Male Reader Lemon Wattpad Mga Nobela at Kwento

"I kept hoping one day I'd feel the pull for them. That instant connection everyone talks about. And then, I show up here in an attempt to ask for an alliance and suddenly…I smell applewood and cinnamon." A step back and a step forward. "To be honest, I was surprised. Out of everyone in the world, I mate with…" He inhaled deeply, the next words coming out as a sin, "Nia Patterson." By now, my back was against a wall, and Leo had one hand pressed against it, blocking me in. I could smell his scent—pine and lemongrass—which overwhelmed me. My wolf begged me to keep breathing him in for as long as possible.

Scarlett's POV: I watched as Lucian's hands trembled violently while he stared at my phone screen. His eyes grew wider with each message he read, horror dawning on his face as he finally understood the full truth. "Your mate just left my bed," one of Lily's first messages read. "He tastes even better than I remembered. He is different from what he was years ago, he is now a strong and mature man, and having sex with him feels great.I especially love the way he moans my name..."

Or was he sharper, darker, more unpredictable? The more Leo described his cousin’s reckless adventures, the more my body responded. My nipples tightened beneath my silk robe. My married pussy grew slick with fresh arousal at the mere thought of new hands on me. *Stop it. You let twelve men ruin you on this very bed. You’re already balancing Adrian and Damien while Leo circles closer to the truth. Adding his cousin would be suicide.* Yet the fantasy refused to die. I pictured a stranger’s cock stretching me in the same bed where Leo slept.

My heart fluttered and I couldn't stop the giddy feeling. I'd already kissed him. I'd already had sex with him. Hell, technically, we already went skinny-dipping in the waterfall, but I couldn't help it. I wanted this. He just had the ability to tangle me up and make me want everything with him. “You up for it?” Leo asked, stripping off his shirt and revealing his torso. His muscles flexed with the movement and it was hard not to stare. “Or are you afraid a mermaid might see you?”

He wants to put a fledgling in his belly. TJ slides his hand into his leather pants and strokes himself while he reads the rest of the story. It's so filthy, the smuttiest Lord Noctis Vale book so far. By the time he finishes the story, he's come three times. He lays back to catch his breath. His heart races along with his mind. The more he thinks about it, the more he realizes that every MMC in every Lord Noctis Vale story is based on him. Holy hell. Lucien is hot for him. Skinny little nerdy him. He thinks he's beautiful. And he wants to make him cum until he's boneless as a drained mortal.

Bram declares, peeling off his tank top and flinging it to the ground. He’s got concrete blocks for abs and a pelt like a bearskin rug. I can’t believe I let him in my pants. I was so easy. All it took was him dropping by the laundry, applying some light pressure, and I let him punch my V card in the utility closet. I try not to beat myself up about it, though. I was eighteen, Alec was with Isla Sinclair, and loneliness is a mindfuck. “The waterfall is played out,” Leith scoffs, shucking his shirt, puffing his ripped and waxed chest. “I say Tall Pines Lake.”

He could see that I was pissed and I wanted my pound of flesh. “Hello Leo. We haven’t been properly introduced. I’m Lucas Reed. The Alpha of the Midnight Moon Pack. And Meadow’s mate.” I said. “W…what?” He stuttered. “Oh. Did Mateo forget to mention that part? Yeah, you tried to rape and then kill my mate. And if you thought he was scary, you haven’t seen anything yet.” I said, taking my jacket off. “That’s bullshit. Meadow always said that she didn’t want a mate.” Leo said.

The scent of him—sandalwood, whiskey, and pure, unadulterated male musk—was overwhelming, intoxicating. “You have no idea what you do to me,” Adrian growled, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through Leo’s chest. “Watching you at the office, all buttoned-up and proper. Knowing what was underneath. Knowing what you really are.” He lowered his head, his lips brushing against Leo’s ear. “You’re a dirty little slut, Leo. And you’re all mine.” His words were a violation, a humiliation, and they sent a jolt of pure, undiluted lust straight to Leo’s groin. He was so hard it hurt, his cock leaking against the silk of the panties, a shameful testament to his own depravity.

If I hadn't been so turned on, I would have waiting until I got home, but Adam showing up and pissing me off midday made me think about one thing: beta testing. Okay, so it doesn't sounds so sensual when I put it that way but it was sexting with a living human being who doesn't have a face. He can be Ryan Goseling or Ryan Renolds. Maybe he's more of an athlete like Tom Brady or Russell Wilson. Wilson's got a dreamy smile and big broad shoulders. LimberJack could be any of these men and that made the fantasy even more enticing. It was like reading the good part of a romance novel without all the background information.

I settled with just sitting there and enjoying my time! Sitting under the cool shade of a big tree, I opened my e-reader and opened the previous chapter of the novel I was currently reading. The book was entitled Hybrid Zeus and His Mate and I loved it dearly. It was about this old sexy werewolf-vampire hybrid Alpha and his badass goddess Luna. It was really a lovely book and I loved how detailed it was. And the sex scenes, Gosh the dang scenes. They made me want to be there, to witness the sensation myself and that made me know that the author has done her job well.