Michael Myers X Reader Novels & Stories

His eyes glowed red with lust and hatred as they focused on her, causing a throb of primal yearning to pulsate between her legs. “Oh, geesh, really?” I muttered. “You just watched this dude rip out your history professor’s throat, and now you want to get freaky with him after turning him down so many times when he was being sweet and kind and generous in his human form? Unbelievable.” Except I bet the scene that followed was going to be too hot to resist, so sign me up right alongside her because I was the one who flipped the page on my e-reader, eager to see what happened next.

Michael said, looking worried. He grabbed a new ice pack and replaced the old one with it. “I’m just getting a little bored, and I’d like to take my mind off of everything that happened today,” I admitted. “I understand,” Michael said, clearly thinking of a way to distract and entertain me. “What about reading?” I asked. “What if I read to you?” Michael responded. I nodded with a small smile. Michael left the room and returned a few minutes later with a few different books, presumably from his den lined with bookshelves.

But I wasn't as close to her as I was to Maya. I made my way toward my reading table and lowered myself onto the chair. I sighed, pressing a hand to my face before opening my laptop. Once I logged into one of the online novel-reading apps where I published my erotica books, notifications began to beep. They were comments from my readers. Over a hundred of them, which I had expected because I hadn't uploaded anything in the past three days since everything started. I began reading them one after the other. Christine_Atelier: When will you upload the next chapter, author? I'm dying to know if Aurora would actually beg for Damien's cock or if she would keep proving stubborn.

“Read the passage. Aloud. Page forty-three.” She took the glass, sipped the burn, then opened the book. Her voice started steady but grew husky as she read the explicit scene, some words about trembling thighs, slick heat, a man taking what he wanted. Hale watched her mouth the whole time, leaning back against the desk, arms crossed. When she finished, the air felt thick. “Again,” he said. “Slower.” Mia read it slower. Her nipples tightened against her bra. Halfway through the second paragraph, Hale stepped around the desk, took the book from her hands, and set it down.

Immediately, I felt empty… of only I could have him inside of me forever. ******** The next morning the sun was just coming up when I felt a heavy hand cover my mouth. I opened my eyes. Mike was in my small bed, his big body taking up almost all the space. Mike’s eyes were dark with hunger. His cock was already rock hard and pressing against my ass

I stutter and hide the magazine behind my back. “Relax Kaylee, you're allow to look…you're an adult right?“ He asks and tilts his head to the side, still wearing that predatory smile- I know I should feels scared but for some reason, I just know that I need this. “Kaylee?“ He asks and I nod, “yes…I'm an adult” I say, licking my suddenly dry lips. “Great then, would you like to read the magazine out to me, hmmm?“ Michael asks and I blush deep red.

Without you, the readers, I wouldn't have been able to tell their stories. Please feel free to reach out to me through my social media pages. On my Face book page as Maramartha. And on my Instaagram as maramarthaa. While keeping an eye out for Calum’s story: To Seduce My Stepbrother, you can check out my other completed stories; 1. Mr Reluctant Billionaire. 2. Mrs Reluctant Billionaire 3. Erotic Shades Of Passion: a short erotic anthology. (This one is just 42 chapters).

And then Michael changed his angle, grazing my prostate with each penetration until I couldn't take it anymore. "Come for me, Magnus," he whispered hoarsely, eyes flashing, mesmerizing me. And I obeyed, came in a never-ending flood that poured between our bodies. His muscles twitched, vibrated, and stimulated until Michael with a scream sank deep inside of me and exploded there. "Damn it, Michael," I gasped. "If anyone has the right to pride, it's you." XXX