Karlach X Reader Novels & Stories

she said, making my heart break more than it already is. Not her too. She can't be doing this. " or, oh did your stepfather break it" she said mockingly, my eyes widened, she took it too far. " Did I hit a nerf" she said smirking, I blinked once, twice. I could not believe my ears. NO, NO, No!!!!! my eyes sting, my heart aching, I felt sick, like I am about to faint. How cruel would my life get? Ignore Karima!! she doesn't deserve this, my subconcious told me;

Carle texted Layla that he wanted to get something and asked her not to worry if she didn't find him at the suite. After Layla replied positively, he left with the lady whose name was Lorena. They ended up in her lodging, which was a suite as well. As soon as the door was locked, the lady took out Carle's dick from his underwear and dropped to her knees. "Thanks for accepting the offer," she grinned as she stroked his cock. He didn't respond to her, but she wasn't discouraged. She took him into her mouth and began bobbing her head repeatedly while maintaining eye contact with him, but there seemed to be no sensual expression other than his cock hardening.

Kayla The kiss was becoming intense, as the seconds rolled by, I could feel myself slowly sinking into his touches. Lara wasn't helping matters, if anything, she wanted to take control of my body. Hell no way was I going to allow that. Lara was sure to cause chaos. Axton's finger trailing down my thighs forced my eyes open. Gosh, I still can't believe I actually closed my eyes while kissing someone I claimed to hate. He was just a touch away from my center when I gave him a push off my body. “What was that for?” I shot at him. “Do you go around kissing anyone and every woman you come across?”

The stranger from the Moon bar was there to turn my world upside down. Alpha Carlos stood at the center of the room, radiating power like a force of nature. Tall, broad shoulders, lean yet muscular figure, with sharp, calculating emerald eyes that seemed to pierce through me, were the highlight of his domineering personality. His plump lips curled up in a devilish smirk as he spoke. “So, Alpha Xander is your husband, Harley!” The hint of amusement in Carlos’s tone sent shivers down my spine, replaying the scene of my promise to him. One glance at his face refreshed my memory of kissing him passionately.

His gaze lingered on her lips too long, and Karl instantly caught it. “Ahhh,” Karl drawled, smirking. “So the ice king does melt. Only when his wife smiles, of course. Touching. Pathetic, but touching.” “Enough, Karl,” Xander warned, his voice low and dangerous. Karl leaned back, utterly unfazed, twirling the stem of an empty glass between his fingers. “What? I’m doing you a favor. You’ve never been on a proper date, have you? Poor Tatiana here must think you dragged her to a quarterly shareholder meeting. " He ignored Xander's glare and turned to Tatiana. "Don’t be offended, Mrs. Michelle—our dear Alex is a kid in the ways of women. All steel, no warmth. He’s never held a woman’s hand witho

Karl said squinting his eyes to see if there were any doubts or lies, but there were none. “You Know whether or I’m telling the truth I don’t care and I don’t owe you an explanation” “Umm, I think you do, I’m the alpha” “Not my Alpha” I spat back, Karl stared at me for a moment then a little smile played on his lips, God he was attractive. “You’ve got a point, but come on everybody is waiting”

His eyes are half-closed as his fingers trace shapes across my bare skin. I stretch my limbs out underneath his sultry gaze, unable to keep a satisfied smirk from flashing across my lips. “I could say the same about you, Alpha.” Karl nips at my throat in retaliation, drawing a surprised giggle out of me. The sound melts into a pleasured sigh as his fingers trail their way a little lower toward my thighs, causing me to shiver and squirm beneath his touch. “Round two already?” I mutter. He smirks. “Always.”

a voice asked, pulling me from my thoughts. I turned to see a man in his late thirties, clad in a maroon jacket, staring at me quizzically. He was a werewolf, and his face twisted with disgust when our eyes met. I smiled, hoping he was aware of who I was, and summoned the courage to walk up to him and offered my hand. His gaze moved from my face to my outstretched hand. "Who the hell are you?" I struggled to maintain the pleasant smile on my lips. "I am Karla Cruz. My fiancé, Alpha Killian, asked me to wait here for—"

"You're just like your mother. Stubborn." Karl tilted his head, exposing his neck to me, right over the bite I'd given him in the cabin. It was still raw, still bleeding a little. "Do it," he whispered. "Please." I leaned in. I could smell him — cedar, sweat, and underneath, nothing. No wolf. Just boy. I pressed my mouth to his bite and licked once, slow. Karl gasped, his whole body jerking. His hand fisted in my shirt. I bit down, gently, just enough to break the skin again. My blood mixed with his.

Brahim climbed on top of Karla who was lying on her back on the bed, wearing her underwear while he had his abs exposed. He kissed her fiercely and his hands explored the depths of her body. However, there was a small problem, Brahim could not turn on his libido. The reason: she was not the woman he wanted in his bed. Karla was beautiful and an expert in lustful pleasures, but she was still not enough for the mobster, and she lacked the touch of the forbidden. He did not want pleasure, he wanted Bethany.