Naga X Reader Novels & Stories

Xander held my gaze, his lowered eyelids making him look unfairly hot. “Only for us though, because there’s no other way we’d rather have you be,” Nick chimed in, his breath ragged and strained as he punctuated each word by slamming in and out of my dripping pussy. I felt my clit throbbing, my eyes watering, my lips watering, my throat shaking, my thighs trembling, and my insides turning to jelly….

“Even when you know you are mine.” Ashwin’s pulse pounded against his ribs. His skin burned where the Naga touched him, every nerve alight with sensation. “You have no idea how long I have waited.” The Naga leaned in, his breath hot against Ashwin’s cheek. His lips hovered just above Ashwin’s skin, not quite touching, teasing, as if savoring the moment before the inevitable claim. Ashwin swallowed hard. “Who are you?” The Naga’s eyes darkened. “Say my name,” he commanded, his voice threading through Ashwin’s mind like silk and steel.

The story was so vivid, so real, that she could feel the heat radiating from the page, smell the stale beer and cheap perfume of the club. She closed her eyes for a moment, letting the narrative wash over her. She was there, sitting in the booth, watching him. She felt the tension building, the air thick with unspoken words. She wanted to reach out, to touch him, to feel the same electric connection. The writer’s voice was hypnotic, a siren’s call that drew her in deeper. She was no longer just reading; she was experiencing. She was living the story. Her body began to react on its own accord. A dull throb started between her legs, a familiar ache that she had been ignoring for too long. She

CHAPTER THIRTY- EIGHT Nala’s POV To think this little shit of a cat hated my guts when we first met. Now the furry traitor was curled up on my pillow like we'd been married for ten years. I was halfway dozing off, trying to finish a chapter of some blood-soaked haunted-house novel — because fuck those cheesy romance books — when a muffled knock hit my door. I didn't even bother asking who it was, knowing nova or Lena could want to check up on me, I just yanked it open.

I can only seem to breathe heavily and moan like I was in some kind of heat. I was though. I was very hot at the moment. It was like someone had set me on fire. And that someone was the alpha of the Crimson Moon pack. Xavier soon grows impatient, the flicks of his tongue getting desperate as he sought for something. I hear the sound of papers being swiped aside, books thrown and I swore I heard something break. But Xavier doesn't pull away, neither of us do. My hands reach in his hair, tugging at his soft strands as I am too desperate for something he alone can give me.

I whimper as I shut my eyes, trying to take my head far before he stops me by placing his free hand under my chin. The pain of his touch electrifies my whole cells. I imagine death, the ruthless phantom that feeds on lives, especially innocent ones. I would not call mine innocent though, which is why I could not help but think that if I die today, will I be able to see my mother? “Young flesh,” Xaulfur groans, much to my surprise. His voice has a wolfish growl, pushing its way brutally into my eardrums. When I open my eyes, I find his face in front of mine. He could be tall, but I am tall enough to reach the point where I now watch his Adam's apple move as he speaks again.

Mature content ahead. Read at own your risk... Nandini was helpless due to the pain in her body because of his harsh touch.Her lips were bruised and his lips too. Her cleavage giving him the full view of his nectar " Do you want hard ways Bella??? Cooperation is the only way to make it pleasurable. I promise It would be the best time of your life." but Nandini was kicking and punching him…. Her throat was paining and parching due to screaming but nothing worked.

∆ WARNING ∆: The following contents contain mature content. Might be inappropriate for some readers. Echo’s POV: “Open your eyes. Look at me and say it,” he asked as his husky voice hit my lips. I was ashamed, ashamed to hell. I want him. My body wanted him and more soul wanted him. I don’t know what magic his eyes do to me every time I look at them. Those eyes which have only furies in them, only vengeance on them, I don’t know why do I feel different when my eyes get hooked with them?

The future may be uncertain, but with Daniel as my anchor, I face it head-on, determined to protect the ones I love at all costs. The door creaks open, breaking the heavy silence of the room, and I turn, my heart quickening. Natalia stands at the threshold, supported by the gentle arms of her friend Sahra. She looks fragile, a mere shadow of her former self, her once vibrant spirit now tempered by the weight of her pregnancy. My breath catches in my throat as I take in the sight of her. Her cheeks are pale, and the lines of exhaustion etch deep grooves beneath her eyes. Sahra, ever the steadfast friend, supports her with a tenderness that speaks of years of unwavering loyalty. Natalia's gaze

So your wait is over and I have come back with Xaphan Knight's story! Those who are new let me tell you that this book is going to tell the story of one of the main characters of 'Between Hell and Heaven' (available on Good Novel) i.e. 'Xaphan Knight!' If you haven't read that story than there is no problem. You can read whichever you want first or you can read this story as stand alone too 😊. So finally if you are ready for some hot stuff then join the journey of Nikki Ahuja and Xaphan Knight with me 😉