Nico Di Angelo X Reader Novels & Stories

“Growing up, my father taught me that feelings are nonexistent, an illusion. For years, I was conditioned to be unfeeling. I’d cry but I couldn’t tell why. I’d chase after things like happiness, and yet, I couldn’t tell why. But with you, Gio, I think I’m beginning to understand the concept of feelings. Sometimes, I fear. Sometimes, I’m worried. Sometimes, I’m happy. Pain, sadness, fear, anger—I feel them all with you. I laugh, smile, cry, scream, not because they’re a necessity, but because I feel them with unimaginable intensity.” My hooded eyes connect his icy ones. Expression stoic, lips pursed, hair disheveled, brows raised—Angioletto stares into my eyes in ways that make me shiver. “So

Content Warning (Explicit) This chapter contains graphic sexual content, strong language, and themes of infidelity, power dynamics, and emotional manipulation. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Intended for mature audiences 18+. If you are sensitive to morally gray relationships, explicit erotica, or taboo dynamics, please proceed with caution. Angel’s Pov. Dropping to my knees like the desperate sinner I was, I wrapped my fingers around him, dragging my nails along the throbbing veins that marked his shaft. The sight of his swollen tip and the feel of his heat in my hand made my nipples tighten and my pussy throb—soaked and aching with fresh want. I licked my lips, teasing th

“Hear how fucking wet you are? So wet and fucking tight like my little, forbidden angel.” I moan shamelessly, feeling my juice drench his fingers. My whole body is on fire. My heart beats faster than normal, and my nipples harden painfully against the fabric of my dress. Nico just watches me as he finger-fucks me, his face barely an inch away from me. His thumb moves up to my clit and circles me in a perfect, devastating rhythm. “Oh, fuck-Yes… yes…” I can barely keep my eyes open. Nico’s jaw clenches. He increases the speed of his stroke. My chest rises and falls so heavily, I fear I might actually pass out.

said Angelo and walked towards the stairs . " Where are you going Angelo ? " asked Antonio . " I am going to read the science of technology volume four based on the app development system . I will make sure to finish it today so that I can spend time with aunt Valeria to my heart's content tomorrow . Goodbye uncle Alex ! " said Angelo and waved at him . " Bye little buddy ! " said Alex with a smile . Antonio was still staring at his child with a dumbfounded expression . " If he was my kid , I would stare at him the same way you are now . " said Alex who couldn't keep his laugh anymore .

He took her in, her boobs, slender waist, and ass, no hips but he was ready to take her in regardless. In a rough motion, he sat her down, and in a wisp, he roughly put his dick in her mouth as he used it to choke her. Cora moaned appreciatively, using her hand to adjust Hunter’s length in her mouth. “Luca gets her pussy… you, Hunter her mouth while I take her pussy hole,” Angelo said, discarding his blunt and removing his belt. We all knew Angelo had a knack for hard and rough sex especially when it had to be a collective game where he had to be in charge of the asshole. After he discarded his pants he held his already erected penis in his hand, stroking himself and I watched as his penis

Liam's whole body was littered with red hickeys and teeth marks. Lucas put his hand on the zipper of his jeans and looked up at Liam. "You… You can". He consented verbally just like Lucas wanted and he didn’t waste a single moment to open the zipper. Liam saw those eyes. The eyes of a predator. A hunter. A Hungry Wolf. He tried to keep his eyes open but he lost the moment Lucas nuzzled his nose on the bulge at his briefs. That... That was the most intoxicating scent Lucas had ever smelled. He was snuggling his nose more and deeper on the briefs to take as much as the musky scent in his system.

“Baby, you get diamonds. That’s your titty card.” The girl laughed, drunk as hell, pressing the card against her chest and blowing a kiss. “Who’s next?” Vincenzo said, spinning another card toward a girl grinding in Miguel’s lap, even though he was already half-dead. Angelo didn’t move. He sat near the balcony doors, one arm draped over the chair, the other holding a cigarette. Smoke curled from his lips as he watched the city. Lights blinked far off, slow and steady. Cars honked below, but nothing serious. Not yet.

I wait for him when I can but on days he comes back late like tonight, he expects me to have eaten and not wait for him. “Okay, go ahead, I need to put them down anyways” I pat Angel's chest. Niko turns my face with his finger under my chin, placing another kiss on my lips, loving, lingering. Before pulling back and getting off the bed. He disappears into the bathroom. I lay there for a minute, soaking in his touch. When the shower turns on, I get up. Picking up Caela lightly so she doesn’t wake, I place two pillows beside Angelo because I don’t want any accidents before I return.

said Ximena, taking off her little white panty and throwing them in his face. “Wait, you might catch a cold,” smiled Angelo, already unable to continue with his ideals, although he wondered if he would be a freeloader or, on the contrary. If he should do it to relieve himself of what he had been given. What if complications arise? Would that act he had imagined so many times now become a sacrifice? What happened was that he did not want to be a freeloader; if she now allowed it, tomorrow would surely censure him, increasing the inconveniences.

I replied. “My God, Pearl, you don’t know what’s going on?” She asked again. I shook my head. “No! And I wish someone could fucking explain to me what I got myself entangled in. Who the fuck is Nico D’Angelo? I cried. My God, who have i fallen in love with… Why does he hunt me still...like a lingering presence everywhere I am? “You might want to sit because I want you to get your facts right before I sign away my fiancée’s blood.”