Frank Castle X Reader Novels & Stories

I break off, flushing with heat. His eyes darken. "Sex scene?" My throat tightens, making it impossible to swallow. "I was going to say it." He leans back, resting his hands behind his head. "I suppose your right, but don't you ever read it and want them to just get to it already, that it's obvious they want each other." "Didn't know you read romance." My accusatory tone makes him smile. The thought of Hale laying in his bed with this particular book open, reading through the graphic scene makes my toes curl.

Then he pushes his cock even deeper and we both moan like animals I know this dark romance can destroy everything. It is very bad. It is disgusting. It is the worst kind of sin. But every time his thick cock slides into my wet cunt, every time he slaps my ass and calls me his dirty stepdaughter whore, every time his hot cum leaks out of me later while I sit with my family, I feel more alive than ever. The age gap, the taboo, the constant risk of getting caught — it all makes the pleasure so much stronger and dirtier

She laughed and said, “Never once. Kieran is and always has been a one woman man. He waited to find me and had been to several blood moon balls, in search of his mate.” I continued reading the pack history and asking questions as they came up. I was completely immersed in reading about the warrior bloodlines and didn’t hear Frankie come in. He leaned over my shoulder and said “Do you know how sexy you look, when you’re completely lost in what you’re reading?” His voice was low and husky not only pulling me out of the book, but stirring a need within. I looked up and smiled, “Hello, My Alpha. Did you have a good day today?”

Bodies just laid on the ground, courtesy of Xavier. I can't seem to understand what this man is made up of. The way he moves and his actions sometimes makes me wonder if he's human at all. “So what next?” I ask curiously. We're finally out of the castle, and I can even hear Canan and Theresa having a heated fight. “We're just going to wait here and hope that she walks out through those doors.” Meanwhile, Ralph hasn't uttered a word since. He has just been mute and stuck in his head.

“It’s not attraction. It’s friction.” Cassandra grinned. “Attraction, friction whatever you want to call it, it’s still more than a spark between you two. And once a fire gets going –” “No, no, no,” Chastity said with wide eyes. “Nothing is going on and it never will be going on.” Cassandra raised one brown brow at her. Chastity nervously took a sip of her dirty martini. “You want to order a snack?”

said Raven, puzzled by Sally's words. "Don't tell me you don't know?" Sally asked with a horrified expression on her face. "Know what?" Asked Raven, frowning at her as an uncomfortable feeling settled in the pit of her stomach. "Frank isn't into women. He's been having a serious relationship with Stanley Browning, another batchmate of ours, for the last three years. They live together and are the hottest g*y couple in our entire campus, " said Sally. Raven's mouth hung open at what she just heard. Frank was into men? No wonder he was never interested in her. Then why was he marrying her?

I squealed excitedly, happy that the social torture wouldn't be metted out on me. "She won't. Besides, she'd be too upset to do anything for the school. You're our only hope!" Gatlin countered. "Ashley will accept to do it. Chaining her up in that cabin has already gotten her upset and she'll need somewhere to vent her anger. She'd hsppily take the offer…" I trailed off when I noticed what he was reading. "Isn't that a book about witches?" "It is." "Then why are you reading it?" "Because it's high time Cassie takes back control of her body."

Her heart pounded in her chest, a rhythmic drumbeat echoing through her ears. Anna's breath hitched as she felt his fingers trace the curve of her spine, sending shivers of anticipation skittering across her skin. She gasped as he cupped her @ss, his thumbs brushing the sensitive skin of her inner thighs. He leaned in, his breath hot on her ear as he whispered, "Read the book, Anna. Read it while I fvck you." She reached out, her fingers brushing the hard cover of the book. "The witch's heart is a secret," She tried to focus on the words, but her mind was a chaotic as Xandros' fingers ghosted over her clit. A shudder ran down her body.

“Hey… about what you saw earlier.” She jumped, clutching the book to her chest. “I—I didn’t see anything. I swear. I won’t tell anyone.” I smiled softly and stepped even closer, backing her gently against the shelves. “Relax. Professor Harlan and I… we have an understanding. But I saw how you looked at us. You didn’t run away because you were scared. You ran because it turned you on, didn’t it?” Her cheeks burned brighter. She shook her head quickly. “No… that’s not… I’m not—”

Eleanor said. We hugged as Cassie went into the kitchen, probably to get glasses. As usual, we were at Cassie's house. It would have been my apartment but I haven't moved yet and she's the only one with the best neighborhood. “Is there something like enough dick?” I asked. “Now you're just indirectly bragging,” Frankie said from the couch, “but I understand. When you find a worthy dick, keeping it a secret from your friend is a sin.” “So according to Frankie, I can ask for a turn right?” Cassie teased.