Dire Crowley X Reader Novels & Stories

I smirked, flipping it open to the first page, 'Snowbound Enemies: A Hate-Fuck Holiday'. Fuck, the title alone had my cock stirring in my sweatpants. As I started reading her words in my deep rumble, her hand casually drifted to my thigh, nails tracing lazy circles. "I stumbled through the blizzard... Jax Coulter, the smug bastard..." Her story poured out, rivals turned sex-enemies, stripping in the cold, brutal hate-fucks in the snow. The dirty banter leaped off the page. "Take it, you thieving bítch, my cock's owning this pússy!" My voice grew rougher with each line, dick thickening painfully against the fabric as I pictured it, her as that fiery Kingston, me as the dominant Coulter, pound

I dragged in a breath, typing in the floor number while tapping my knees anxiously on the ground. When the elevator dinged at the floor number. I counted down the room number, coming to a halt right in front of the room number at the end, where I shot the door open. Owen had his cock out and his trousers pulled down, an inch away from sliding that thing into my little princess. I saw red immediately when he flipped his head around, taking note of my presence. My eyes fell on Claire, who had her eyes shut, not shedding a tear when I shot at his thigh, painting the walls of the room crimson.

Dear Readers, From this point, i will continue writing the sequel of the book "The claim of his Claws.." in the same book series as "THE BETA'S CONQUEST.." In this sequel, a part of beta Lance's story will be highlighted after his abandoning of the pack. His struggles from the heartbreak and post traumatic stress disorder that he suffered after his beloved mate died. Will there be another chance for Lance or will he destroy everything coming in his ways? Will he be able to control his dark side or let it go and become a rogue Werewolf wandering in the world.

Thanks dad. Chloe’s dress was impossible to ignore, crimson red, low-cut back, her hair pinned up but a few strands loose, framing her face. Brian forced himself to look away, though it took effort. The gym looked deserted, but a massive vampire swung the door open for them. Behind the curtains, a hidden hallway buzzed with chatter. Fighters stood by the doors, some inside, waiting their turn. Chloe moved past them, her eyes locking with Hunter’s. He grinned, and she couldn’t help but smile back.

“Come on let's search around, we could find something for you while waiting to get your money back from the Crowthers” “I don't want to get back my money from them, they won't let me anyways" “You are just going to let it go as nothing happened? “I don't want to talk about it now, let's go!" Chloe dismissed the topic with a wave of her hand, then she pulls onto Claire and led her away. Meanwhile, Maddie barges into the ward where Mr. Crowther was being treated. Matilda was sitting close to him when Maddie saw them both together, she paused in her tracks thinking of sinister plans to trigger matilda.

Clara's pov I was still questioning myself as my fingers continued to brush across his warm length, heart pounding through my ears, but nevertheless, I persevered with the mantra that this was something completely professional. His groans that he tried and failed to hide where my biggest encouragements as I kept going, tension starting to wrap around my chest then he was trembling from his toes and i knew he was close so I started going faster and faster what came next was unexpected he used his hand grabbed my hair and buried himself down my throat I pushed forward until I touched the base of his length now placing my fingers on his hips as he continued to thrust back and forward.

enough to make you drip? “Let’s take this off,” he said, pulling down the zip of my dress. A cold breeze kissed my liberated back, transporting me again to that night. My roommate was on her knees, a man’s erection was in her mouth while her hand played with another man’s…… And kneeling before her was another man whose mouth was feasting on her bosom whilst his hands stroked his erection. “Oh my God!!!!” I screamed, my things tumbling to the floor. Their heads turned to my direction yet neither of them stopped their disgraceful engagements except my roommate whose mouth made a pop sound as she pulled away from the man’s erection.

Clara James POV “Is something wrong?” I wiped my smile fast. “No. Nothing.” He nodded and focused back on the road. I opened my phone and went back to one of my erotic novels. I read them in secret. No one knew. “Finally!” I screamed in excitement and joy. Finally, the hero fucked the heroine after all that suffering. Mr. Adrian Cole frowned and looked at me in confusion. “What happened?” He asked with concern, glancing at my phone.

I reached for it and opened the message. The sender was Crow. My heart immediately relaxed. Then I read the text. Crow: Sorry, babe... It's Chloe.

Kieran moved slightly to his right, half-shadow, half-coiled spring. I stayed where I was, hand still tingling from the relic case, bracelet hot and tight. “What position is that?” Daire asked. His voice was calm. Only the tightness at the corners of his mouth betrayed the strain. “One where I must decide,” Crowe replied, “if I treat you as a disgraced Alpha clinging to old wealth… or as a criminal hiding stolen pack assets.” A whisper of paper on paper drifted through the metal, like he was idly flipping pages while he talked.