Lucanis X Reader Novels & Stories

Warning this chapter contains strong sexual scenes, readers discretion is strongly advised Leading Alexa back into his room, Lucian maintained a calm facade, but she could sense that he was battling a tumult of emotions. "Lucian?" She called out softly, perplexed by his unexpected change in demeanor. Was he jealous? It was a side of him she had never seen before. He had always personified the words "cool, calm, and collected," yet now he seemed visibly disturbed and troubled by Lucifer's advances.

“Lexa. I wasn’t expecting you.” “I couldn’t stop thinking about what you told us,” she admitted, stepping further into the room. “I had to see you. To talk to you.” Lucian gestured to the chair across from him. “Please, sit.” Instead of sitting immediately, Lexa walked around the desk, her gaze falling on the open book in front of him. The pages were filled with intricate drawings and ancient texts. “What are you studying?” she asked. Lucian leaned back in his chair, his eyes darkening.

But I'm left alone. After a while, I hoist myself up onto his bed and grab a book that's lying on his bedside table. At least, he can read! I start skimming through the pages without any great interest. I can't seem to get into the story. Suddenly, I feel a draft and mechanically look up over my reading. Lucian is casually leaning against his open window, his arms folded across his chest and his burning gaze resting on me. "Well, I certainly didn't see that coming!" I shudder and flee his all too intense glance.

he murmured, breath fanning across my face. I looked up at the lycan in confusion. He had to be bipolar. I had questions. I needed answers, primarily about what the fuck was wrong with him. My lips parted, ready to speak, but my mouth was covered by his, swallowing down the words I was about to say. “Mine,” Isaac purred against my lips, so quiet I almost didn’t hear it. The word shook me to my core. It was all I needed to hear to crumble under his touch, making a different four letter word reverberate around my brain.

Rolling on our side, we scrambled to our feet with our fists gripping each other. “I admit. I underestimated you.” Einas Raed huffed, glaring warily at me. “That’s the mistake all males make. They underestimate every female because of our soft and weak appearance.” I laughed. Intentionally or unintentionally, we both ignored the tiny sparks skirting through our limbs from the physical contact. The Lycan smirked in response. Before I could react, he pulled me forward and viciously smacked his forehead against mine. My head swam, as pain blinded my vision. I didn’t bother to wait until I regained my bearings or adapted to the burning pain.

She couldn’t contain the winces anymore. I blushed. “All night.” She gasped.Like I confessed a murder. We were now in the library going through all books about werewolf history we could find on the shelves. My head was spinning looking at the white pages constantly. Suddenly Felicia squealed, a sound so loud that I almost blocked her mouth with my hand. “You mated a Lycan.” She whispered-shouted, her eyes were going to bulge out any second. “Katherine a Lycan.”

Liliana took a long sip of her drink. Throwing her head back as she gulped down everything in one go. "Slow down Lils, that's like you're seventh glass" Marcus chastised, trying to prevent her from taking another glass from a waiter. "It's none of your goddamn business" she said, her words slurring a little. Do wolves get drunk or is this mixed with something? I stared at my own glass and contemplated drinking it or not. "I googled you" she said with a glare.

She would see the Lycan again. Her head was in a state of euphoria as she lay in bed, imagining herself unravelling the mystery of her saving stranger. The smiles, and her much sought opportunity to say thank you to him. Until she asked herself the damning question. Then what? She was fresh from a heartbreak, and the pain of being left alone on her wedding day. What would happen if she and the Lycan fell in love? Would she not be exposing herself to the pain twice? Why did she even want to see him?

“He’s… not real, right? But I can see him. I’ve heard you sometimes… scream late at night. Moaning, gasping. I thought you were watching something sexual and masturbating, but this… please Can I… touch him?” Lucian looked at me, he got furious and aroused. “You brought her here? Into my world, without my consent??” “She won’t tell anyone Lucian ,” I said quickly, my voice damn shaking. Lucian’s angry face was scary. “Sophie let me explain everything…he’s real here okay?. These books you see are fantasies that make things happen. Whatever sex you read from this erotic series, you would feel it. You want to feel it too?”

“Come on, Zara. We’re getting married in weeks. Stop playing games.” He yanked my shorts down with his other hand. They caught around one ankle. I felt cold air on my bare pussy. My wolf snarled inside me, furious. This felt wrong. Dirty in a bad way. Not like with Xavier. “Luca, I said no.” He didn’t listen. His fingers pushed between my legs, rubbing rough. “You’re wet. Stop pretending you don’t want this.” The door slammed open. Xavier stood in the doorway. Black button-down. Dark pants. His eyes locked on Luca’s hand between my legs. On my shorts tangled around my ankle. On my face.