Midnight X Male Reader Novels & Stories

Mira stood in the doorway of her best friend’s apartment, water dripping from her soaked clothes onto the floor. The rain outside pounded hard against the windows and roof. It had started as a light shower when she arrived, but now it was a full storm with thunder cracking every few minutes. She had come to visit her best friend, Lena, but Lena had stepped out for a quick errand and was not back yet. Only Lena’s boyfriend, Jake, was home. Mira avoided looking directly at him. She had been doing that for months now. Jake was tall, with broad shoulders and strong arms from working out. His dark hair was a little messy, and his jaw was sharp. Every time she saw him, her mind filled with the sam

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Chapter 1: The Late-Night Visitor I was supposed to be asleep. It was well past midnight, and the house was quiet except for the low murmur of voices coming from the living room. Dad had his best friend, Marcus, over for their usual Friday night drinks and poker game. Marcus was 42 — tall, broad-shouldered, with salt-and-pepper hair, a deep voice that always made my stomach flutter, and intense dark eyes that had been lingering on me more and more lately.

~Xavier’s POV I’m Xavier Hunt, nineteen, and if there’s one thing you should know about me it’s that I live to fuck. Holes, lips, curves, older women, eager classmates… it doesn’t matter. I’m a hole-fucker, through and through, and I don’t even bother hiding it. I left my last school for… reasons. Let’s just say the principal and three of her staff got a little too attached to me, and things got messy. Not my fault they couldn’t handle me, not my fault their husbands or boyfriends found out.

Their voices stayed low and praising as the waves of pleasure left her boneless. Marcus took her next on the second lounger, turning her onto her hands and knees so he could enter her from behind while Elias knelt in front and let her suck him clean of the taste of her earlier release. The night air cooled the water still clinging to their skin, but the heat between them only climbed higher. Multiple finishes left her thoroughly used. First Elias spilled deep inside her while she was still on the lounger. Then Marcus followed minutes later after they had shifted her onto her back again. Finally both men brought themselves off once more across her breasts and stomach while she lay between the

Our Secret: My Dirty Tale is a compilation of short erotic stories intended for a MATURE AUDIENCE. Please note that ALL characters in these stories are above the age of consent. I would give a trigger warning, but there are wayyy too many. What to expect? Every kink possible. Every sexual pairing possible. Leave your morals behind, grab a toy or two. God knows you'll need a helping hand 😉*wink* Happy-horny reading! Xo, Athena♡

Marcus smiled darkly and flipped me onto my back again, spreading my legs wide. “We have until morning,” he said, voice dripping with promise as he lowered his mouth to my cum-soaked pussy. “And I’m nowhere near finished ruining you.” His tongue plunged deep, licking his own cum from my well-fucked holes while I clutched the sheets and moaned his name into the stormy night.

Trigger Warnings 18+ ONLY This collection contains explicit sexual content including: Graphic MM sex scenes BDSM dynamics Dubious consent Power exchange Rough sex Possessive/dominant behavior Strong language Reader discretion is strongly advised. A collection of stories about men who want more... Strangers in dark clubs, rivals who can't keep their hands off each other, alphas and Omegas bound by something older than either of them, two men who've been circling each other for years finally giving in. Every story stands alone. Every story burns differently. Some are quick and dirty, some take their time. Some are about the first time, and some are about the last

Content Warning Dear Readers, Starting from this chapter, the story delves into darker and more intense themes that may not be suitable for all audiences. This includes explicit sexual content, BDSM dynamics, strong language, graphic violence, blood, references to drug use, emotional manipulation, and other mature or potentially triggering material. Please proceed with caution and take care of your mental and emotional well-being. Reader discretion is strongly advised. This story is intended for a mature audience (18+) and explores complex relationships and emotions within a fictional context.

I felt myself getting close, as if I could join those heavenly bodies up in the sky. “I saw the way you looked at my dick at Coverts,” he whispered, not letting up on his assault on my clit, his lips tracing along my jawline. “I was so hard. You had on that yellow lingerie set that glowed against your skin. I wanted to bend you over and fuck you so badly. That young dude wasn’t going to get this pussy.” With that, he moved his attention from my clit, sliding two fingers inside my hot, already-drenched pussy. He worked his fingers until they were fully coated and soaked. “But I knew it wasn’t time. I’m patient. I can wait.”