up in front of his face. He was scrolling through something on social media, and every few seconds he laughed out loud at whatever he was watching, the satisfied laugh of a man who believed he had jus

Something about that alcohol made me feel stronger and in control, and soon, we were both walking out of the jacuzzi, our lips locked in a fierce kiss. We got to the bed, and Dexter didn’t jump into it. He was very detailed with his hands and tongue, like he has been doing this for years. The soft music and my soft moans made the air even more intense than it was. Dexter didn’t make me scream, but he made me cry; my legs were shaky, and I was grabbing the sheets, begging for more.

His hand cupped the side of my face, and he pressed his lips to mine, stealing my breath away. "Woah-ho-ho! I was gone for two minutes! Who is this pretty little thing? You've got the wrong brother, darling. My lips are over here." I jumped from the voice behind me in the doorway, turning suddenly and bumping my side into Dex's body as he wrapped his arms around me to steady me. He was almost an identical copy of Alec with fewer freckles and a scar splitting his right eyebrow. His lips were pulled up in a smile, and he licked them as he looked me over.

My terror on full display was the thrill he needed to achieve his climax. The mighty Alpha Austin, all covered in jewels, had finally spunked in his pants like a grubby teen and I had been wounded with silver. Panting, he rested his forehead on my shoulder, his lips close to the bare skin on my arm. “What is it Dex likes so much about you?” he panted, lifting his face to examine me with a look of disdain. My blood, still flowing in a small trail, had stained his lip where he had licked it from me.

My fingers tingle. “We are the most powerful, Sasha. We are the future of the pack. You were born to be mine. You are mine now. Sasha, won’t you be my mate?” My heart beats even faster. My body is alive with pleasure. “Drake, I like you. I like you a lot.” He frowns. “You don’t love me?” he asks. “I do, but I…” I don’t know what to say. But then suddenly the words just come out.