Diluc X Reader Novels & Stories

I lifted my chin, refusing to let him intimidate me, and made my way toward the bar. “Whiskey, neat,” I said, my voice steady even as my pulse raced. “You surprise me,” came a low voice beside me. I turned, and there he was. Luca Del Vicchio, his gaze sharp, his lips curving into the faintest smirk. “I get that a lot,” I replied, forcing a smile that I hoped looked effortless. “What brings you here tonight?” His tone was casual, but there was an edge to it, like he was testing me. I lifted my glass, meeting his eyes. “Charity, of course. Isn’t that what we’re all here for?”

He licked her right up to her asshole and rimmed her with his tongue. "Oh fuck!" Aurelia cried out sharply, her hazel eyes turning hazy with lust. She swallowed lustfully at the hard-on in her face. Heavens! She wanted his cock slapping her face. As Aurelia trusted more in his hands holding her up as if she weighed nothing, she removed her hands from his legs and rubbed her hand over his bulge. "Dio." Lucian groaned into her pussy, burying his face into her entirely and getting his face wet with her juices.

I always thought he was heartless, and his change in attitude was confusing me more than I liked. “How are you feeling?” He asked. Surprisingly, the pain was almost gone. I still felt like I had been shot, but it was manageable. “I’m doing well, Nic. How long have I been out?” “Two days.” “You haven’t showered in two days. Those are clothes from our wedding.” “I couldn’t leave your side. I had to make sure you were feeling better. I should have protected you, and I failed at that.” Serena cleared her throat. She was married to Nero, Nico’s youngest brother. Nico was the eldest of the DeLuca brothers, followed by Adrian, who passed away, Enzo, the enforcer, and Nero, the New York King.

Was I that easy to read? “Mehnn…I love sluts.” That was Cinnamon. “Someone, get the blindfold.” Brown ordered before stroking my face and whispering “I don’t need your hands, your mouth will do. Do you understand?” I nodded. “But don’t worry, I will,” Green added. As if in a trance, I took my gaze to his erection and I couldn’t look away.” It was long and curvy….absolute perfection. I practically drooling until everything went dark….fuck blindfolds.

I opened my mouth to ask again but he dropped a finger on my lips, telling me to keep quiet. “I just wanted to talk to you. Tell you I love you and I'm so sorry, please Lucia" he pleaded again and I rolled my eyes at him. He hadn't thought about all this until he was so close to losing me? I wouldn't fall for any of it and it didn't matter if he begged forever, I wouldn't go back. I rolled my eyes again, “Nothing can happen again Mario. It's done and over. I'm engaged to Rhein now, he's a king and I can't just decide to leave him, it's not possible and you know that" I said.

He caught scraps of it in the corridors, in the gym, in the garage where cars gleamed under fluorescent light. “He’s slipping.” “Alpha doesn’t lose control like that.” “Maybe he’s weaker than we thought.” The words slid under his skin, hot and bitter. Dante smirked, mocked, barked orders sharper than usual—but every whisper cut deep. And worst of all, Lucien watched with cold eyes, saying nothing. Which meant he was waiting. Waiting for Dante to prove himself. Waiting for him to fail. Dante poured himself harder into training, into strategy, into anything that would drown out the roar in his head. But at night, when the house was quiet, he still tasted the kiss.

"My mate..." Delilah whispered against Lucian's ear. Her hands glided over Lucian's broad shoulders, tracing the contours of his muscular chest. With a swift movement, she tore open his shirt, revealing his distinctive marking. As her fingers delicately traced the intricate patterns, each touch ignited a spark, illuminating his marking like a radiant fleck of sunlight. Delilah locked eyes with Lucian, a seductive gaze that sent a shiver down his spine, and a titillating smirk that fueled his longing.

My fingers, still clumsy and trembling, moved down his abdomen until they brushed the base of his manhood. “If you go any lower, you're going to drive me crazy, baby,” Dilan growled, and the sound was a lash of pure need that vibrated in the humid air. I opened my eyes wide, stopping the movement of my hands as the water blinded me for a second. “Are you serious?” I asked, my voice barely a whisper. “Of course I am! Don't you understand how crazy you make me? Damn it, I'm controlling myself so I don't take you right here!” he exclaimed, clenching his teeth so hard that his jaw stood out like a rock.

Firstly how to get inside the club (This is where Xain comes in) Get his attention # Santo De Luca the biggest player in the whole of America# Get called to his floor Have sex with him Collect 100 grand Save Sophie Chances of success 98% Chances of failure 2%" I said it exactly how I wrote it down "Wow you really have everything down" Xain collected the paper from me "Yes I do so let's get down to phase 1 Shall we"

Hunter. "Fuck me." Lucia fixed her eyes on mine, the water streaming down her face and her chest heaving hard enough to make her tits bounce. “I want you to fuck me, Hunter” she continued, her voice raw and shaking with pure need. “Fuck me so hard I forget everything except you. I want to feel you tomorrow with every step I take.” I grinned like she’d just handed me the world on a silver platter. “With fucking pleasure.” Grabbing her ass with both hands, I lifted her right off the floor in one swift motion. She wrapped her legs around my waist instantly and her arms tight around my neck, digging her nails into my skin hard enough to sting.