Marinette X Adrien Fanfic Novels & Stories

"Please what, darling? Tell me what you want." Marceline's breath hitched. "I want you inside me," she whispered. Zandrei's eyes darkened with lust. He quickly settled between her thighs, the head of his cock teasing her entrance, coating himself in her wetness. Marceline wrapped her legs around his waist, urging him closer, ready to feel him inside her. With a low growl, Zandrei thrust into her, filling her completely in one smooth, powerful movement. Marceline cried out, her body stretching to accommodate him. The sensation of being filled by him felt overwhelming and perfect.

I moved through them like a woman possessed, flipping pages with desperate speed, searching for anything—any clue that could bring my wolf back. The answer was always the same; A mate is everything. I froze. The words hung in the air, heavier than any weight I had ever carried. So it was him, again? Only him, Adrien. If that's the case, let it be. I will do what must be done. The knock at the door startled me. “Luna,” the servant said softly, bowing her head. “Alpha Adrien is back.” ‘So he finally came?’ I thought.

Both Nick and Ace groaned in unison, but they didn’t disagree with me because every word that left my lips was a known fact. “Right, Xenia’s here so we need to head out for the mating ritual. That’s why I came in here in the first place, but I can’t say I’m not over the moon that I got a kiss and they didn’t,” Xander boasted and I swatted his arm. Nick flipped him off with both hands and Ace just glared at him menacingly while I found myself chuckling at the ridiculous scene. “Clearly, you didn’t deserve that kiss,” Ace adjusted his lapel, the golden accessory glinting beautifully as he did.

So, he was going to be spending time with her. “Hey…” Xaden said gently as he placed his fingers under my chin and lifted my head, forcing my eyes to meet his. “I promise you, nothing happened last night, and nothing will ever happen. Princess Mia is just a friend… she’s going to be my sister-in-law. You are my mate and the mother of my baby. You are the one I’m going to marry…” The tears that stung my eyes were finally released and they rolled down my cheeks. Xaden looked so sad when he saw them, and he quickly wiped them away with his thumbs.

I stared at him in the eyes daring him to say anything. "Madison, please, just this once, I don't want to lose you," Adrian pleaded, his eyes begging me to agree. "Adrian I think that's enough," Xavier put his hand to Adrian's shoulder but Adrian removed it. "You shouldn't tell me what to do, why do you still keep interfering in Ryan and Madison's life when you should be forcing your attention on your marriage!" Adrian yelled at Xavier. I became stiff, what does he mean about marriage life? What Xavier married to someone, but when and how? That was when it suddenly clicked.

ADRIANA I’ve established I can’t win against Xander. He is a psychopath who gets off on pain. And my hatred for him. He had backed away after that disastrous kiss. His lips already half healed and he smirked at me. The bulge in his pants had noticeably gotten bigger, not that he seemed to mind. He proudly flaunted it before finally walking out. Not before he shot me a wink and said he loved me in his clothes. I threatened to take the clothes off and he mind linked me. Telling me it would be better if he came back and I was naked and ready for him.

Adrienne smirked in response, teasing, "Oh, come on, he's definitely more handsome..." "...but I'll always choose you, any time, any day. You're real and he's just a fictional character," Adrienne smiled, snuggling closer to Martin as she savored the comforting presence of his arm beneath her. Martin chuckled, a cocky grin playing on his lips. "Of course. He can't kiss you like I can," he quipped, swiftly rolling over on the bed to hover above her. Without hesitation, he seized her lips in a passionate, fiery kiss, and Adrienne willingly surrendered herself to the moment.

Why only now was it open again? Before I could think too much, Adrian snapped, his voice like ice, yanking Xavier’s attention back to him. “Don’t look at her,” Adrian growled. “You answer to me.” He was still consumed with petty jealousy even in such a serious situation. I almost rolled my eyes at him. I bit my lip and shook my head. Part of me wanted to reach out and calm my mate down, but another part of me was just… curious. What was he going to do next?

It’s still on fire, but it’s a little muted. Adrian growls low. He gets off the bed and strips down to nothing. He is on FULL display. He wastes no time climbing over top of me. He kisses me again as he nudges my legs open. “I’m going to make you mine now, Sinclair. Are you ready?” I looked at him. Am I ready? ‘Yes. You are ready. Stop overthinking things, Sinclair. Thor is telling me that Adrian wants us. He is just slow.’ I hold on to that. He wants me.

His eyes locked with Xavier’s, calm, unbothered, even as the room seemed to pause around them. “Protecting your wife,” Adrian replied, his voice steady, almost lazy in its defiance. “Since you were too busy—” his gaze flicked toward the crowd where Celeste still hovered “—entertaining.” Xavier’s jaw clenched, his stare dropping to where Adrian’s hand held me, his jacket swallowing my shoulders, my lips parted as though I’d just whispered something forbidden into another man’s ear. Heat rolled off him. Possessive. Lethal. “She’s mine,” Xavier said, each word edged with steel.