Neji X Reader Novels & Stories

Too shallow. Nevio stood a few steps away, silent, his eyes fixed on her like he was memorizing every detail in case this went wrong. There was something raw in his expression—anger, guilt, something closer to fear—but he kept his hands clenched at his sides, like touching her would break something. “This is what they do,” he said quietly, more to himself than to us. “They don’t just hurt the body. They exhaust the will.” Nestore came back into the room. “She’s on her way. Ten minutes.”

Nepher asked, pulling out a bottle from the rack under the cane table and a small glass from there also. Khaid shook his head. Nepher chuckled humorlessly, the sound dry and grating, and quickly gulped down the glass of liquor. Khaid watched his every movement. How his eyes twitched like he's up to mischief all the time and his ever gallant and taut gait as if he could hold a passing bullet that instant. Nepher Jager is indeed an old soldier. Attitude is indeed a second nature. “You don't smoke. You don't get drunk”

I saw him glance in my direction but I stayed still and kept silent, only those who were numb cannot feel the awkwardness in the air, I don’t know what they were talking about before I reached this table but by the looks of them, they have a clue over what happened. “Yes Tyler, most girls do.” Neneuis rolled her eyes heavenwards and walked out to her seat, she returned seconds later with each box for us wrapped in paper and ribbons. “You don’t have to do this child,” Aether spoke softly. The same tone he used when saying the truth to me. The same tone that stabs me until I’m bleeding to death. Neneuis gave him a half-shrug. “But it’s the only thing I could do, and it’s the only thing I like,

Chase warns him. “The weird little thing I couldn’t figure out has shown its purpose. It’s positioned perfectly at my clit, and it’s sucking while Hudelone rails into me. Heat burns through my bones, and I’m silenced by the pleasure that builds,” Jax reads aloud with a grin. “Okay, stop reading the fucking book!” Chase laughs, shaking his head as he walks off. “I’m reading them all. Every single one of her books,” Jax smirks, clearly enjoying himself.

I lost sight of him as he leans down, but I feel his hot breath on my neck as he inhales long and slow, then exhales with a pleased hum. “You don’t smell like him,” Neil says. “I don’t,” I agree. “He hasn’t claimed you.” “No.” He breathes again, in and out. Then he licks a long stripe up the column of my throat to my ear. I know he can smell my desire. He can probably taste it too. “You want to do those things in the book. You want to be tied up and blindfolded. You want to be played with until you forget your own name.”