Embry Call X Reader 소설 & 이야기

"They know who did this!" That grabs his attention and his wild black eyes snap to Camille. He looks at her with so much venom, I have to obstruct her from his view. "Then they can help from outside my territory." The Demon's Call - Coming soon! 😊

she whispered, her voice quavering like a fragile leaf in the wind. Chloe blinked in confusion, searching Ember’s frantic gaze. “Who, Ember, who?” “The alpha,” Ember insisted, her voice quaking with conviction. “He’s watching Isla. He wants her. I saw it.” Chloe instinctively wrapped her arms around Ember, trying to anchor her with the warmth of her embrace. “It was just a dream,” she said softly, though the words tasted like ashes in her mouth, heavy and bitter.

--- Emma’s POV By afternoon, I was reviewing sketches in the studio when the baby kicked again. Harder this time. I gasped slightly and placed my hand over the movement. “Okay, little warrior,” I whispered. “Message received.” Xander stepped in just then, holding two smoothies. “You okay?” “Baby’s kicking. Feels like they’re training to be a dancer.” He walked over and knelt beside me, placing his hand beside mine. The kick happened again, and I saw it—the softness in his eyes, the silent awe. “Still feels surreal,” he whispered.

Long fingers, pale, elegant, with calluses from turning pages, not scrolling X. My eyes dart down. Oh. My. God. There’s a bulge in my pants. Not, like, a subtle one either. I’m packing, and it’s not a metaphor. “No way,” I whisper, my voice low, smooth, and definitely not mine. It’s like velvet wrapped in frost, Cillian Veyne’s voice. I’m in his body. I’m in Thorns of Desire. My fangirl heart does a backflip, but my brain’s screaming, What the actual fuck?!

Her breasts were perfect; full and perky, her nipples were already tight and begging for attention. I wrapped my lips around one and started sucking gently, then harder. I flickered my tongue over the stiff peak. Riley arched off the bed with a loud and broken gasp, her fingers threading through my hair. “Emma… oh God…” Hearing her moan like that made me so fucking wet that I could feel my panties soaking. I gave her other nipple the same treatment, biting down softly while my hand slid down her toned stomach. I unbuttoned her shorts and dragged them down alongside her panties in one motion. She kicked them off, now completely naked under me.

Emily memorized the warmth in Elena’s voice carefully before speaking again. “The number I’m calling from won’t stay active, It’s untraceable.” She gave Elena the burner number slowly. “Memorize it. Don’t save it anywhere.” Elena repeated the number softly. “If you need me,” Emily continued, “send a message first. I’ll contact you afterward.” “Emily…” Something in Elena’s tone made Emily pause. “Come home,” Elena whispered softly. Emily’s fingers tightened slightly around the phone. “I can’t. Not yet.”

And then I realized, these are the names that I call him in my mind. "Xander?" I asked finally remembering the name. "Yeah that. No one has ever called that. It's unique and I like it." He said before coming closer to me and kissing my cheeks. "I would like to hear more of it." He said seductively in my ears before rushing out of the door as if his pants were on fire. Wait, what the hell did just happened? 'Our mate like the name you called him. He kissed us.' Carla said jumping around like a happy chicken.

My heart feels like it'll burst out. Again, I walked away from him to distance myself. He frowned when I turned around to look at him. "Are you really not going to stop? Can you please stay away from me? Don't act that we're so close and stop touching me!" I yelled. "Why? Tell me! For God's sake Emily! Why can't you tell me?" He's also getting mad. "Because starting tomorrow I'll be dating Xander. So you shouldn't be touching me freely. And if it went well, I might become his fiance." I said. I just hope he wouldn't sense that I'm lying.

“Hi Ash, is that right? She says as she looks down at her notes. “Yes, that’s what I prefer to be called, how are you?” I reach out and take her hand and give it a firm shake. “I’m good. My name is Erica, What bring you in today?” I guess she just wants to jump right in and bypass the small talk. That’s what I’m here for might as well not waste time. “Anxiety, that’s why I’m here. I’m getting debilitating panic attacks”. I give her the main reason for my visit while still controlling the situation.