Disney Princesses X Male Reader Novels & Stories

Prince Xander shook his head. "Let's do it quickly, dear. Sorry, I couldn't help myself," replied Prince Xander as he took off his clothes. He began to squeeze Princess Alleta's chest. Princess Alleta surrendered. With a standing position, Prince Xander began to play his fingers on the lower part of Princess Alleta's stomach. Princess Alleta groaned in pleasure. The bottom was already very wet. She turned around and crouched on her bed. Prince Xander immediately pressed his body against Princess Alleta's body. His hips were between Princess Alleta's legs while her hands were still squeezing Princess Alleta's chest from behind.

In the kitchen, he connected every suspicious thing about her, leaving the milk to boil. From the start, Duri's ring fit her fingers. The power her hand had when she shoved him. Leaving him bleeding to death. The morning when she woke normally after the night, her heart skipped a beat, and now the tears were sparkling with a blush-red color. Everything hinted to him to conclude her identity was a dragon princess. After making coffee, he came upstairs, seemingly baffled. "Your coffee," he said faintly, putting that cup on the table near her. She put back the pencil and grabbed the coffee cup. Yet she chose to be deaf, being focused on her skill.

It was a connection that transcended the physical, a bond forged in the crucible of shared fate. She leaned into his warmth, allowing herself for a moment to succumb to the comfort he offered. The harshness of her life had forced her to become a creature of instinct and survival, her emotions carefully guarded, her heart a fortress. But Kael seemed to possess an innate ability to bypass her defenses, to touch the core of her being. He saw the princess, the woman, beneath the hardened exterior, and his acceptance of her, his unwavering belief in their shared destiny, was a revelation. It was a stark contrast to the suspicion and fear that had become her constant companions since her exile.

I just couldn't control my mouth when I was severely annoyed by something. "It is not only their fault," princess chimed. "Those cheap males like the attention and whatever those careless females could give them. Both sides below are on fault. No one is a saint there." I agreed. If he had shooed them away then they couldn't defy him to watch him. All the men are the same. Perverts.

What was a book like this doing in his mother's collection? Hesitantly, he read on. It was an erotica, but unlike any he’d skimmed before. This one was relentless, visceral. It followed two main characters: a cruel, hedonistic prince and a cunning commoner who clawed her way to power by becoming his fiancée. The narrative was a twisted dance, first painting her as the ambitious heroine, then pivoting to dissect the prince’s depravities with a clinical, almost sympathetic eye. Just as it dared you to understand him, it revealed the commoner’s ultimate betrayal, transforming her into the story's true villainess.

He was a Prince, but apart from his wolf smell which he seemed to have gotten used to, he liked the feel of his soft skin against his fingers, even the sound of his voice was more than enough to turn him on. If not that they had both somehow passed out, he knew that he would have definitely gone all the way. Moreover, the thought of doing it with a werewolf excited Geran. “What do you…” “I want us to finish what we started,” but Geran had just spoken when he looked up to see Darun scoff and chuckle at him almost at the same time. “We’re both men are you crazy?” Drain asked slowly coming to the conclusion that the prince in front of them was slightly mad.

He said in a low voice, more to himself than to me, but it still got me all giddy. “You're that Russian lost princess, aren't you? I've not seen you before. Where have you been? Rumors don't do your beauty Justice.” So he knew me. He said I'm beautiful! “Around?” I said, tired of the boring question. “I see. Well, princess. This game is a dangerous game, and I don't see you winning it at all, so why bother?” Asshole. The butterflies in my stomach immediately screeched to a halt. I clicked my teeth.

“The MacCraes are a powerful pack. You think they’ll just let you walk away with their precious princess? Even if you are her mate, they’ll kill you for what you’ve done.” “I don’t need your advice,” I said

But later, when she was sleeping, he would steal it and have a look at him. He wiped his eyes again and looked back at the book. And for the nth time, he read through it again. 'Hello diary, I am glad that I am here today. I met the best man in my life. I was about to give up with life, but he has made me live once again. He is nice, handsome man, everyone's dream. And you know what? He is the son of the king of werewolves, he will soon be the king. His best wish is to remain the king, to guard what that has been for his family. He values this a lot. And, he is a great leader too. I want to do everything to make sure he achieves that.

he explained. I rolled my eyes. "Maybe I don't even want this life. It is not too late to let me go back to the human realm, and you find a perfect bride for yourself. I mean, it is not an entirely bad idea if you..." "I cannot ignore the fact that you are pregnant with my child. I can't turn a blind eye to that, and besides, it is wrong for a royal heir to be born out of wedlock," he interrupted. I sighed. "No one wants me here, not even you, and also, the alpha king doesn't want you to get married to me. he doesn't like the fact that i am a male.''