Dexter X Reader Novels & Stories

Thunder rumbled overhead, casting an intimate spell as she raised her dazed eyes to meet Dexter's desire darkened one. "You're so incredibly beautiful." Dexter said, his voice gruff. "I'll never be able to get enough of you." He murmured before resuming to kiss her. He continued to torture her with his fingers, till she was shaking and shuddering against him, her orgasm imminent. With a cry of his name, she arched off the wall, bucking against his fingers as the waves of pleasure crashed over her, drowning her.

Their complicated relationship, built on a foundation of manipulation and power dynamics, seems to fuel their connection, creating an unusual bond between them. Dexter rushes into the shower after stripping off his clothes, rubbing his body aggressively, pouring the body wash onto his skin in an attempt to rid himself of the scent he acquired from Rose. After spending nearly five minutes in the shower, he wraps a towel around his waist and steps out of the bathroom, only to be stunned by a familiar figure smiling in his direction. "A-Alexa..." he stutters, his voice filled with surprise and nervousness.

We kissed as he groped my breast, both of us moaning ecstatically. “So what is your next step?” He interrupted the flow of our tongues together. “Just kiss me. I need you to tame my heat, okay,” I begged “And I will, just let me in on your plan. You know you can't leave me in the blank,” “Ugh, okay,” I groaned and frowned at him “I will commence getting closer to him and when I do, I'll have the power I once had over him,” “Baby,” Dexter wrapped his hands around my waist and kissed me on the neck “You know that's not what we planned on from the start,” he said, his frolicking eyes changing cold.

Get on your knees,” he said finally, pulling back just enough to look at me, eyes dark. I stood there for a short moment. My heart beat fast. Part of me wanted to stop and think about what I was doing. Jax was in my life now. This thing with Damien was messy and wrong. But the heat in my body won. I wanted him too much. I dropped to my knees on the carpet. The floor felt rough under my skin. I reached up and opened his pants quickly. My hands pulled his dick out. It was already hard and heavy. I opened my mouth and took him in right away. I sucked him deep and wet. My lips wrapped tight around his thick shaft. Damien let out a loud groan. He put one hand in my hair and held on. “Fuck, that’s

“When would be better?” “Somewhere less likely to explode.” He almost answered. Then the chapel doors creaked open by themselves. Both weapons rose instantly. Inside, candlelight. A single line of candles burned near the altar. And Viktor stood there. Alive exactly as memory had described—tall, composed, older but untouched by fear. He smiled when they entered. “You came together. Predictable.” Sebastian’s weapon stayed fixed. “You talk too much for a dead man.” Viktor looked at Nyra.

He shuddered at the thought of the vampires, he had refused to believe that vampires still existed until he had seen Dracaryx and the others. The door to the room opened and Dracaryx walked in. Dante immediately went on his knees. Dracaryx walked up to him and patted his head. "Good boy." he praised him. "Thank you master" he answered. "Stand up" Dracaryx ordered him.

I flipped back, carefully examining the pages until I got back to the page that was titled: Xavier. ‘He looks so hot.’ I slipped my fingers in between the pages and closed the book; did I just hallucinate that? I opened it again, confirming it. ‘I want him to touch me, to fondle me in places no one has ever seen.’ A small groan escaped me when I felt blood rush into a certain part of my body. ‘His fingers tweak my nipples, and his tongue in my mouth.’ I snapped the book shut, because right now, my head are filled so many indecent thoughts, and I could visualize doing all these things to her.

“I am. But I need a coffee after that. She exhausted the hell out of me.” Dexter suddenly smirked, clearly amused. I did not know he could have emotions on his face. “I’ll ask my brother to fetch you one. What’s your favorite flavor?” “Hmm. Caramel macchiato. Thank you,” I said, before walking toward Alex’s office. “May I ask who that woman is in Alexander’s life?” I curiously asked as I felt him following me from behind. “Someone not important, ma’am. Boss Astley tried acting on a commercial before, and they became partners on set.” Dexter explained what I think he knows.

“I promise to be good to you baby” And fuck if he didn’t keep his promise. The feral man in the bathroom becomes so gentle I’m almost sure they’ve changed the man on top of me. He kisses me slowly and takes his time kneading and kissing my breasts. His cock continues to slide between my folds slowly. The wetness between my thighs so much I’m sure the bed is damp. “Fuck Julian, pleaseeeee” I whimper incapable of taking the torture anymore. “Please what Lexis?” He asks as he dives his fingers into my clot and I become a mess. “Tell me exactly what you want”

I challenged him with a sinister smile. He shifted gears again, but I noticed how his hand was sliding down the gear stick-- closer to my knee. "Is that a challenge Ms Leir? " He growled in a undoubtedly sexy tone, and his hand finally made contact with my bare knee through the ripped jeans, sending sparks through my body. "Only if you want it to be, Detective Deckor," I whispered in a strained voice as my body blazed on fire. A light flashed through his eyes as his hand trailed higher. Slowly. Slowly.