Novel & Cerita Eltingville Club X Reader

Matt maneuvering it so that I always have a view of Elle, who is talking off to the side with Damon and some unhappy looking council members. I slide my gaze back to his crystal blue eyes, and Jesus Christ are they beautiful, and they make me weak in the knees. “We will,” I promise. “Elle is planning something, isn’t she?” his voice lowers as he brings me closer. My body pressed against his chest, making it hard to concentrate on what he was saying. “Why would you say that?” I laugh through a cough, looking anywhere but him. “I am a gamma too, remember?” he chuckles softly, while his thumb caresses my lower back, making tremble. “I know what an alpha preparing for battle looks like.”

“Speak.” Elias cleared his throat. “She arrived in Silverveil six years ago with her mother, Mira. They moved into an old cottage on the eastern edge of the territory. Elara works as a healer’s assistant at the local clinic. Quiet life. No romantic partners on record until recently—a doctor named Marcus Reed has been pursuing her. They had a date this past weekend.” Ronan growled audibly. The sound echoed my own rising fury. “And the boy?” I asked, voice dangerously calm.

"Please, Eli... I can't do this. Y—You're my beta. And- best friend to my brothers. What will they say when they find—" "Shh... Do you not want this? Me... and you... You're mine, Brie. I know you're smart. You've been taught what will happen when a girl finds her mate. We belong together. And neither Xavier nor Alexander can do a damn thing about it. You. Are. Mine... All mine." Eli's eyes darken as he whispers over my lips and presses a kiss. I can feel his bulge poke my leg, making my eyes widen. My breath becomes hitched and gets caught in my throat. My heart is beating out of my chest so fast that I can practically hear it in my ear, thumping, making tension grow inside me.

I shifted in my heels, feeling discomfort under the unfamiliar man's slimy scrutiny. He didn't bother to hide the dark lust that simmered and consumed the greens in his orbs. "This is Ellie," Lorenzo said, his hand moving to rest on my hip in a gesture that was unmistakably possessive. "Elijah's sister. She's also a member of the Black Rose now." Something shifted in Vincent's expression. His eyes became hungrier, more calculating, as they traveled slowly down my body and back up. I felt like livestock being appraised at auction.

Elias whispered as he flipped me over, pinned my hands on my back and rammed his cock in my hole. Pleasure shooting up my body like fireworks, and I couldn't wipe the silly grin off my face. **** Thank you so much for getting this far and reading this book to the end. I'm sure Elias and Lucian loved you too as much as you loved them. I really appreciate every one of you sticking to the end. Thank you.

Devouring her in rapid, rough, and sensual kisses, my lips marked hers, tongue thrust in as we deepened the kiss, both breathless but too needy to stop. My phone buzzed, snapping me from my moment of arousal. I broke the kiss with a low groan. Quite pissed, or maybe regretful, she ducked against my chest, her arms now beside her. After sin comes regret. It was a text from Lorenzo. ‘I guess you made a smart choice, brother. We have what Saint Clair cherishes the most; his precious daughter… Elara.’

The sound of her own heartbeat clashed with the sound of skin meeting skin in the sweltering room. The pleasure reached its peak, radiating from her core to her toes. Elara clawed at the marble, her back arching as she reached her breaking point. Simultaneously, Xavier let out a low groan, releasing his fury deep inside her, claiming territory that legally did not belong to him. Xavier remained still for a few seconds, his heavy breath hot against Elara’s sweaty back. He slowly withdrew, straightening his clothes with a terrifying calmness, as if he had just finished a routine office task.

He didn’t have any family problems; he should’ve been back at Caveat City! Did he come back for her? Were they a couple? She called him a friend, but were they really? Immediately, I put a tight leash on that train of thought. Now was not the time. “Adam and I were at the same club and we saw you dancing with Kellin,” Elara said, her expression suddenly turning serious. “We weren’t going to bother you, but then we realized something was wrong. You looked pretty drunk, draped all over him and barely moving your feet. We thought you had a bit too much.”

I can’t see what they’re doing, but I’ve seen enough p**n to know that he is fingering the woman I came to declare my love for. She wraps her arms around his neck and hugs him. He towers over Ellie, so her face rests against his muscular chest, even though she’s standing on tiptoes. Her legs tremble. I see her face contorting with pleasure, mouth open, eyes half-closed. He withdraws his fingers. Ellie lowers herself again, standing on her feet now. She looks up at him. I can only imagine the expression on her face. He holds up his hand near her face. Two fingers are slick and shiny. I notice – my gut twisting in agony – that each of his fingers is thicker than two of mine. Ellie opens her mo

Chapter 11: The Wolf in the Fold ​POV: Elias ​The club was a sensory assault of strobe lights and bass that vibrated in my teeth. I stood at the edge of the VIP lounge, watching the "Elite" crumble. Chloe looked like she was a second away from a breakdown, and Jax looked like he was ready to commit a felony. ​I didn't run. I didn't even flinch when Jax’s fingers dug into the fabric of Chloe’s dress, his knuckles white with a possessive rage. Instead, I stepped into the light, my hands open and my face a mask of absolute calm.