Novel & Cerita Emma Frost X Male Reader

I have a feeling sober Amber would never dare to do such a thing, but more than anything, I’m surprised at the blood traveling to my groin. Woah. Easy there. Do not get hard...we don’t want to get a fucking boner just from having Amber stroke my T-shirt. What am I? Fourteen years old? I need to get a grip... I avert my eyes, mostly to find someone less attractive to stare at so I can prevent myself from growing any harder. I swear to god, it’s hard being a male... I sigh. “Most Lycans are ripped.” “As ripped as you?” Amber is currently busy squeezing my bicep, and goosebumps prickle over my skin. Jesus Christ. Is she trying to kill me?

Jan yielded at me. “Emma is a witch.” I babbled as I picked up my cup. I divulged from our last date together. I was watching Twilight: New Moon, and besides me was Frosty. Frosty was a handsome Samoyed young man. Emma and I adopted him from the Animal Shelter a few months after we got together. Frosty stays in my apartment with me because Emma is always traveling on business. Frosty is a snow-white little bud, with a cute little smile. The moment he met us, he made us his family.

Abigail said, "There may not be one in the entertainment industry, but there's one in real life..." Esther asked, "Who?" Abigail subconsciously glanced at Xander who was at the side. Xander definitely had a charming, breathtakingly handsome face. Esther disdainfully rolled her eyes. She said, "My brother is emotionless like a piece of wood. He's nowhere close to Sean Foden, the male lead in the comic. What's the point of having just a handsome face?"

But this was something I needed to do for myself—for once, I wanted to be selfish. Pushing open the door to Alfie's room, I froze at the sight before me. Despite my determination not to cry, tears streamed down my cheeks uncontrollably. As I stood there, stunned by the sight before me, my friend Emily—whom I always thought of as shy and reserved—was smiling at me with a mischievous glint in her eyes. It dawned on me then that Alfie must have confided in her about me being his mate. Alfie, his naked chest on display, lay atop Emily, their intimacy glaringly obvious. Despite the shock of seeing him like this, I couldn't deny the attraction I'd always felt towards him, even in this moment.

It took every nerve not to flinch at his false affection. "I shall pray for your recovery and healing," I whispered, aware of the two others men watching this interaction. "Til I return," Edmund said and then yanked my hands. As I let out a little gasps he suddenly planted his lips against my open mouth. He tasted of dark, sweet flowers. His medication swirled in my mouth as he invaded my space. I found myself numb, enduring an act of violence disguised as affection. This was his declaration to both Doctor Farrers and Fitz of his superiority, his ownership.

“So. Much. More.” “Jaxon…” He penetrated me, and my breath caught in my throat. My toes curled, my body trembled as he filled me up. “Ember, Fuck!” He buried his face in my neck and kissed it. “You feel amazing.” He moved slowly, deeply, deliberately. Every stroke was soft, gentle and made my tired body beg for more. I cried into his strong arms as they held me, my fingers digging into his back as he slowly picked up the pace. “Emberlyn, you’re mine.” His voice shook, like he was begging me desperately.

“We’ve got a job to do now, if you’re up to it. As much as we want each other right now, we’ve got people out there who don’t even know they’re counting on us to save them and protect them from Evil.” Emma knew he was sexually frustrated at the moment. The bulge in his pants wasn’t a banana and the tiny beads of sweat along his pursed lips told her she better step away. But the better part of valor won out as he nodded and leaned his forehead against hers. “To be continued, then, my love.” “To be continued, my angel,” she whispered sweetly and showed him what her promise held. When she released him, he sucked in a deep breath and let it out slowly, and then scrubbed his cheeks with his hands

Her feet were crossed behind her, moving from side to side as the rest of her body moved to whatever tune was playing in her mind. I found myself constantly distracted by her movements. The emails were going unanswered while she was reading one of those sex books she’d found in one of the rooms. One of my wolves enjoyed some kinky books, which I didn’t have a problem with Emma reading. Anything that got my woman hot and horny was only a benefit to me. Ethan's POV:::

Alaric, with his intense gaze and imposing figure, had emerged from the shadows of the apartment. The tension in the room was palpable as Emerald's bold move took center stage. Alaric, with his peaked cap shading his eyes and his well-defined muscles exposed from the waist up, stood poised between shadows and light. The scar on his chest added to his rugged allure, making him embody the very essence of a dramatic, atmospheric male protagonist. Ethan's confusion and anger were evident as he tried to comprehend the scene unfolding before him. The sight of Emerald, whom he once knew as reserved and distant, now passionately kissing another man, was a stark contrast to their past interactions. H

His thumb pressed hard into her nub, grinding it without mercy. Amber broke her own promise, she screamed his name as delicious waves of heat burned her body from the inside out. Her body spasms on the bed still earned her no mercy from his mouth. Grayson sucked on her opening, swallowing every last drop of her honey, feeling every last twitch and clenched of her pussy before he released her. Amber panted and turned to see Leo looking at her. But it wasn’t anger or hurt she saw on his handsome face, the wrinkles of his pillow still etched on his smooth cheek. He was bright eyed and offered her a smile.