Poison Ivy X Male Reader Novels & Stories

he began in a blunt tone. “Wow,” she blurted, taken aback by his frankness. “I will find out who tried to poison you, and they'll be dealt with. Before then, I owe you an apology for being dismissive.” Ivy's eyes widened. There was no way he was apologizing, she thought.. Men didn't apologize. Even when wrong, they were known to gaslight, and manipulate instead of admitting their fault.

“Oh, honey, don't let Lane's sweet face fool you. He's got secrets, and I'm not just talking about his questionable taste in music.” Not gonna lie, Ivy's got a radar for all things kinky, probably because she's a little naughty herself. Let's just say she's the spicy pepperoni to my plain Jane vanilla… She’s got a sixth sense when it comes to picking up on even the faintest whiff of naughty shenanigans, while I’m over here wondering how she does it. “Okay. Fine. Let’s assume, for the sake of argument, that you’re right. That my therapist's got some kind of dark, twisted alter ego. What are you suggesting I do?”

NOTE : THIS CHAPTER CONSIST OF EXPOSED EROTIC S*X STUFF AND SCENE, PLEASE KINDLY SKIP IF YOU FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE WITH THE SCENE OF IVY AND DAMON TOGETHER. STRICTLY~ RATED 🔞🔞 I REPEAT , SKIP IF YOU ARE A MINOR OR FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE WITH IT, PLEASE ‼️‼️ "You are so tight and warm " He whispered and started gently thrusting his long fingers in and out of her.

Ivy could not explain or understand what was going on, but somehow, she wanted it, and was pleased with it. Alexander laid her on the couch, staring at her, romantically, and then he continued kissing her, but this time, his hands were fondling with her breasts, making Ivy feel ecstasy. “Would no one walk in on us?” Alexander asked. “No. They are asleep.” Ivy said. Then Alexander moved his lips from hers to her breasts, and began to caress her nipples, with his tongue. ~ Alexander felt bad that he had sex with Ivy, under the influence of what he feels to have been Bethany’s handwork, and he couldn’t bring himself to tell her.

Han moved to my side in order to have the full understanding of what happened earlier and how I ended up this way. “How did you come in contact with poison ivy?” she questioned. My eyes closed briefly before I answered that it was the handwork of Amy, even though I was not sure if Draco knew about it or not. I was expecting her to get furious but she was still as calm as ever, to my surprise, and that was actually more dangerous than when she acts out her anger. “She mixed it into the incense so I couldn’t quickly decipher it. She’s openly declaring war and must have gotten the fact that I am allergic to the flower through her grandfather because it was a family thing” I remarked, a sigh fol

I only have two days before the full moon and still I don’t see any glimpse of hope that he is going to have sex with me and mark me. It’s so pathetic and humiliating that even after I spoke to him to prick his conscience and make him realize that his actions towards me are cruel and disgusting for an Alpha, he still didn’t care but went straight to Ivy’s room. I stood by the side of the wall then to watch and see what he was going to do after I spoke to him, he only gawked at me and with alacrity, rushed into Ivy’s room.

She glanced through the first page, read the first chapter and froze. It was a story about a man named Desire, narrating the first time he had sex with his nymphomaniac girlfriend Ivy. When he shaved her and painted her in his private studio. Delilah felt her heart skip a beat as she read the words. She was getting a feeling of déjà vu as she glanced over the raw and unfiltered words.

My wrists and ankles were beginning to itch and burn. “What is this?” I asked trying to tug my hands free or at least generate friction on the itch. “Poison ivy with a little wolf bane. I'm glad you like it. You see, I don't derive any pleasure from watching you get tortured and you having an easy death doesn't sit right with me. I decided to create this for you.” I glared at her and turned to Xander. “Why her? I'm better than her in every way that counts, I can give you everything you desire from a partner, so why? Why choose her over me? Even my bloody mate chose her over me, I don't fucking get it!! Why?!”

Now he has her body imprinted in his memory. On the other hand, Ivy is feeling out of her debth. She wanted this, but she is feeling extremely shy, especially when he is looking at her like this. She felt her nipples became hard and wetness started to seep from between her legs, just from the way he was looking at her. His gaze held lust, Possesiveness and something else which is far more powerful than these two which she couldn't understand. After he stripped out of his clothes, Ivy couldn't take her eyes of his body. He is toned and muscular like a sculpture came out a Greek mythology. When her eyes unexpectedly landed on his male girth, her eyes became wide and she immediately looked away

We laughed together. “Is he handsome, is he cute, and does he have a nice raw cassava down there, etc.” Ivy asked. “Oh! Come on! You are asking too much details.” I told her but nodded as if to indicate positive for her questions. “The man am fucking right now, apart from my husband, I chose him purely for his penis. I mean, my vagina seems to have gotten bigger due to giving birth to 4 children and I was feeling like I could not get enough of my husband’s penis so I got myself a man who has a larger penis.” Ivy told me. She took out her tablet, activated data bundles and began to scroll on a certain website. I was curious to know which website it was.