Garou X Reader Novels & Stories

Elara gasped in total surrender. With one powerful, merciless thrust, Xavier buried himself completely inside her. Elara’s eyes widened, her breath hitched as the suffocating yet exquisite fullness hit her. Xavier gave her no time to adapt. He immediately moved with a wild, primitive rhythm. Every thrust felt like a proclamation of power. He wasn't just touching her body; he seemed to want to possess her soul, erasing every trace of Maximilian from her being. Elara cried out as Xavier accelerated the pace, every hit reaching the deepest point that made her lose all sanity.

When he stepped away a little, Harlow’s eyes immediately looked down at his crotch, which was bulging and straining against his sweat pants. Gore gave her a large wolfish grin. “Like what you see?" His eyes flashed, a sign that the beast was close to the surface. "You need to put that away, or something." Harlow point down. Gore's smile widened. “There is only one place I would like to put it, In Y-O-U." Gore advanced on her again. His tongue invaded her mouth. When they broke apart, Harlow was left panting, and her mind reeling.

Hot and thick come flooded my pussy marking me from the inside. He kept thrusting through it, slow and deliberate, like he wanted every drop to stay where it belonged. I loved it. The way he fucked me senseless, like he’d been starving for me as long as I’d fantasized about him. We stayed locked together for some moments, breathing ragged with the smell of sex and old books hanging in the air. My body felt deliciously used and sore in the best way. Dr. Marcus finally pulled out, cum leaking from my inner thighs.

Trigger Warning: This chapter contains mature content and sexual scenes. Please read at your own risk. ~~~ The moment Reina and Alexandre walked out of the mansion, Xavier, who had been looking after her retreating figure, his expression darkened into a venomous glare as he turned to one of the bodyguards standing nearby and said, “Tell the men to get ready; I'm going out.” “Yes, boss,” the bodyguard said as he walked out of the mansion to go and fulfill his boss' request.

"So be it, my little she-wolf," Garrett growled. To Lily's surprise, Garrett spun her around and pinned her against the shower's glass wall. In the sun-lit bathroom, their bodies intertwined, and Garrett's calloused hand traced a path down the woman's slender side. With a gentle yet firm grip on her hip, he pulled her closer, their bodies fitting together seamlessly. In the heat of the moment, their bodies intertwined, their desires reaching a fever pitch. As their passion intensified, his once soft touch grew firm and eager, pressing against her with a sense of urgency.

“Cum for me.” My climax washed over me in waves, my body arching as I gripped his hand like an anchor. He slammed into me nonstop until, with a guttural roar, he buried himself deep one final time and spilled into me, holding me close as our trembling bodies fused, lost in the same storm of passion.

“Uh huh, I’m glad I finally got to meet the hunk of all hunks that got my cousin dicmatized.” Goldman burst out laughing. Nick choked on his beer. He could feel his face turning red as he was coughing. The sheriff was speechless for a moment. “Cousin? You’re Jodi’s and Jackie’s cousin?” “That’s right. I’m Gabriella Garvey,” she said proudly. “How are you cousins?” Goldman asked. “Their dad and my dad we’re twin brothers – identical, just like Jodi and Jackie,” she said sweetly. “Well, I’ll be damn, Goldman. You got yourself a Garvey girl,” Nick teased and chuckled.