Highschool Dxd X Male Reader Wattpad Novels & Stories

I told her. “So,” she was panting as I was continuing kissing her, “I was reading this one novel,” I groaned and kissed her lips in the hopes of shutting her up about her webnovels, “and in this world, males are the only ones who can shift.” “Sounds like a shit book,” I murmured and continued to kiss down her neck and to her breasts. “It’s,” her breath catched in her throat, “actually quite well done.” “Mmm,” I hummed as I continued to distract her while working my way down.

It made her want to puke on him. "Mate!" Dax called Wendy. She turned to look at his face. He was so close. Her heart pounded in her chest. "Do you want to taste me?" Dax asked, pulling his belt off. He freed his trousers and exposed his huge cọck. He was so shameless. Wendy's throat tightened. Her eyes widened at the sight of his huge cọck. Wendy knew that shifting in the Boston Pack was magical. They didn't need to undress to shift. This was the first time that she was getting to see a man's còck. So huge, veiny, and thick.

Trigger Warnings 18+ ONLY This collection contains explicit sexual content including: Graphic MM sex scenes BDSM dynamics Dubious consent Power exchange Rough sex Possessive/dominant behavior Strong language Reader discretion is strongly advised. A collection of stories about men who want more... Strangers in dark clubs, rivals who can't keep their hands off each other, alphas and Omegas bound by something older than either of them, two men who've been circling each other for years finally giving in. Every story stands alone. Every story burns differently. Some are quick and dirty, some take their time. Some are about the first time, and some are about the last

He leaned back against the counter, flipping the cover open. On the first page, written in bold, uneven handwriting, were the words: “A Secret Collection of Male Confessions.” Adam let out a quiet breath, a faint smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. “Confessions?” he murmured. “What kind of confessions…” He turned the page. The handwriting inside was rougher, heavier, different from one section to the next, like multiple voices trapped in ink. Different men. Different stories. His curiosity sharpened. He kept reading.

“Dane Wright. A beast. An unconfirmed sadist. A crazy psychopath. A numb, depraved bastard. He gives, but he takes, and he takes in a thousand folds. He's never fair. He never stops once he begins, and he can't tell any rights from wrongs once he gets pushed to his limits and acts before the right time. If you're here, it's because you're his new fixation, and he will only leave you ruined by the time he's done with you. He must've warned you, but you never listened. Ask him where his previous partners are.” It felt too tight, too hard to breathe. My lungs constricted. What was this about? Some self appreciation at the expense of others' ritual? “Where's Dakota?” I whispered against his hand

Fifty Shades of Grey. He remembered the time Rohan came to his house with this exact book, laughing like crazy because his stepdad had caught one of his stepsisters, only twelve years old, trying to read it. The man had lost it. To make things worse, Harry had read some of it out loud, and both Rohan and Skull had nearly passed out from laughing. And now here it was, in Daisy’s hands. Why in the world was sweet Daisy reading this nonsense? And worse… why did the thought turn him on? Jaxon dropped into the seat beside her and noticed how she tensed slightly. “You read this stuff?” he asked, managing to keep a straight face, though it was hard.

Jared, a 17-year-old boy, struggles with his forbidden desires for his stepmother, Elena. After a dinner where her presence overwhelms him, he retreats to his room, consumed by fantasies of her. Using lube, he masturbates while imagining Elena in explicit scenarios. ********************************* Jared’s heart pounded as he shut the door to his room, the weight of the evening’s dinner still lingering in his mind. His stepmother, Elena, had been there, her presence a constant, intoxicating distraction.

Rico moaned openly, pushing back against the Warden’s fingers. Darius was next. The big man groaned as Marcus stroked his heavy cock while fingering his pleasure pot, getting him rock hard and leaking under the spray. Then it was Jax’s turn. Marcus stepped behind him, the heat of his body cutting through the water. Strong, soapy hands roamed Jax’s chest, tweaking his nipples until they hardened, then sliding lower to grip his thickening cock. “Still full of my cum, pretty boy?” he asked loud enough for the others to hear.

We had shared the bed with a female in the past, but not once had we taken her like this and I am glad we can tell her that this was a first for us as well. “Are you okay, Little One?” Daxton asks, and when she nods at his question, if she is okay, I want to continue making love to her, but I get a mind-link from Preston. I walk into the bathroom to find my Brother and our Mate in the shower, but I think a bomb could go off without them noticing. Daxton is sitting on a small seat build into the showerwall and Dallas is riding his cock hard. Watching them go at it brings my cock back to live, even though I thought it would take me a few hours to be ready again.

Feel something other than soul crushing pain. Xander pounding my dripping pussy, Xander stroking his cock. Len using my mouth like a fleshlight. For some time, no one spoke. Then Xavier opened his big, fat mouth, shattering my moment of peace. "See, Xander? She loves being the family whore. She may have her favourite, but she's sucking that dick real hard. Isn't she, Uncle Len?" Xander hollered, licking his lips as he watched drool lick down onto my cleavage. "Time to free those tits," he said, letting go of his dick to unhook my bra.