Midnight X Male Reader Novels & Stories

Where was Vivian? “So she really is alive huh?” A males sarcastic drawl had my back stiffen. I turned seeing the shadow dude and another male. I scented the air, determining him as another werewolf. He had longer black hair than the shadow dude and it seemed to be slightly in need of a trim as he ran a hand through it. What surprised me most was his startling sapphire eyes which drilled me in place. The werewolf gave me a coy smile as he assessed me. Somehow I moved my gaze to the shadow dude, who had the decency to chuckle at my state.

Sienna quietly opened the bedroom door and froze. Adrian sat on the edge of the bed with his pants open. His thick cock stood hard in his hand. On his phone, he watched an old video of Sienna from ten years ago. In the video she was on her knees giving him a sloppy blowjob. Her younger self had her lips stretched wide around his cock. Saliva dripped down her chin onto her bare breasts. The sight made her instantly soaked which earned her a smirk from Adrian. Her pussy throbbed hard

I chimed with a careless shrug. This sex marathon was the most intense experience of my entire existence. Liam smiled. “Of course it was thrilling. Now, play the slut you are, crawl onto the bed, and let us destroy that cheap cunt.” His voice rose sharply, sending my body trembling in anticipation. As if hypnotized, I moved to the bed. In no time, hands wrapped around my waist, dragging me to the edge. All my clothes were ripped and thrown across the room. With me on all fours, Lander stood before me, his cock flashing in my face as he slapped me with it.

Skotos Vex Maelis moved through the night forest with practiced silence, his tall form blending with the shadows. He'd slipped away from House Maelis’ guards an hour earlier, not that they could have kept pace with him anyway. The forest outside Limdrion's boundaries was technically neutral territory, neither dark elf nor high elf domain, making it the perfect meeting place for a scandalous romance.

I wasn't much hungry still I was having it with him. We sat down and he was making coffee. He wanted to watch a movie. After taking his medicines. We sat in bed watching the movie. The movie was romantic and full of steamy scenes. It was a dark and stormy night, and it had always been a fantasy of mine to have sex in a rainstorm, thunder, lightning, and all. Ryan and I were just sitting around watching another dull boring Sunday night line-up on the tube. "There's nothing worth watching anyway," I told him,

“Why? You were reading about sex, just now. I could easily help you out with tips…” “Your Highness! It is a romance novel, there is no way to avoid it,” Dante groaned. Almira chuckled, sitting beside him. “What about you?” She asked. His brows furrowed in confusion. “What about me?” He asked. She shook her head with a smile. It died immediately after Xander came into sight. Dante followed her gaze and paled out. Xander stopped in his tracks, shocked by the transformation.

Trigger Warnings This is dark erotic fiction. Contains explicit sexual content, hard BDSM, dubcon/noncon, extreme size difference, monster anatomy, breeding kink, physical violence, domestic abuse, emotional trauma, power imbalance, and degradation. Written in Third Person Limited POV. 18+ only. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Chapter 1 The Dragons’ Paid Pussy

“Suck my pussy right now.” Belle moaned as Zack dropped to his knees in the dark corner of the Midnight Sins club. She came here for revenge to destroy the dangerous man who ruined her sister. But one taste of his wicked tongue changed everything. He licked her wet pussy like a starving beast, sucking hard and fucking her deep with his mouth while loud music shook her body. Zack doesn’t do gentle. He slammed her against the mirror, spread her legs wide open, and devoured her dripping pussy where anyone could watch. “Beg louder, little lamb,” he growled. “Tell me why you’re really here while I ruin you.” One night turned into thirty shades of filthy forbidden pleasure. Public fuckings.

But neither the gods know what sinister mysteries lurk in the quiet, lush town, hiding behind the endless sea of weeping willows and towering mahoganies. Today is the day that the Midnight Club goes on yet another one of their pretentious adventures; leaving behind Isaac who was still high on alprazolam, Gwyneth who was still in dreamland, and Dean who has unfortunately passed off. The sun is just starting to shed off its blankets at 7 in the morning. Dew on the shrubs and bushes along the streets and avenues were just starting to dry up. Agatha Leon filled herself with early morning bitter coffee; Mickey took his breakfast with his moms; Isa took bites from a cereal bar while packing her dr

I’ve been trying to figure out what it means and it’s driving me crazy. I smiled and typed back. MidnightConfessions: All in good time. Trust the process. NightOwl_Reader: You’re killing us. You know that, right? MidnightConfessions: That’s the fun part. I set my phone down and lay back against my pillows, still smiling. The Midnight Society. Ice cream as code. Thousands of people reading my story, living vicariously through my forbidden relationship, having no idea it was all real. My phone buzzed one more time.