Lilia Vanrouge X Reader Novels & Stories

She pressed herself against me, and my body reacted the way it was supposed to. But my mind betrayed me without a word. Because as Cassandra kissed me, all I could think of was Liliana. The softness of her lips, the way she had trembled under my touch, and the unspoken question in her kiss had ruined me since. Cassandra's kiss was heat, but Liliana's had been fire. I closed my eyes, letting Cassandra push me onto the couch. She trailed kisses down my chest, her hands working with skilled precision. When she lowered herself between my thighs, I clenched my fists, trying to force my head to quiet. For a heartbeat, I let her.

Lila pressed her lips into a tight line and gave Thorne three exaggerated blinks. One of his brows lifted, waiting for her answer. “You see…” Lila scratched her ear. “Last night, I did…” She could not bring herself to say what she had done, and Thorne’s interest only grew. “Tell me, Miss. Only then can I help you,” he said with a warm smile. Lila nodded and opened her mouth to speak when the door opened, revealing Rex, Blade, Graves, and Damien behind them. “Fuck me,” Lila muttered as the men strode in.

The smoke burned Lila’s lungs. Her vision blurred as the debris shifted around her, but her mind was sharper than ever. Harper’s whispers thundered through her skull, a storm of venom and temptation: You are mine. Always. You cannot escape me. Submit, and it ends. Lila’s teeth ground together. No. I fight.

She pressed herself against me, and my body reacted the way it was supposed to. But my mind betrayed me without a word. Because as Cassandra kissed me, all I could think of was Liliana. The softness of her lips, the way she had trembled under my touch, and the unspoken question in her kiss had ruined me since. Cassandra's kiss was heat, but Liliana's had been fire. I closed my eyes, letting Cassandra push me onto the couch. She trailed kisses down my chest, her hands working with skilled precision. When she lowered herself between my thighs, I clenched my fists, trying to force my head to quiet. For a heartbeat, I let her.

The severed tendril screamed—a wet, human sound—and regrew thicker, barbed with subway tokens that spun like buzz-saws. “MOVE!” Lila bellowed, flare gun blazing. She fired point-blank into a vein cluster; the phosphorus round detonated, white fire blooming, incinerating three tendrils in a heartbeat. But the ashes coalesced, reforming into a hand—Victor’s hand, fingers elongated, nails red—reaching for her face. She ducked, rolled, came up with a rebar spear and rammed it through the palm. The hand clenched, crushing the rebar, then yanked Lila off her feet, dragging her toward the nearest grate.

Every few seconds, she stole glances at his full lips. He leaned over her like a bent tree trunk, trapping her between his strong arms like steel bars. “Yeah, Lila. Hate me. And run away.” He whispered in her ear, and his hot breath sent a powerful shiver down her spine. “Ryan…” Lila moaned, her eyes closed.

As soon as the door closed, Raven pulled Lila into the loft. “I need you again,” Raven said, her voice full of want. She pushed Lila gently against the wall and kissed her hard. Lila kissed her back with the same hunger. “Reading those letters made me want you even more. Touch me.” Raven pulled Lila’s shirt off and took a nipple into her mouth. She sucked hard while her hand went into Lila’s pants. Lila was already wet. Raven rubbed her clit in fast circles. Lila moaned and gripped Raven’s shoulders. “Yes… just like that. I am so turned on right now.”

He froze, buried deep, his big hands gripping my hips so tight I knew I’d have bruises tomorrow. “Fuck,” he hissed under his breath, starting to pull out. I whimpered and pushed back, forcing him deeper. “Don’t you dare stop.” Lila stepped into the kitchen and stopped dead. She looked stunning, as always — mid-thirties, curvy in all the right places, wearing a tight sundress that hugged her full tits and flared over her wide hips. Her long auburn hair cascaded down her back, and her glossy lips parted in shock as she took in the scene: me, bent over like a whore with my ass up, Alex’s massive cock stretching my dripping cunt, my juices already running down my thighs.

he growled. Lila moaned into Victoria, tongue flicking fast on her clit. Victor rubbed Lila’s clit until she came again, screaming into Victoria’s folds. Victoria pulled Lila up into a deep kiss, tasting herself. “Couch. Now. All of us.” Victor lay back on the big leather couch. Lila straddled him reverse cowgirl, sinking down onto his thick cock with a long, filthy moan. Victoria climbed over his face, grinding her wet pussy on his tongue.

Eira read aloud in a dramatic, lilting tone, “From the moment I first laid eyes on you, my heart was a leaf tossed about in a storm. I know my sister is not worthy of you. She cannot even awaken her wolf core—she is nothing but a waste. But I am different. I offer you my pure, untainted soul…” “Shut up! Shut your mouth!” Lila’s perfect mask shattered in an instant. Her face drained of all color, deathly white, her eyes blown wide with shock and rage. She clutched at her skirt so hard her knuckles split, staring at the usually meek Eira like she’d seen a ghost. How could she have known?! She’d written this letter only last night—she hadn’t even told her mother, Vera! Eira stopped reading, cru