Eminem X Reader Novels & Stories

They parked on a small quaint-looking street, just off the main strip. The sign over the restaurant read MORENO'S. She felt her stomach tighten and wondered if his parents or brothers would be there. What was he thinking? This was too soon. She wasn't ready for it, but she didn't want to hurt his feelings.

THE ROOFTOP POOL AT 3AM Marcus lay back on the wide lounger and pulled Lena on top of him. She straddled his hips and sank down onto his cock, taking him inside her wet pussy in one smooth motion. A low groan escaped both of them. Marcus filled her differently than Victor, thicker at the base, pressing against her walls in new ways. She started riding him, rolling her hips in a steady rhythm. Victor knelt beside them, watching closely. He reached out and teased Lena's clit with his fingers while she moved on Marcus. His other hand cupped one of her breasts, pinching the hard nipple lightly. Lena's head fell back, her dark hair sticking to her sweaty shoulders.

--- The Tension Peaks Aria’s hand hovered over the access panel. Cassian whispered, “Stay focused. One wrong move—” “I know,” she interrupted, her voice tight. --- The First Strike The door clicked. Aria entered first. Inside… empty. Except for a single laptop left on the desk. Connected. Live. --- The Decisive Moment She approached slowly. Every nerve taut. The screen revealed files marked sensitive, strategic, and immediate. And then she saw it. A message:

My throat is hoarse, my body aching and pussy ruined like I took them both at the same time, but it only makes me need them again. Jax rises from the chair, stroking his cock, precum beading at the crown. I pull myself up and bend over across the table, my ass in the air. “You listen very well, princess.” Emerson teases, knowing I don’t listen to a thing my mom says. He comes behind me, with Jax in front of me. “Open up, Heaven.” He orders, “Let daddy use your pretty little mouth.”

The roar of the crowd faded behind them as Riven dragged Elowen through a narrow side door into the club’s dimly lit back corridors. His grip on her wrist was firm but not bruising yet. Blood still streaked his knuckles and chest, making the hard lines of his tattooed torso look even more savage under the flickering bulbs. Elowen’s heart raced, her bare feet stumbling to keep up with his long strides. The tiny shorts were soaked between her thighs now, her arousal impossible to ignore after the public humiliation and the sight of him destroying Jaxor Veyl.

It was as if it was something calculated as Emma walked into Rodrigo's bedroom. She wanted to meet them doing something intimate, but alas, she suddenly pushed the door open and before her stood Rodrigo in a white towel tied around his waist. His tall figure and muscular torso was enough food for her eyes. Emma was dazed at how cute and glittering white his body was. She looked down at his long straight legs which were also hairy. She felt a lump on her throat. This guy was as handsome in his body as he was on his face. She can't help but feel her heartbeat increase.

She is only mine. Xx____xX

—said Kat looking at Xander. —I know we haven't had much contact, sorry communication, we are not the best of friends, but it would be possible for me to write you and call you from time to time,— said Xander looking at me. — Xander said, looking at me. The truth is that I have always liked Xander, but he is a womanizer of the worst. I wanted to be the first horned wolf of the pack. Still, I don't deny that he looked tender, asking me this and also a little nervous. Still, I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of realizing that I loved him. It had to be an exciting and difficult one.

~ R Ryder reads the words, his breath hitching in his throat. The memory hits him like a physical weight—the steam of the shower stall fogging up the mirrors, the slick, wet sound of skin slapping against skin, and the way Adrian’s fingers dug bruisingly into his back while he fucked him against the tiled wall. It had been raw, frantic, the best sex of his life. He shifts his hips, his cock already half-hard and straining against the fabric of his sweatpants just thinking about the professor’s thick body.