Dottore X Reader Novels & Stories

Xavier’s mother had returned to his apartment to do laundry. After unbuttoning his shirt, Alice stepped aside. The doctor moved closer and leaned in. Tall and elegant, with sleek dark hair tied into a polished low bun, the doctor was beautiful. A little older, but definitely still a beauty. The doctor smiled at Xavier first. “Well,” she said smoothly. “Let’s check on our brave patient.” The doctor’s gloved hands pressed along Xavier’s chest—professional, but her gaze lingered. “Very good healing,” she murmured. “Your muscle density helps. Strong body.”

exclaimed the doctor, who was starting to struggle to hold Anna’s hands in place. Anna caught a brief twitch in Xavier's brow. Then the mattress beside her sank as he sat on the edge of the bed and gripped her shoulders firmly. “Be still, Anna. Don’t get in the doctor’s way.” “I know… this wound is nothing to you… But for me, it’s my first time, it hurts too much.” Xavier's grip on her shoulder slowly slackened. He leaned forward, erasing the remaining distance between them There was something resembling concern in his eyes, but Anna knew it wasn't empathy. It was the gaze of a predator satisfied with the sight of its prey. Anna felt bitter. Was the man now so pleased to see her suffering th

I rarely had cause to visit the clinic, and so all of the other times I’d been here recently coincided with Layla getting injured. When Xavier came in with my mate a moment later, all rumpled and bloodstained, the older, usually diminutive man simply punched some numbers into the sleek landline on his desk. “Get a room ready, now.” That was all he said before getting up out of his seat, and aside from a clipped ‘Follow me’ he didn’t say anything else. Layla’s room was ready even before we got there, and the Doctor asked Xavier to fill him in on everything that happened as he laid her out on the bed so he would inspect her.

now. X lowers his hand to my feet, putting my shoes back on. Then he stands up smiling and approaches my face: — Of nothing - says and then goes towards Filomena — As you wish. I turn towards the two of them, Filomena is almost having an orgasm just with the X massaging her shoulders. I look at the X and find it staring deep , as her hands explore Filomena’s back...arms... and hands. Then he turns the chair in his direction and I get up from mine, take my bag and leave the room.

The doctor had a wide grin on his face when he saw them. "Good morning doctor." Xavier greeted, and stretched his hands out to shake him. The doctor was holding a small edged needle in his hands. He stretched his hands to shake Xavier. As soon as their hands locked, he stung him, and Xavier quickly pulled away. "Damn it, what was that for? Do you hold needles while shaking people?" Xavier asked, holding his hand. "I'm sorry, it was a mistake, I forgot I had a needle with me." "Please be careful next time. Get me a wool to clean the blood off."

Warning: The chapter contains scenes of violence, murder, and blood and may not be suitable for all readers. If you are easily triggered by any of these subjects, it is recommended that you skip them and refrain from reading ahead for your mental health. (Read at your own risk.) ~~~ Reina looked up, her heart racing as she caught sight of Xavier in the rain. The rain poured down his body in sheets, cascading off his tousled hair and soaking his clothes as he held a Glock in his hand, the metal glinting ominously under the fleeting flashes of lightning.

His eyes had a fleeting emotion I could not read that quickly disappeared. Xander pressed his me closer to the shelves and leaned towards my ears to whisper. "I was curious where my little wifey disappeared to but who would have thought she was busy reading a historical dark novel about how a girl was fucked every night by a demon she summoned from hell." My eyes popped out when I heard about the contents of the book. Why the hell did Bertha recommend such a book to me? That girl set me up! "I heard the demon once tied her to the bed blindfolded and used a dagger to make her cum multiple times." Xander just had to add, but was that even possible?

My hand dropped from his face and I turned to leave then the door opened. A younger, handsome doctor entered the room. My eyes stayed fixed on him, my heart beating as I watched him adjust his glasses. Then he cleared his throat, breaking my out of my trance. “Hi, I'm Doctor Xavier.” His name sounded familiar. He extended his hand for a handshake and I paused, looking at him from head to toe. The hair was the same, the face structure, the voice and… Oh my God, they had the same eyes.

Raphael howled desperately. "Uh, wouldn't it be less traumatic if your friend is treated here?" Sensing that he had her attention, Xavier barreled on, "We have a very talented pack doctor whose mate is a dragon healer," his eyes flew to Jaxon, "Beta Vasquez, have someone wake Neville and Titan, please. Tell them we'll be arriving momentarily."

"Are you hideously disfigured? Insecure? Are you an infamous criminal? In the mafia?!" Xav froze for a second, then a low, quiet rumble of laughter escaped his chest. He took two steps closer to the couch, reached down, and gently pinched both of my cheeks, shaking them back and forth just enough to make me wince. "You read way too much fiction, Marissa," Xav murmured, a distinct trace of amusement lacing his deep voice as he let go of my face. "I am not a mob boss, nor am I on the run from the law."