Naga X Reader Novels & Stories

The crowd parted as an elderly wolf in gray healer's robes stepped into the corridor. His silver hair was neatly tied back, his shoulders slightly stooped with age. The leather satchel hanging from his side was one Nia knew all too well. Physician Aldren. He had tended to every miscarriage she had suffered. He had checked her pulse with careful fingers. He had mixed her herbs in silence. He had promised her the Moon Goddess had not abandoned her. He stopped several paces from Kieran and bowed. "My Alpha."

I told her. “All the hounds of Hell are coming. I will leave before then.” I looked at her curiously. “Little vitteraï,” said the naga. “You have the sight?” “I do,” she replied. “You can’t have it with this collar,” the naga said. “I don’t need the sight to know that my husband is coming.” The naga scoffed and laid her back against the wall. “You won’t be this hopeful once they get to you.”

And so, she nodded a yes, staring weakly into his eyes. “Breathe in…” he softly commanded. She obeyed. With one deliberate thrust, he entered her. His mouth descending on her neck, marking her. "Aggggghhhh!" Nadia screamed, a sharp, blinding pain shooting through her mind. She felt her walls rip apart, clenching to his big dick, the reality of her first time hitting her with agonizing force.

Anything else required major brain cells, and I had none at the moment. I must have lost all track of time when I first entered the room. Considering our differences in height, I wasn’t able to see much, but what I saw was gloriously naked Naja. His clothes shredded and on the floor. His tribal tattoos were on full display, even the one on his upper thigh, which made my insides melt. There in black was my name, Charlotte, in big bold script. After seeing that, my mind went completely blank. Of course, that wasn’t the only thing my eyes landed on. My cheeks flushed and heat pooled between my thighs as I fixed my gaze on his long, thick appendage. In my mind, I kept thinking about how his cock

I enlightened with a chuckle as I wrapped my arms around her inhaling the beautiful scent of jasmine flower and strawberries. “beautiful” she repeated, and I stilled, weak under her touch as her lips pressed softly against the perfect spot that would have donned her mark if she where a she-wolf. Nina’s pov- Maverick tensed beneath my fingers as I placed another kiss to the spot between his collar bone and neck. A rumble of what I can only assume was his approval of the action rolled from his lips and it set a fire within me to be able to drawl such a sound from him. No matter how mad I am at the boys in our school, this was one boy I couldn’t stay mad at because he was the boy I truly did fe

Naina removed Jacob's arm from her waist and this time Jacob let her, With turtle steps she moved toward Xavier and sat on her knees in front of him. She rested her palms over Xavier's thigh, and started staring at him with moist eyes. Seeing her emotional eyes, Xavier's gut feeling was telling him that something bad is about to happen. His gut feeling was indicting him that Naina has been about to blast some bomb on them. Xavier raised his palm and put his palm over over Naina's head. She closed her eyes and grabbed his palm tightly, Naina and Xavier didn't talk but more than words their eyes were talking. They were exchanging deep emotions.

Ria’s fingers pinched and rolled my nipples while she kissed and sucked on my neck, leaving little marks. I moaned loudly, my head falling back against Ria’s shoulder as her dad fucked me with slow, delibrate strokes. Every thrust pushed me back against Ria’s soft body. She reached down between us, her fingers finding my swollen clit and rubbing tight circles while her father’s cock stretched me open. “So tight for him,” Ria murmured, voice dripping with arousal. “Look at you creaming all over Daddy’s cock, Maya. Such a greedy little virgin.”

She tugged her closer, her eyes burning even as the light inside them dimmed. “Nadia…” Her voice was barely more than a rasp, broken and wet. She struggled for breath, and Nadia leaned in, straining to catch the words. Thelma’s lips brushed against her ear, warm and sticky with blood as she whispered Here’s the full chapter draft, written in a tense, immersive style: ---

He inhaled deeply and sparks of molten grey swirled inside his eyes. "Why haven't you told us that you need us this much, baby girl?" Maverick cooed from beside me. His fingers brushed away the hair from my ear, igniting flames as he went. I clenched my thighs together even tighter and squirmed. "She smells like she will combust at any moment. How have we not helped her already?" Dargan mused, those molten silver eyes of his scanning over me. Maverick's hand slid over my upper thigh, so close to where I had been craving them. I stifled a moan, feeling my cunt tighten and loosen.

I sighed deeply, feeling the pain she must have felt at the loss of all her people. “Your people? Your people didn’t do anything to me. I’ve done my research. We have books filled with the legacy of the werewolves and I wanted to make sure which ones I ate first.” Nagaara picked at her teeth to show her point. “Yes, well, they are my people now. Max and I are mates. If you kill him, you will probably kill me too. See, I also did my research, and we are completely different our species. Yours has figured out ways to survive without having a mate. Mine has only figured out how to survive with a mate. If you kill one, the other dies as well.” I explained, noting the puzzled look on her face. I