Female X Male Reader Novels & Stories

“Goddess, why can’t men fuck like this in real life?” I peeked down at the cover and recognized the book as one of the Reverse Harem’s I’d given her. This particular one was about a coven of dragon shifters—as if that wasn’t the most fantastical thing I’d ever heard of. “You haven’t been with anyone like that?” “Oh, heaven’s no.” She scoffed, fanning herself with a manicured hand. “The most I’ve ever gotten from the men around here was some dirty talk and a smack or two on the ass. This—this feral, unhinged sex is exactly what I need.”

They fucked like animals. His hands were everywhere. Her nails clawed his chest. The circle around them fell silent, save for the moans and the slap of skin. Amara didn’t care who watched. In fact, the thought of being seen made her wetter. "Look at you," Rome panted, biting her shoulder. "Fucking me in front of all your friends." She whimpered. "You like this?" "Yes," she gasped. "God, yes." Another voice from the dark: "Let me touch her."

“They're really getting it in here!” Guests occupied every bed with various shades of brown limbs and bodies, twisted into every sexual position. The sounds were like p**n. Couples of varying combinations were in their own world. Although no one was really looking at me, I felt like I was being watched as I observed them. This was what me and Nathan liked to do. To watch. To get so turned on that we had to fuck the desire out of each other. I shouldn’t do this alone. I should be here with him.

Renna Sex with Xavier was like nothing I could have imagined. Not that I had anything to compare it to, but the undeniable pull between us only grew with each touch, kiss, and taste. Despite, the pain of him being inside of me, I couldn’t deny the overwhelming pleasure I took from it. It was as if he was designed for me and my body. Being my mate, I guess he was. It also helped that hands down he was the sexist man I had ever seen. Since he marked me, it’s like every nerve in my body was in tune with his. I felt to ripples of his pleasure through the bond which only increased mine.

On the screen, my male lead is currently pinning a woman against a wall. Of course he is. He always is! Even my characters get more action than me! Who would even believe Alessia Bellandi famous author is a twenty four year old virgin who writes dark erotica romance. With the way my characters and MMC’s are all Dominant, Controlling men who take, fuck and claim as cruelly as their mind works you would think have got some wild experiences under my belt. Because best believe the best part of my works isn’t just the storylines, it’s the sex, the possessive and obsessive traits of my male leads..

Kai said. ** Note To The Readers- You can check out Kai’s story in “My Dragon Mate” which is a bxb (boy loves boy) novel and Jax’s story in “I’m His Mate, Not His Choice” which is a bxg (boy loves girl) novel. You can read them if you are interested to know more for curiosity sake. However, not reading them will not disturb the flow of this story. So keep reading and enjoy ! **

Hello All You Beautiful People! I hope you've enjoyed the Xena-Axel chemistry so far. I just wanted to drop by and thank you all for reading my books. Also, just a gentle reminder, it is fictional romance and 'mej written by women' at the end of the day. I need to include a few bumps and flaws to ensure the plot and character development is interesting enough to keep you all hooked. I hope you have liked the book so far and continue to enjoy it further.

Because the pace he picked up next should be illegal. I almost feel my bones shatter. Nails dig into the sheet, eyes roll back, and mouth drools from staying open. The pleasûre strikes too hard, I curse. “By the stars… I'm going to pass out,” I cry out. So, this how it feels. It's no wonder females don't mind having a male take them lîterally anywhere. It's no wonder they have this naûghty look with unintelligent words slipping out their tongue.

“Do you want me to tell you about my mermaid?” “First, explain why you read books when your friend is visiting.” “Because we both like reading? What kind of question is that? You read constantly. You should understand.” “I read when I’m alone.” “That’s only half the fun. She reads really filthy books about bikers and mafia bosses, and I read historical romances full of ball gowns and elaborate courtship rituals. Then we read each other the best passages.” She was getting animated now, hands moving as she talked. “So Daphne ’s contributions are like ‘Jax and Teague ripped my clothes off and we had this insane threesome and I came five times,’ and mine are full-page descriptions of flowers blo

The first time I heard his voice on TV, every word from his mouth curled like claws around my throat. But what would someone like him want with someone like me? Would he even glance twice if we crossed paths in the darkened halls of the city? And if by some twisted fate we collided... I mean if our scents tangled in the air, would he ever choose a filthy Omega? Would he claim me? And would he want to be with a fellow male? I’m just a castaway. An Omega with no wolf. No home. No power. And with all that, my body betrays me at the thought of him. I’ve whimpered in the dark, imagining his growl at my neck and his hand gripping my throat as I stroke myself with my slick fingers.