Male Si Fanfiction Novels & Stories

San quickly pinned me against the wall while she herself leaped over my tall frame and climbed over me so that her legs were firmly wound around my torso with her hands wrapped around my neck and surprisingly, my hands were on her ass. Yeah ! That’s right. I was pressing San closer to me. I love my mate afterall, ok ? So stop judging me. “I missed you so much, mate,” Sierra purred in my hold while nuzzling herself so adorably in my neck. “Please forgive me and San ? We want you back so bad, mate. We will never ever take advantage of you,” she cutely said making me chuckle lightly and pull her out of my neck. “I know baby. I was being an ass like always too. How can someone stay away from suc

she stroked his fur and whispered softly. The bed creaked as Vulcan rose to straddle her. His humongous body completely swallowed her tiny one. He could easily crush her to death with his weight but Sienna trusted him. The beast was too fond of her to hurt her. He bent and started slobbering her cheek. A delightful purr vibrated from his chest. Sienna giggled feeling his sticky drool covering her face. He was acting like a cute puppy.

This war is worth it now more than ever; I will avenge my father's death and take over the peace and glory our pack deserves, together with the one who has always been my Luna. Our bliss is cut short, as I sense Mei Li already about to knock on the door. "Come in," I say just a second before she attempts to. Sienna quickly sits on the bed and although she has half of her body under the sheets, I see she doesn't cover herself completely anymore; she is slowly growing more confident in her own skin and is not afraid of nudity anymore. Mei Li walks in and beams a wide smile. "Hope you both slept well," she walks towards Sienna and I stand up between them.

We always have been, and I don’t ever want to lose that. “I don’t know who was behind it, but they knew what way we were travelling, and there were a lot of them. Milena… she- she did well, but if she wasn’t a skilled fighter, she would be dead.” There, I admitted it. Sia pauses and looks at me. “Skilled?” “She’s part of the Arkan. She’s Milo’s sister and my mate.” Sia gasps, almost dropping the bottle in her hand. “She’s your mate!”

She scoffed, her expression sour as she leaned back in the chair, crossing her arms. Mika couldn’t help but chuckle, her lips curling into a grin. “God, that’s so typical. You should’ve seen your face when you said that. I can already hear the sarcasm in your voice. You're pretty good at making them realize you mean business.” “I don’t have a choice,” Sierra muttered, looking away as she ran a hand through her hair in frustration. “I’ve spent so much of my life proving I don’t need anything from anyone. I can’t just let some rich guy think that money will make me change my mind. I hate that.”

Malcolm was trying to answer before Sierra couldn’t hold herself anymore, then she snapped, “Our discussion is done. I hope you won’t bother me anymore. Good night, gentlemen.” Before she closed her door, Sierra made a quick glance to Xion. She noticed a light nod from the tall man and she snorted from disbelief. After she went in, she could hear a short conversation between the two before Malcolm excused himself grumpily. Right before Xion turned his body to go back to his own room, the door was reopened and Sierra sticked her head outside. “Hey,” she called him, “Thanks. I almost blast his annoying face.” Then, the door closed again. She didn’t even bother to let Xion answered her.

I laugh as I dab Quentin; he’s always so dramatic. “Maija friends are coming, so maybe you can convince one of them to sleep with you.” He starts smiling. “Any of them with a fat ass?” “Women have more to offer than fat asses, Quentin,” Sienna says as she finally makes her way out of the helicopter. “You’re only saying that because your ass is flat.”

“That’s none of your business.” She smirked. “So that’s a yes.” I exhaled sharply, grabbing a book from the shelf. “Look, I don’t know why you care, but yeah, Sierra is my mate. Our mate.” Her expression faltered for a moment before she folded her arms. “That’s ridiculous. You can’t all be with one girl.” I met her gaze evenly. “Well, we are.” She scoffed. “You know, you could do better.” I frowned. “Excuse me?”

"Well, mostly male things. But Jessie and my mom? They're telenovela fans. They're the black sheep." Sierra pulled on her headphones. "I don't think that's how it works." She shook her head. "You're the only one who doesn't like what they both like." She smiled. "That makes you the odd one out."

Maliyah turns, letting herself fall back on the bed with me settling on top of her. “Maliyah, we mustn’t let this go to far. I promised to wait until you turned eighteen and your dragon recognizes me as your mate.” She pulls me down to kiss her again and moves my hand to grab her breast. Her nipple immediately hardens under my touch and it’s making me want more. She moans and bucks her hips at me, making me harden. She digs her nails into my back as I leave a trail of kisses down her neck towards her perking breasts.