Novel & Cerita Female X Male Reader

There will be scenes of BDSM dynamic between our Male Lead and Female Lead, so if you aren't into kink or it makes you uncomfortable, please do not read any further. I hope that you enjoy Alpha of the Dead. --Sydney

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:::

Around them were other females who ran their fingers through the male's body and masturbated at the sight before them. Those ladies were omegas touching the Alpha, her alpha, her mate. Every touch and sound drove her insane. Her wolf wanted blood. She could easily kill every woman in that room for even looking at her mate, but she couldn't. She couldn't do it because it was her punishment. In this world, her mate saw her as nothing but trash and enjoyed manipulating and playing psychological tricks on her. “You are losing concentration, Nicole. Watch me carefully. You need to watch and learn,” his arousal clouded voice laced with powerful command.

He reached down and scooped me up off the floor. The moment his skin touched mine, I let out a sound I didn't recognize—a needy, broken whimper. His arms were so strong, and his chest gave me a warmth I couldn't quite describe. I buried my face in the crook of his neck, inhaling the raw, unfiltered scent of his Alpha pheromones. It was like drinking water after a lifetime of thirst. "You're an Omega," he whispered against my hair. "And you’re in heat." "No," I sobbed, even as I clawed at his shoulders to get closer. "I'm a Beta. I've always been..."

Some sort of raunchy, sexy romance novel. "That is...Oh Goddess," I mutter, casting my gaze down to my feet. "Not my kind of read." Alexa called me a late bloomer. It isn't my fault I haven't met anyone who I've been sexually attracted to. I would always be told the wild stories of Alexa's endeavours with random guys, but I never really was that interested. I knew Malik was into the same thing, with different girls. If it's something that scares me in real life, then I'm not going to spend time reading about it.

He was savoring her, taking his time, letting the warm water and the night air heighten every sensation. Emma moaned softly, her head falling back as she met his rhythm. She rolled her hips in time with his, grinding down on his cock while the water splashed gently around her waist. Marcus leaned down and kissed her, deep and slow, his tongue sliding sensually against hers. The kiss matched the steady grinding of his cock, making everything feel connected and intimate. Emma kissed him back hungrily, her hands sliding over his broad shoulders and into his wet hair.

he offered as if that would help sweeten the pot so he could get his way. Which worked. Because…werewolf sex. “Done!” I said immediately and set the breakfast tray on my nightstand so I could jump onto the bed and crawl up next to him. Curling my legs up under me, I cuddled in close to read over his shoulder. “And go.” His eyes twinkled as he grinned at me, then he turned his attention to the e-reader and cleared his throat dramatically before he began to read aloud in a clear, masculine voice that carried the perfect mood and inflection for the scene.

It has been a waiting game, an impatient fighter would have crumbled by now, they would have fallen for their tricks. Not us, and not Jaxon’s warriors. He was right, he has sent me his best. They are patient, they do not question my authority…yet they aren’t afraid to make suggestions. Their stamina is on parr with my females, something that seemed to be of shock to them. My females prove time and time again they are the best of the best. The main difference is in the evening when the male’s loneliness affects them more than my females.

Noah told me the last time he was with her, she was reading a different book and the female lead was the witch while the male was the werewolf. Now she is reading a different book, where the male is a warlock and the female is a werewolf. Is she trying to personalized this story? “ Tell me what you love about the story? Can you narrate for me?” I rub my hand on her hair, she looks so excited as she balances properly in the bed. “ Can I tell you about it tomorrow? I’m sleepy and I can’t wait to sleep beside you.” She changes her mind, I can tell from the look on her face.

His grip on my hip bordering on painful. Oops. The big bad alpha was angry. “No, yes, I mean…” “Princess.” “I read, okay? As in romance with dark themes. This isn’t really that crazy. Now obviously that’s fiction, and this is reality, but… dub-con is one of my kinks.” “Dub-con?”