Draken X Reader Novels & Stories

What the hell! "Shut up," she whisper-yelled. She then lowered her gaze, her eyes were wide with fright... To say that this whole situation was hot was an understatement. Katerina Drackon, the vampire hunter who I found extremely attractive was disguised as a boy and beating up vampires at and illegal underground fight! That was beyond ATTRACTIVE. Good girl is actually not all that good. Immediately I felt my plan of getting her to hate me slowly slip away. And the thought of grabbing her and placing my lips on hers making an appearance.

Helena watched in awe as Sebastian moved with incredible speed and agility, dodging the feral vampire's attacks and striking back with precision. "Drake," the feral vampire cried out. "Why are you fighting alongside that hunter? Join me, and we shall feast on her together." Helena stared at Sebastian in shock. "Why did he call you Drake?" she asked. Sebastian hesitated for a moment before turning to her. "I didn't want to tell you earlier, but Drake was my former name. I changed it after I became a vampire." Helena felt a mix of emotions – confusion, betrayal, and a sense of loss. She had thought that Sebastian was her ally, but now she wasn't sure what to think.

**Xavier's POV** Day 2 "Alpha Xavier, what do you really have in mind about this mate of yours? And how do you plan to prove her innocence? I mean, what if she's lying to you?" "There's no way the moon goddess would send me a liar for a mate." "You're so confident about her. Does this mean you've fallen deeply for her?" "What are you talking about, Drake?" I asked with a raised brow. "I mean I've never seen you help anyone before. Over the years, the only thing you've ever been interested in was killing the vampires. But now, I'm really surprised to see that you have something else you want to fight for."

At the question in Alex’s eyes, I nodded, a silent agreement that sent a fresh thrill through me. Jack withdrew slowly, his eyes never leaving mine, his hand lingering at my entrance as if to claim me fully. Alex took his place, his cock thick and ready, pressing against my slick folds. He slid in, filling me completely; his strokes were deliberate, each one hitting a spot inside me that made me cry out. Jack's hand moved to my breasts, playing with my nipples as Alex thrust into me.

So far, in the walls of Drakor’s pack house, I had felt safe but all that came crashing down as I stared at Drake’s grinning face. “OMG, Maya, it is you!” He exclaimed as he jogged towards me and pulled me into a bear hug. Drake had always had the energy of a golden retriever. “You’ve been MIA from the club and all the nasty rumours that's been flying ‘round the pack had me worried.” He pulled back and held onto my shoulders to give me a once-over then pulled me back into the smothering hug and went on before I could protest. “I came over to see my sister, she’s mated to a member of Drakor and I looked over here and spotted you, imagine the surprise. Everyo—.”

All she wanted now was to be naked with them. As if Dux had heard her thoughts, he pulled back, his eyes fierce and bright. She watched as he lowered his boxers to the floor, kicked them away. She’d barely taken in his amazing length and girth, barely registered just how fucking gorgeous he was with all those tight, tattooed muscles, when behind her, she heard a rustle of material. When she glanced over her shoulder, there stood Drake, naked and just as massive and beautiful, with the same salt-and-pepper chest hair, the same strong collarbone.

I burst into their apartment and came to a hard stop. In the living room, Cairh Moirant's family was seated amongst others and right there in the middle was Cairh, holding onto the hand of the beautiful redhead female next to him, Anya. My heart stopped. Anya? She was nearly pack royalty... her father was Beta to the recently deceased Pack Alpha. I stared at their entwined hands as I stepped forward, my chest hurting so much it felt like my heart was bleeding itself out of my body. "Cairh... what is going on?" My voice shook despite my resolve to remain strong.

“That was the agreement.” “Agreements,” he said the word like it was a joke. “They are fragile little things. Easily breakable and replaceable.” His eyes gleamed with glee as he continued. “You talk of love, Kael, but love is a chain. I have no use for chains.” “She’s not yours,” I snapped. “She’ll never be yours.” Draken’s grin widened, predatory and cruel. “And yet she came to me, didn’t she? Her soul crossed the veil, straight into my chamber. You felt it, didn’t you? The way the air shifted when she appeared.”

That was her undoing as she leaned in, sealing their lips together first this time, and Draven wasted no time in taking advantage as he stepped upon the table, parting her legs as his throat dried with hunger. And before she could understand what he was doing, a hot trace of his fingers down her folds set her insides on fire. She watched with wide eyes as she took her juices and licked them off his hands. “Please, do something…and call me Xana," she pleaded as Tarrin unsheathed himself and plunged it into her entrance, causing her body to arch in response to the pleasure, one that broke her apart and built her up again. “Oh Xana, fuck…” he groaned. “I’ll never get enough of you.”