Krampus X Reader Novels & Stories

| HAILEY | Xavier’s eyes shifted, ocean blue fading into molten gold. The air around us thickened, alive with wild energy. His wolf had taken control. “Turn around now!” a low, rumbling growl tore from Xavier’s chest. I didn't hesitate. Rolling onto my back, I sank into the mattress, the sheets cool against my overheated skin. My breath hitched as I hooked my hands behind my knees, drawing my legs up and apart, exposing my pussy completely to Xavier’s predatory gaze.

He spanked her, hardly, he was going in and out. “Oh my… Oh my jeez, damn” Kiara cried as tried not to explode from all the pleasure she was receiving. “Suck it” Rata said as he took out his dick and put on in her mouth, he started fucking her mouth so fast at the same time Alex was grinding so fast in her, Clyde sucked and bit every inch of her body, After some time Alex had his Release, Clyde was next, he rubbed her a little before he thrust inside her, he placed his hand on her neck as he tightened his hold on her Neck and in the next second loud smacking sounds filled the room, as he fucked her with inhumane speed.

"You're a part of his world now, whether you like it or not." The next few days were a blur of research and half-hearted attempts to return to my normal life. Alex and his dark secrets felt like a siren call, impossible to ignore. I found myself at "Le Chateau de Sade" again, the BDSM shop, my thoughts racing with images of Alex and the bond between us. The scent of leather and musk filled my nose as I perused the racks. The shopkeeper, a knowing smile playing on her lips, watched me from behind the counter. She knew, of course. They all did. The supernatural community of New Orleans had a way of finding out these things. "Looking for something in particular, darling?" she purred.

I finally completed my statement, my voice a bit firmer, and he raised his eyes, releasing a deep breath. He tossed the document onto the sofa and took slow, deliberate steps over to me, something dark flashing in his eyes. His clenched fists, tight jaw, and brooding eyes, it was obvious that he was trying to hold back, and it did nothing but arouse me. Every step he took sent shivers down my spine, spiking my excitement and making my pussy drip juices that soaked my panties. The tension was thin, our lust was thick, and even though I hadn't put in an effort not to, I found myself craving for the man that I've been told to avoid.. a man rumored to be a heartless killer.

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—"