Edward Scissorhands X Reader Novels & Stories

The books here were faintly covered in dust. As he reached out to the top shelf, his eyes fell on a familiar thick black book lying on the floor. The Art Of The Body. Before he could stop himself, his eyes flicked up and locked with Scarlett. She didn't look away, but a deep blush gradually spread across her cheeks. That book brought back memories, and for a moment, he forgot the unspoken tension between them. He looked away finally and pulled out several dusty books from the shelf. Two were about old werewolves, one about vampires, and the last one was about witches.

After that, he took off his jacket and loosened his tie, then moved closer to Tiffany on the bed. Tiffany immediately moved backward because she was very scared. However, Edward quickly grabbed her chin so she couldn't move backward anymore. Tiffany immediately whimpered in pain and tried to remove Edward's hand from her chin. However, she would not be able to fight against her husband's power which was certainly stronger than herself. “Ah! Edward, let me go! It hurts! Forgive me.” Edward's left hand kept gripping Tiffany's chin firmly. While his right hand moved to take the scissors from the table next to the bed.

Well, thanks to the goddess that it is a hand fight. Edward removes his shirt as well, revealing a chest and abs that is so perfect. My body is not even half his own. Every muscle is clearly defined, and his skin is marked with dozens of scars - showing that he has been going for bottles all his life. He looks like a warrior god. How do I think I can even defeat him? We start to circle each other in the center of the arena. I am damn scared The crowd know that the comeback will be open soon and so there is quietness

Then I inched closer to Edward, who was still lying on his side with his back to me. My body was now right beside his. I could smell the faint scent of his shower gel, still warm on his skin. Slowly, I reached out and brushed my fingers lightly against his upper arm. Edward didn’t react. Gathering what little courage I had left, I let my hand slide higher, gently touching his shoulder. The thin fabric of his shirt felt warm beneath my palm. Suddenly, Edward flinched. His entire body went rigid. He whipped around and glared at me, eyes narrowing sharply with a mix of shock and clear displeasure.

He worked his hands underneath her and stroked her clitoris with his finger after shifting the panties aside. Edwina moaned as he intensified the stroke on her clit. She grabbed his shoulders with a loud gasp when his fingers found their way to her pussy. He kissed her deeply, both moaning into each other's mouths as he increased the movement of his finger. Edwina ran her hands through his hair, throwing her head to the back. Xander nibbled at her neck, making her moan loudly. Using his other hand to ease her butt forward towards him. He released his hardened dick from the confines of his trouser.

With trembling fingers, I opened his zip and pushed his trousers and brief down a little. His cock sprang free. It was long, very thick, and veiny. The head was dark and shining from precum. I gasped and took one step back. It was even bigger than I imagined Professor Hungs groaned and took an equal step towards me and made me wrap my hand around it. “That’s it babygirl. Feel how hard you make me” I snatched my hand back and held them against my chest “wait Prof. I don't think this is a good idea. I…"

Gradually, he advanced toward Stacy without answering her questions, causing her body to tense up and lean even more toward the door behind her. Edward bent in towards the nape of her neck, and inhaled deeply, savoring her intoxicating scent as if it were a potent drug, a craving he had suppressed for far too long. {Authors Note: Hello there my dear readers 👋 Thank you so much for reading up to this chapter. I'm overwhelmed with happiness to know you are loving this book cause you've gotten this far into it. You can check out my other book: Her Dilemma: Entangled With The Formidable Billionaires.

Men didn’t bend to scents and spells. A shadow fell over me. One of the hunters had broken through, his sword raised high. His face was smeared with black paint, his teeth bared in a cruel grin. “Got you,” he snarled. I froze. My legs wouldn’t move, my throat locked. All I could see was the glint of steel. But before the blade could fall, another struck it away. Edward. His roar was primal as he drove his sword through the hunter’s chest, blood spraying across the grass. He didn’t look at me, not even once, just turned and cut down another.

It suffocates her in and out, she does not know what to do. Edward proceeded in caressing Hailey's arms until his hand reached the bottom layer of Hailey's shirt. He's hesitating and looked at Hailey first. Their eyes met, both hunger and thirst that even a simple touch cannot fill in. Gasp after a gasp, Hailey's frail, and tempted body react to Edward's softest touch. From her arms to the lower part of her shirt, Edward's fingertips played with her waistline, touching its way to her stomach. At this point, the only thing that keeps Edward from crossing the line that he hates is to ask for her consent.

The bricks scraped against my bare skin, but the pain only added to the exquisite pleasure. Over Alex's shoulder, I watched the silver-haired man step out of the shadows, his eyes alight with lust as he approached, before reaching out, he touched Alex's shoulder, silently asking to join. Alex's eyes never left mine, but his hand reached back, taking the offered appendage, and with a twist of his wrist, he pulled the man closer.