Magneto X Reader Novels & Stories

“I didn’t realize it was you. I thought it was your son, Xavier.” “My son doesn’t find you attractive too,” Xavier smiled. “You would get used to it, don’t worry. The Damons are never attracted to their enemies.” “But I’m not an enemy, my king,” Megan replied, her head still bowed to the ground. “If you know who I really am, you would know better than to lie to me,” Xavier said, walking towards a section of the library. He took a black book from the middle of the heap of books, dusted it and set in on the table before them. “Do you know what book this is?”

His mouth opened wide as he dragged air in painfully, like a drowning wolf pulled from water too late. “I could have gladly ripped your soul out with my fists,” Magnon continued, his tone deadly soft, as he reached for me. His arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me against his massive form, pinning me safely to his side. “But I would rather leave you here to die slowly, without anyone to help you.” His scent surrounded me, a mint of earth, iron, night, blood, and something ancient. To be honest, his scent was indecipherable, but it strangely calmed my shaking even as fear and rage burned inside me.

Small tingles erupt at the back of my neck and it warms my cool, clammy skin, swimming through my veins, reigniting the parts of me I had resigned to death. My soul soars, swirling and rejoicing as it breaks into a firework within me and I sit right up, gasping for air. I look around the opening as the sun peeks through the trunks of the trees, trying to wake the forest from its slumber. I blink, then I blink again, looking for Axel. “Hey there, Mags,” he says with a wry smile. My skin tingles with power and strength and I look at him in confusion. His head wound has healed, and he holds me in his arms bridal style. He breathes out a relieved sigh when I reach out to touch where his wound ha

The moans and groans from the exercise room are playing from the speakers and Maggie turns them off. "She's going to be at this a while." Maggie smiles, as we watch Christina rowing like a wild woman, slamming her pussy down hard against the pulsating rubber cock. Maggie leans forward, placing her hands on my chest and starts a steady rhythm, undulating her hips as she rocks back and forth. Fuck! Between Christina parading around the house nude, working up a sweat on the fucking machine and Maggie riding my cock, I'm ready to burst in no time. "I'm afraid I'm not going to last very long." I tell Maggie, apologetically.

I flipped back, carefully examining the pages until I got back to the page that was titled: Xavier. ‘He looks so hot.’ I slipped my fingers in between the pages and closed the book; did I just hallucinate that? I opened it again, confirming it. ‘I want him to touch me, to fondle me in places no one has ever seen.’ A small groan escaped me when I felt blood rush into a certain part of my body. ‘His fingers tweak my nipples, and his tongue in my mouth.’ I snapped the book shut, because right now, my head are filled so many indecent thoughts, and I could visualize doing all these things to her.

Xasha stood to his feet and his words were commanding and his attitude unyielding. Megan sat docilely with mixed emotions, she was angry at being talked down to but she was also a bit happy and a bit turned on. She loved it when Xasha took charge and showed this side of himself as rare as it might be. "I'd like to see you make me," she said defiantly, with folded arms. Xasha ignored her retort as he waved his hand. A breeze blew past and her guild badge floated over and landed in his hand. He turned and left the room in calm strides while ignoring Megan's tantrum behind him. The moment he left the room, a thin membrane filled with runes blanketed the room, trapping her inside.

Loyal to the bone. “Stay close,” he said finally. “And you answer to me.” Ryder’s grin widened. “Always did.” Before anything else could be said, the air shifted. Xavier felt it before the door opened again. Magi entered without announcement, Fintan at her side, Amara just behind them. “You’re leaving,” Magi said. “Yes,” Xavier replied. “Now.” She nodded once. “Good. Because forces tied to your parents’ time are stirring.”

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“I understand.” Magenta closed her eyes and held her hands over me, six inches away from my body. She started at my stomach and slowly moved down my legs, nodding now and again as she got a reading. Then she moved from my feet slowly up to my head. She stayed there for a moment and suddenly gasped. Finally, she opened her eyes and let out a deep breath. She sat on the club chair next to my bed, looking drained. I sat up, concerned. “Are you all right?”

he said, voice low and serious, "we wake up together." I stared at him. Was that… a rule? Is he serious? What's next...synchronized teeth brushing? I sighed inwardly. That damn book was really starting to get to him. Author's pov Meanwhile,at the Locke family estate. Maggie flowed into a standing twist, her breath steady, her body a study in control. Across the room, Xenia sat cross-legged on the rug, humming softly as she braided her doll's hair. One of Maggie's enforcers stood at a respectful distance, delivering his report in a low, measured tone.