Novel & Cerita Highschool Dxd X Male Reader

(This chapter and the next few Chapters will be smut, dear readers if you ain't comfortable, please skip. Also note that this isn't incest. T for Thanks. I appreciate your reading, please drop a review plsss, it will go a long way helping this newbie author) Ciara’s POV “Are you okay, little moon?” Dax’s voice was low, and rough around the edges. He stood there dripping, towel forgotten in one hand, every inch of him carved from shadow and sin.

I propped myself up on my elbows, unwilling to miss the show. Each revealed body was a masterpiece of masculine perfection—Xander's massive frame covered in intricate pack tattoos, muscles rippling with every movement; Kane's leaner but no less powerful physique, the wolf tattoo on his chest seeming to move in the moonlight; and Dax, all coiled strength and barely contained energy, his arousal jutting proudly from a nest of dark curls. "Like what you see?" Dax smirked, catching me staring. "Yes," I admitted shamelessly, my gaze traveling from one magnificent male to another. "You're all so beautiful."

I mutter underneath my breath. Ronan laughs softly behind me, still in his white tank top and black sweats. Malachi is shirtless in white shorts. I am surrounded by three sex gods who are my brother’s best friends. It can’t get more scandalous than this. “What’re you reading?” I ask Jaxon. Without looking up, he lowers his glasses and peeks over them. “A book.” I roll my eyes. “Yes, a book on what?” He closes it and sets it down on the glass table beside him.

I smirked, "You're the weirdest man I have ever met. The most notorious Alpha wears Tarzan boxers and named his big thingie Marvin...what are you? 13?" He chuckles then gives me teasing smile, "You think I got a big dick?" I gasped sarcastically, "Did I say that? I meant small. Like really small. I thought I was rubbing my ass on a little sausage." Next thing I know, I am pinned under Xander's sexy body. His face is close to mine. "Say that again. I dare you." (This scene gets a little heated) I give him a playful smile, "You got a small di-" Xander smashes his lips into mine before I could finish my sentence.

The animal in him pinned her against the bathroom wall as he growled, “Don’t you dare, Lucy. I’m your mate. I’m the only one who can get you to cum, the only one who can get you to scream.” Lucianne studied his onyx eyes as she shook her head with a smile and muttered, “Indecent beast.” Without warning, his fingers plunged in through her hole again, and Lucianne gasped in shock. Her shock was soon replaced by pain and pleasure as Xandar’s fingers pulled in and out of her core. He kneaded her breasts, paying special attention to her swollen nipples. As he bent down to lick her left nipple, his hand below started gaining speed. His thumb massaged her clit, and Lucianne was already whimpering a

I realize and remind myself to breathe before my chest explodes. Dante steps forward and stands before Xander. Both men I notice are the same height, each over six foot, with broad shoulders, narrow waists and slender hips. But they couldn’t be more different in looks. Xander with his almost jet black hair all neatly brushed back, and icy blue eyes that go like molten when I have caught him looking at me lately.

Xander has a crush on his biggest competitor and potential partner, this is both good and bad because either he decides to hate her and ruin her life, making himself much worse than Hitler and Trump or he could fall in love with her, and the world would be restored to its former glory. Or he could lose everything including his dead father's trust and it was also good because maybe he can finally stop being a sexist and partially racist prick but right now, he could be heading in the right direction which is a good thing. Damien walks in with all the bags in his arms, so I decided to do more than just shop for shoes, I bought the entire mall and I mean that figuratively because Xander owns mo

With a power that trembles the earth, they crash, and I watch in fear as they drop to the ground, engaged in a horrific struggle. As I watch them battle, my heart thuds in my chest. Despite Xander's strength, Damian is unrelenting and acts out of sheer malice. Damian appears to have the advantage for a brief while, pinning Xander to the ground. I can't remain standing. Damian can't take anything away from me. Adrenaline surges through me as I speed toward them, leaping into the fray. I seize Damian by the arm and use all of my effort to pull him away from Xander. He turns to face me and snarls in surprise

her reply blasting back pissed, us laughing our asses off as he read it aloud, "Fuck you, Jax!" Then spin to Kael, Ryker asking, "Truth, ever jacked off to mate bond fantasies?" Kael blinked, "Dude, personal, pass," drink, Jaxon hooting, "Kael's pure, saving himself!" My turn, Jaxon on me, "Dare or truth?" Dare, he said, "Let me give you a wet willy," sticking his finger in my ear gross, me shoving him off yelling, "Ew, fag!".

The point where hate breaks into something else. Then Dante’s smirk flickered back, sharp and cold. He withdrew his hand. “Don’t get the wrong idea. I just don’t want my sparring partner bleeding out too soon.” He left without another word. Aiden sat in the silence, his body trembling with something he refused to name. Hate wasn’t supposed to feel like this.