Front Man X Reader Novels & Stories

He lifted up her chin up slowly, making sure she saw the devilish smirk on his face. “But I’m not greedy, you may have a glimpse of it.” He gripped her head hard, pulling it closer to his groin. He pressed her head hard against it, rubbing the side of her face on it. “You feel it huh?” Xander groaned. Athlea’s face continued to rub against it, feeling every texture as it hardened. Xander’s soft groans hit her ears, releasing little wetness in her pants. Her hands gripped his thighs, maintaining her balance as her face continued to press hard against him.

With Xander I never know. “ I-I read your stupid contract and lemme tell you something.” I avoided his gaze and continued, “ I’m not one of your hoes. I do not intend on just giving myself to anyone. There has to be a connection there first.” I feel his eyes boring holes in my head as I look away from him. He puts his finger under my chin and lifts my face to meet him.

My heart was thumping and racing like it was in a marathon race as I got wet in between my thighs. Xander broke the kiss and whispered the sweetest thing I had ever heard in my entire life. "Let's head over to my pack house. In the Alpha's chamber. There I will make you mine FOREVER... " The End.

It was worth a try, Xenia thought. Jane ushered Xenia out of the bathroom and back into the room, and Xenia stopped in her tracks. Mason was reading a book in the little nook by the window. Shirtless. He stretched with a yawn, and Xenia couldn't help but notice how his taut muscles moved with each stretch. The soft glow from the bedside lamp made his dark skin look smooth and immaculate. He looked up and caught Xenia staring, and a slow smile spread across his face. Xenia looked away in embarrassment.

I turned my face away, embarrassed because of my asshole man. “Mind your own fucking business or I might tell Lidiya about your intensions for good this time”, Xander said as he stood in front of me. Lidiya? “Why are you so cold? I know I am handsome and better with ladies but I would never steal your lady”, the man said and patted Xander’s shoulder before approaching me with a warm hand. I took it and he leaned to kiss mine, my eyes widened. Is he sure he can do this in front of his demon friend?

She immediately looked away as her cheeks heated up. Xavier was holding a book in his hand as he read quietly in the corner. His face was the voice of any emotion even though the book he was reading was probably comedy. His thick brows were slightly furrowed, his lips pursed into a thin line and his beautiful brown hair was falling down on his forehead. She couldn't help but suddenly feel like a fangirl. He truly is perfect. Not only was he wealthy, but he's super duper rich, too. "Staring is mean, you know?" he suddenly said.

v👿 I thought coming here would make me closer to Jamal but now i want someone else and that’s Xander,oh gosh,he is so hot and am sure he is so good in bed. I just really want him to f*ck me senseless, Gianna always has the best things but this time i will surely take it from her. Alexander,You will be mine. T.B.C

As soon as I enter my back slammed with the door and my eyes connected with a furious-looking Xander, eyes darker than ever. "Mine" with the words he smashed his lips on mine. ************************* Hey guys here you go with another update. I hope you like it please don't forget to Vote Comment and Share. ... Enjoy reading..... 😊😊😊😊

I smirked, flipping it open to the first page, 'Snowbound Enemies: A Hate-Fuck Holiday'. Fuck, the title alone had my cock stirring in my sweatpants. As I started reading her words in my deep rumble, her hand casually drifted to my thigh, nails tracing lazy circles. "I stumbled through the blizzard... Jax Coulter, the smug bastard..." Her story poured out, rivals turned sex-enemies, stripping in the cold, brutal hate-fucks in the snow. The dirty banter leaped off the page. "Take it, you thieving bítch, my cock's owning this pússy!" My voice grew rougher with each line, dick thickening painfully against the fabric as I pictured it, her as that fiery Kingston, me as the dominant Coulter, pound