Peter Parker Fanfic Novels & Stories

Her skin was crimson with the prints of his fingers and marks of his males scraping her once flawless skin. "Ride me." She gasped when he sat himself by the support of the back of the seat and took her in his lap, her legs on both sides. "S-sir please," She cried but Peter angrily popped his length inside her and nibbled her neck. Everytime he closed his eyes, he saw the Alpha's serene Housekeeper's face. This young girl in his lap didn't feel as soft as her but he was getting satisfied to some extent. Peter imagined taking Aura's n*pples in his mouth and sucked them. He hugged the girl's waist drawing her close as he buried his face in her boobs. He assumed she was Aurora and he was finally

“You can’t ask for anything Zayn. We aren’t yet married. Please excuse me.” I took another step towards my room door. “Who is Peter?” He queried, stopping me in my tracks. I shook my head slightly. Of course, he had done some background check on me. He was a mafia, and he will not go into any relationship blind. I should have known all these earlier. I was so stupid that I hadn’t figured all these out quickly. “He is not important,” I answered stiffly. “For Us. Tonight, I and Peter will go places that we never imagined. I will bring to the abyss of lust with my tongue, teeth and lip. I will love him like he has never been loved. I’m ready to give my all to him. I will teach him what love mea

"Early? Do you know what time it is?" One glance at the clock on his bedside table, and Parker became Peter Parker. He wildly swung over the things that were on the ground to get to different corners of the room, to get his stuff. Then, he jumped over his bed smoothly and left with a hasty 'Bye!' I surveyed the room, thinking of how long it would take for me to clean it. The answer was 'a lot.' Parker poked his head in again and said, "Please don't tell Drake about the cookies," he said sheepishly. "Go!" I yelled.

“I will not allow you to get exposed like that when you are a target. You’ll meet with him inside my office. That way, a lot of things will be prevented.” “That’s fine by me,” Peter said. He was granted access into the territory, and one of the guards led Peter to Xavier’s office, where Xavier and I were already waiting. There was a grin on Alpha Peter’s face as he walked inside. The moment I set my eyes on him, tingles spread through my chest and stomach. An overwhelming need to wrap my arms around him and call him mate surged through me. Before I could stop myself, I whispered, “Mate.” His eyes lit up at the word. Xavier’s already hard frown deepened, and the tips of his ears reddened.

“I came out here to fuck something and I fucking like what I see so you better be a good little bat and listen to me or I’m gonna fuck you the hard way.” I’m insane, why did that make me wet? “You’re a psychopath.” He placed his hand on my chin and forced me to look into his mesmerizing eyes. “I’m nothing like the obnoxious bullies you have wherever you came from because I know a pure sexy bitch when I see one.” He knows that… Could he smell me? Did he know I was wet too... fuck. His fingers danced away from my chin and went for my hair, feeling it with an engrossed look on his face. “I need your name, little bat.” Like that was ever gonna happen. “Or would you prefer me moaning spiderqueen?

“Your face said it, I’ve seen that look before, the ‘oh, that’s your name?’ look.” “I—I wasn’t making a face!” she protested, but her grin betrayed her. “Sure you weren’t,” he shot back, leaning just slightly closer. "I wasn't!" She squealed, "I was just picturing you as Peter Parker," she joked with a laugh. "Peter Parker?" He asked, confused. "Yes, Peter Parker, you don't know him?" The look on his face answered it. "Are you for real right now? You don't the Peter Parker?"

"We were talking. Like normal people. And then..." "Then?" I prompted when he fell silent. Peter's hands clenched into fists on his knees. "Then I kissed you. And I didn't feel sick. I wanted it." The admission hung between us, heavy with implication. Through our damaged bond, I could feel his confusion, his shame, and underneath it all, a desperate hope. "It was just a dream, Peter," I said quietly. "Was it?" He turned to me, his expression raw with vulnerability. "Or was it showing me what could be possible without Dr Reeves's drugs in my system?"

My girlfriend, Piper Wolfe, and her childhood best friend, Cole Carter, could physically feel each other's pain and sensations—or so she claimed. We were in the middle of a heavy make-out session when she suddenly shoved my shoulders, almost throwing me off the bed, and pulled out her phone to dial Cole. "Cole! It’s ten at night, why are you chugging ice-cold beer? If you don’t care about your stomach, at least think about mine!" Cole’s voice muffled through the speaker. "You don’t get to judge me! Tell your boyfriend to go easy on the kissing. My lips are burning! If you keep this up, I’m just gonna find someone else to kiss!" Piper’s chest heaved. Her voice spiked with panic. "Don't

I couldn't help but feel my face burn with shame as I struggled to get free. Kenneth effortlessly quelled my resistance. He swallowed hard, his gaze flickering from my face to my hands. I quickly snatched a nearby blanket and covered myself. I was just about to speak when he suddenly silenced me with a kiss. "If you had told me that you liked men sooner, I wouldn't have waited so long, Xavier." I was instantly taken aback. I was still trying to figure out what he meant when I saw him reaching out and tapping my phone screen a couple of times—it was the control for the toy I had bought.

Everyone's eyes are on me, and as they mutter to each other, giving me those looks screaming pity, sympathy, and disgust, I know very well what's going to happen next. “Amelia, do you accept the punishment?” The head of the pack, my father, asked me in a cold tone. Do I have a choice? Last night, when I went to the river, I spotted two people making out in the dark. It's not a crime to make out with your lover, but that damn bastard shifted all the blame on me while he was acting all innocent as if I was the one forcing him when he was caught with my younger stepsister. He is not from my pack. He belongs to the enemy pack. It's forbidden to even talk to the Alaska Werewolf Pack, so forget ab