Natasha X Reader Novels & Stories

I want to know everything about her; explore her body and the taste of her on my tongue. Despite her beauty, there is one thing that intrigues and confuses me: Natalie has a commanding presence that is much stronger than Elle’s. She’s an omega, and her parents are warriors. Subordinate strong warriors. I guess we’ll find out why soon enough. I wanted Natalie more than any other she-wolf, and this school year I’ve decided to make her mine. I checked I*******m, and as I expected, her account is private. You can only see her profile picture, which was a set of earbuds on top of a book in black and white. This girl is intriguing. I wanted to know her so badly– all of her.

she asked with curious excitement, my mind was still caught up on her previous confessions but I shook them from my thoughts deciding I would question Ashton over it and let Natalie have the breather she was so obviously seeking. “No to the Regina but maybe the John tucker of Texas. I don’t know much on him yet to decide if he’s flirtatious with only me or the entire school’s female population” I spilled the gossip as I cracked my can open and took a few sips. Maverick was intriguing to say the least, very forward making the possibility of him being a player a big Y-E-S. “Was he hot? Tell me… tell me everything” she squealed in excitement. She was way to invested in my life, probably way mor

She didn’t have anything worth remembering to write down, so she promised herself that if her life started getting more interesting, she would perhaps give the book a chance. Nothing unusual had gone down since that very weird night, thank God, and Natalie was taking the whole settling-in thing quite well. The silver haired teen sat in their beautiful garden today, lounging… her cast foot resting on a low table as she read a romantic novel. She was flushed, her heart thumping very fast, her thighs clenching unconsciously at the extremely smutty scene she had gotten to. Being a virgin, this was kind of the only way she got to get her adrenaline high— taking it second handedly while pretending

Ashley blurted out. "Well, you love Brayden not me. Go to your boyfriend and leave me alone." Natasha replied her. "You have to read this letter and see, feel how I love you genuinely. I love you Babes, should I describe how much I love you." Ashley moved closer to her and try touching her. "Pervert, don't touch me. I hate when ladies touch me, I only crave Men's touch right now." Natasha moved backward avoiding her touch. "You are running away from me now, that Men touch makes you feel better now." Ashley muttered scarstically.

Natasha was the epitome of sex; she had long legs, long raven black hair, flawless pale skin, perfectly formed tits and lips, and an air of seduction that neither men nor women could match or resist. Natasha increased her efforts rather than halting them, slurping and groaning all around his softening shaft. "That's it, Natasha." With the back of her hand, she wiped off a string of saliva from her mouth as she withdrew, letting his barely stiffened length fall from her. "What is the problem?" Cayden sagged into a chair, zipped up his pants, and tucked himself back in with trembling, sloppy hands. "It's her, right? Cayden, I knew this would happen. You have been enamoured with her. You are ig

I yanked my hands away from him, afraid that Ali might see us or he might get weird ideas. “Call me Natasha. And we have different opinions about mates.” “I can call whatever I want. And I prefer the name, Tasha. It looked like a name for the submissive future luna. They are my type. Beautiful and submissive women. Mates or not.” What an asshole, I spat in my mind “You want a submissive luna? You marry a dog, instead,” I replied, not hiding my annoyance at him. If he liked me at first sight, well, I hated him at first sight. “Dogs are beautiful and submissive. You will have what you are looking for.

I whispered. "Seems like it," Alexei replied, taking a step forward. "It’s okay, sunshine. You’re safe," I said, calm enough to silence any storm. Natalia mumbled something unintelligible. She was trapped somewhere dark. Maybe a memory. Alexei moved closer without asking. I didn’t stop him. I simply stepped aside. I watched him sit beside her and wrap his arms around her. Natalia’s body molded to his like they were made for each other. Her warmth—I was sure—seeped through his skin. And something inside him… shattered.

A frown took over Xavier's face as he assessed Ethan's actions, while the latter pulled out his cellphone from his pocket, after a few moments; hurt, pain and love flickered in Ethan's eyes while looking at the phone's screen. Xavier grew impatient, "What is it?!" He growled as his eyes grew red and his body started to shiver in anger. Gritting his teeths, Ethan stepped forward briskly and shoved his phone in Xavier's face, showing the picture of Natasha Ramirez, "Remember? High School? Ring any bell?" Asked Ethan. Furrowing his eyebrows, Xavier looked at Natasha's picture, saying, "Fucking yes! Now what?!"

Alexander stands beside her with his jaw set and his hand gripping her shoulder in a pose that screams solidarity and heartbreak. Behind them are the rest of the family. Camilia’s lips pursed in feigned sorrow, my father eyes cold and unreadable, and Gregory Westfield radiating smug satisfaction. I hit play. “I…” Natasha’s voice quivers, every syllable calculated for maximum effect. “I know what everyone must think of me,” she begins, dabbing delicately at her eyes. “That I’m the villain in this story. The other woman. The home-wrecker.” She pauses, letting her words hang in the air while soaking up the attention.

Her thoughts ruminated over everything, everywhere, all at once. It is true Natasha had spent the last couple of days crying over a man that wasn't even her mate. But that was in the day. At night, she would sneak out with Lisa and a few other members of the House of Thorne to the underground city of Hayden. Beneath the rainbow and sunshine and courtesy of the Hayden Kingdom, lies a more savage and vulgar city. Introduced to the dark alleys of Haden by Lisa, Natasha spent her nights from one nightclub to the farthest orgy and the nearest scandalous illegal events. The one the night before was particularly quiet, as she may or may not have made out with Lisa’s mate. Hence, probably, she had g