Donatello X Reader Novels & Stories

I laughed loudly, noticing that her white skin had a very noticeable redness from the slaps of the guards earlier. Oh, I'll leave a slap too. "Satya!" Rena buried a bite in mine. Damn bitch! I tugged on her clitoris. Rena's scream aroused me even more in her mouth, stiffening, strengthening the veins twitching on the surface. "You want this?" I can boast a little, can show the newly reacted dragon. Massaging its, wiggling its to slap Rena's cheeks in turn. Rena scowled, but in a slow motion she got up from her melting position.

“You’re not a whore. You’re wonderful and you’re mine. What do you want to do about Donatello?” “I want him gone,” I replied, “he’s controlled my whole life.” Cesare started playing with the nipple of my other breast again. I whimpered and mewled, like a kitten that was being petted in just the right spot. “Oh, I like those sounds that you make. I’ve dreamed about them, you know?”

“I have told you what to do and you are expected to carry it out.” “Yes, boss.” Marcello said and turned to go. When he was out of the door, Donatello looked down at his hand and sighed. It was still bleeding, but he did not mind. As he walked towards his table, he heard the door open. “What the fuck do you want this time?” he yelled as he turned. “Nothing much, just you.” a feminine voice answered When Don caught sight of the person, his hand quickly went to his back, but it was too late, she had already seen it.

] Then I turned off my phone and slept, dreamlessly, all night. (Donatello's POV) Donatello hadn't slept in forty-eight hours. Every report from his men was the same. Nothing. His phone pinged. It was the document from Chloe. Donatello had never been this nervous, not even when facing down his most ruthless enemies. He'd expected accusations, anger. But all he saw were two cold lines: "Didn't read it." "Leave me alone. You're bothering me." Donatello froze. The ten thousand words he had agonized over all night, writing and deleting, over and over again.

he said, his tone hardening for a second as he grew protective “therefore, as my mate, I don’t think that you’re expecting me to share you…” “Dante, can you please help me with the zipper?” I asked, walking out of Dante’s room. Dante’s eyes widened in surprise and taking sight of Leonardo who was standing in front of Dante as the two men spoke. Dante cleared his throat as he looked at me, and shaking his head, Leonardo smirked at his mate’s reaction. “You look…” Dante said, taking a step toward me as he went to stand behind me “fucking gorgeous”

Right on cue, a pair of hard palms slid from my back to my boobs. Without warning, he pulled both teats earning a gasp I couldn’t stop. “That’s more like it.” Mr brown haired said with a cocky smile. “Strip her already, I can’t wait to see what’s underneath.” Mr green eyes said, not masking the lust glistening from his eyes. My chest felt like it would rip open at any second with the way my heart pounded against it. What was more exciting? The fact I was about to live out my long yearned fantasy… or the fact that it was with strangers that didn’t bother with names.

Flashback: “He did what?” Donatello asked, his eyes hardening as he processed what I just told him. I knew for fact that Donatello loved Valeria more than just a sister. Though he did deny it, and I knew that he would never come forth to say that he loved her since she had her mate, but I knew that the last thing he wanted for her was to be in pain.

Shit I should have controlled myself. Elena: No Xavier I understand..And now my temperature decreased so it's totally okay..And Don't Worry about the writer her readers and her friends are there for her..(Wow tried something new.. How is it)..And kept his mouth on her nipple.. Now continue I am turned on.. While Xavier smiled mischievously and again started sucking her nipple.. Elena's hands were roaming all over his chest feeling his abs.. She then slowly started unbuttoning his shirt..He looked at her face and raised his eyebrows..She smiled naughtily.. Pulled him and bit his chin..

"Let's make a confession each, and see who's worse." "You-You..." Donatello backed away anxiously. And I was faster. My hand reached out and before he could hide, I fisted his hair pulled him closer and pressed the sharp edge of the candle holder I picked near the Altar. "I-I what, Donatello?" I chuckled pressing the sharp edge deeper into his neck. "Oh, these," I leaned down till I looked into his nasty dust-brown eyes. "Yes, they can see very clearly." I could feel him breathing heavily.

My clit throbbed with every heartbeat “Isn’t this what you wanted, Muna?” His voice stayed calm, almost gentle, but the words cut deep. “You have fantasized about me so much you couldn’t help giving yourself pleasure on my bed. I bet you were thinking of me the whole time, pumping those fingers in and out of your pussy. I saw how wet you were. I saw how your body shook when you looked up and saw me standing there. I saw how hard your nipples were, begging for attention, begging for my mouth” He pried my arms away from my chest and pinned them lightly above my head with one hand “I told you I came here to sin. And that is exactly what I’m going to do. I’m going to use you however I want while