Ranfren X Reader Novels & Stories

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As blod coated Xavier’s cck, the realization hit Xavier. Was he untouched? A virgin? Xavier froze, horrified. "Shit—Raphael—" "Don’t you fucking stop now," Raphael snarled, wrapping his legs around Xavier, dragging him deeper. "I swear I’ll gut you if you leave me like this." Xavier cursed under his breath, but his body betrayed him—he began to move. Thrust. Thrust. Thrust. Hard. Deep. Punishing. Each thrust dragged curses and moans from Raphael’s lips, alternating between calling him "Xavier" and "brother," maddeningly sweet and filthy.

A mass of white blossom tinged with pink across the sky, creating a remarkable sense of good and peace, except that may not apply in the situation, seeing that Marretje has promptly called for me. Her minions escort me to a hall in Xaulfur’s building. Then they leave me at the half open door to find my way in. Within the tiny space left of the door to close gazes the crude eyes of the witch. Seeing them now, they are dark; not any dark colour, but purely black, which makes me wonder if they took the colour of her heart. Across her is Master Xaulfur, who is reclined against a chair, his right hand holding his chin and the other placed on the table creating the division between him and the wit

Not for long. "She does not take no for an answer, Lira " Ronan warned. ". She will not be happy to see you, a servant wearing the crown she thinks is hers." The doors to the hall burst open. It was really loud. Alpha Xandra did not walk she stalked. She was almost as tall as Ronan with skin like bronze and hair like blonde in a warriors braid. She wore leather armor with wolf bones. She smelled like iron and pine. She ignored everyone else. Looked straight at Ronan.

“I’ve waited forever to hold you. You’re mine. All mine.” She didn’t push him away. She didn’t even flinch. Her heart beat faster, but not from fear. From something… more. “You’re kinda intense,” she whispered, biting back a smile. “And you’re kinda perfect,” he shot back, grinning. “I could write poetry about your freckles.” Alana blinked. “Wait, I have freckles?” “You do now,” Xander declared proudly, then lowered his head, resting it right at the curve of her neck, right where the mark should go.

Chanel murmured reading his eyes she knew what he wanted, but she didn't think it was a good idea to do anything while he was there. "He'll be fine," Alfonso said not looking at her. His eyes were fixed on the junction between her thighs. Before she could even register what was going on, Alfonso ripped her panties off and thrust roughly into her. A pain-filled groan left her lips. She had not been ready for the intrusion. She was so dry that it felt like her insides were tearing. “Stop...” Chanel whispered, pounding his chest but he only pushed harder into her, not caring that he was hurting her.

The alcohol was still thick in her veins, Rissa felt herself unraveling in slow, syrupy waves, her legs falling wider and hips lifting toward his hand when his rough fingers finally slipped between her thighs and found how embarrassingly wet she already was. “Fuck,” Ronan breathed, the word almost reverent. “All this for a man who won’t even look at you?” He worked her open with slow, merciless strokes, curling two fingers deep inside, while his thumb circled her clit in tight, unrelenting loops. Larissa’s head thrashed against the pillow, a broken sob caught in her throat every time he dragged against that spot inside her that made stars burst behind her eyelids. She was close, dangerously

On the other hand, Stefan tore my bra and pinched my hard nipples and I felt my core tightening. “Riven! I am about to c*m!”

Reina, whose cheeks were crimson from the sudden heat that had pooled in her legs, nodded as she lowered her gaze, avoiding Xavier's intense eyes; she knew he also felt the same the moment she looked down and saw the huge rise in his pants. “Mind if we go to the hospital later? It seems someone is awake and needs immediate attention, and I can tell the same goes for the little missy hidden in paradise.” Xavier flirted. “Xavier Romano! You cocky mafia…” Reina choked on her words as Xavier's hand slipped under her dress, and he grinned at her. “What can I say? You made me a sex addict, Micetta.” He shrugged as he lurched his fingers forward as they brushed her pussy through her flimsy panties.

Xavier A couple of hours passed before Renna finally stirred from her slumber. Throughout her unconsciousness, I had been vigilantly observing, clutching her hand tightly. However, as she awakened, a surge of anger surged within me, mirroring the sentiment shared by my wolf. Her eyelids fluttered open, revealing a frown etching across her face, “Xavier?” I prepared to express my frustration, the simmering anger once again bubbling beneath the surface.