Predator X Reader Novels & Stories

she prayed. Seeing her seemingly scared expression, Wolf smiled before he pointed, "you look worried, what's the matter?" "You're going to kill me."she said in a hestant tone. "Oh! I didn't know you were a quick learner... hmmm, I'm impressed! Since when did you start reading people's minds?"he was teasing her. Maya was so quick when answering his questions. It was making him smile since she was getting them all wrong. Maya's heart was pounding so hard inside as she waited for her end.

“You come when we say. Or we leave you dripping and aching till morning.” A cruiser’s red-and-blue lights flickered in the distance; slow, searching through the blizzard. My heart slammed. They froze for one heartbeat. Then Kai curled harder, hitting that spot relentlessly. Jax whispered, filthy and low, “If that cop stops, you keep those legs spread. Show him how wet our little manager gets for four cocks.”

***TRIGGER WARNING: Up until now, this story has been fairly tame. From this point forward, Wolfblood takes a dark turn. For those who read the first book of the series, Wolfbane, this book is much darker and deals with more serious, real-world issues. If you prefer light-hearted romances without violence, I advise you not to continue. If, however, you enjoy thrilling werewolf romance novels, please continue with Wolfblood! I promise it's worth the ride.***

He’s right, I’m absolutely mortified. The way he stands between me and them is a protective move, but surely he knows they would never hurt me. “We were only reading.” Ryder holds up his book, one with a particularly muscular, bearded man on the front. I bought that book because the cover reminded me of Phoenix. "Mine is definitely the best so far." Ranger holds up his. I instantly recognise it as one of the more explicit ones. It has bondage, doctor role pay, and lots of edging, which for some reason really appeals to me, even though it sounds like torture of the best kind.

It was a Novel by Ana huang famous author for the twisted series, it was Twisted hate and the open page was one the steamy hate sex scenes between Jules and josh I picked it up and started to read it, I couldn’t hold it anymore, I bit my lips and my eyes narrowed as I could feel my wetness,drip down my legs. I needed the release, with or without the cute guy, I sat on the singular chair there, spreading my legs and rubbing my swollen clit,I made sure I kept my moans muffled. I was interrupted by someone clearing their throat,my eyes widened at the cute guy staring at me. “Don’t stop” his voice husky as I could see the dick bulging against his zipper.

Maybe. Josh pushes himself up from the floor. I bite my lip, aware of him walking towards the bookshelves but still too stuck in my head to do anything. "Yes!" I spin around, seeing Josh grab a book off the shelf. "Oh! And this one for sure! Mmmm maybe this one, Xavier seems like he could be the kinky type." Kinky? He comes back over to me, handing me three books. "I think these will give you a better reference." I raise a brow, hesitantly taking them from him. "These two," he taps on two of them, "are realistic and sweet. Reminds me of you two. This one," he taps the third, a devious smile growing on his face, "is what I bet Xavier is like in bed."

“WE NEED TO TALK ABOUT THE LODGE.” I didn’t open them. Not until I was home. Showered. Alone. Back in the armor of city lights and sharp suits. Then I did what I always do. I poured a glass of red. Opened my laptop. And braced for the mess. But I wasn’t prepared for this. Title: “Locked In: A True Story of Lust in the Storm” By: Jax Hart I blinked. Then clicked. The bastard had published a preview. A whole fucking chapter. On his newsletter. To over two million subscribers.

The dream pulled me under like warm honey, slow and thick and impossible to resist. My bedroom door creaked open. Alex stood there shirtless, moonlight carving shadows across his broad chest and defined abs. His gray sweatpants hung low on his hips, the outline of his hardening cock already visible. He didn’t say anything at first. He just locked the door behind him with a soft click and stalked toward my bed like a predator who’d waited long enough. “Emma…” His voice was low, rough, exactly like I’d always imagined it in moments like this. “You think I don’t notice the way you look at me? Those little shorts you wear around the house. The way your nipples get hard every time I walk into the

"You think because you spent one night in his bed that you’re special? Xavier Vane is a predator. He’s using you to get to our father’s land. Once he has what he wants, he’ll throw you back into the gutter where you belong. She reached out to grab my arm, her nails like claws, but a shadow fell over us before she could make contact. Xavier walked into the room, shirtless, a towel draped around his neck. Water droplets glistened on his broad shoulders, and the raw power radiating from him made Tiffany freeze in her tracks. "Who let you in here?" Xavier’s voice was a low, dangerous rumble that seemed to vibrate the very air.

All components within the werewolf pack form an important unity in building a strong werewolf community. "What are you doing?" Scarlett asked when she noticed Xavier standing quietly in front of the bookshelf, reading an old book in Viggo's reading room. Hearing Scarlett's voice, Xavier immediately turned his gaze and quickly closed the book he was reading. "You were asked to organize these history books, not to read them one by one," Scarlett said, crossing her arms in front of her chest. Xavier blushed and smiled in embarrassment, then he placed the history books about werewolf clans, especially the Celestria clan, back into the box that had been provided.