Micah Yujin X Reader Novels & Stories

thoughts. Her action made Micah to laugh. “You are beautiful, you hazel eyes attract me to you”he said placing his hands on the bed. “ so one minut e you want me and now you are trying to woe me. Do you want me as a slave or as a partner?“.asked Jewel. She had found her voice and the fellow did not look like one that had intentions of hurting her. Micah smiled and said”any could work. It is up to you to decide. I have no problem with making you my Luna. Either ways,I will still make love love to you”. How shameless could he be she thought to her self. The only one she wanted was Asher. No other man would consume her. Not even the one that had this exceptional charm who stood in front of he

Pleasure and pain surrounded her. Micah’s hands encased her hips to keep her from moving, allowing himself to adjust before lifting her up until the head of his cock was almost out and slamming her back down. “Goddess, you feel so good,” Micah said, his voice a low growl. “So tight.” “Harder,” Xenia whispered, her hips moving in time with his thrusts. “Faster.”

He cautioned, his voice softer, and my eyes snapped up. The sight I saw was so intense that I ground my hips on the floor, my core weeping. Micah’s eyes were dark and blown with lust, his canines jutting slightly, and every once in a while, he ran his tongue through them, licking the saliva that was dripping down. Suddenly I became aware of where we were, and I squirmed, my eyes roaming about the room. “Someone could see us.” His eyes regarded me, amusement dancing in them, and he scoffed, his body vibrating from the action. “If you make me cum faster, you get to leave here faster.”

~ It drew me back with the sounds of a door being opened. I looked up from my drink as the bathroom door opened, and Micah came out, steam trailing behind him, one towel wrapped around his hair, another draped casually around his waist. His skin was flushed pink from the shower, droplets of water hanging on his shoulders, running down the middle of his chest. And those legs, the legs I had dreamed about for the last seven years, hairless and pale and impossibly beautiful, they were bare and on display. I couldn't breathe.

The thought got me to growl with anger, I didn't think twice, I opened the door, Micah's scent washed over me, I could start to relax, it's just his scent but there's also some hint of Joshya. "Micah," I say my voice low and dangerous, I saw my mate in his bed, but I couldn't see his face yet, he doesn't look up at me, I keep on talking. "Did Joshua ever..." I say taking a deep breath before saying the next words "Ever touch you?" I ask him if he did, he's dead, I don't care anymore, he's dead. "Why? You jealous over your new playtoy?" Micah asks me, his voice was rough as if he just cried, I couldn't help it, I ran toward him, I picked him up, placing him against my chest, hugging him.