Rangiku X Male Reader Novels & Stories

We stay entangled like that for a little while, enjoying the feeling of our naked bodies pressed together and the smell of s*x lingering in the air. “We have to get going beautiful” Nick speaks softly, while kissing every inch of my back. “I know” I grumble, as I turn myself around in his arms. I start to kiss him softly and I press my body flush against his. He grunts and squeezes my *ss, mumbling against my lips “if you are going to do this, we will never get there”. He presses his already hard c*ck against my folds again, as he adds “come to think of it, that’s perfectly fine by me”. I groan in frustration as I would really like another round, but it’s vital to me that Nick gets treated.

“That’s it, sweetheart. Take it. Daddy’s so proud of his brave girl.” Nick admired his work, running a bare thumb lightly over the fresh piercing. Lucy nearly came from the single touch. “Beautiful. Now she’s going to feel this every time she walks, sits, or gets fucked.” The room thickened with raw, depraved tension. Nick stripped off his shirt, revealing a chiseled, tattooed torso. Mark followed, shedding his clothes until both men stood naked and hard beside the bed. Their cocks were massive—Nick’s long and thick with a slight upward curve, Mark’s even girthier, heavy balls hanging low. Both leaked precum.

I struggle to speak as his lips draw nearer to mine, ready to devour. “Weak ones,” he whispers. “Weak?” I blink. “What do you mean?” “You ask too much, Ria. What about you? Have you ever been with a male before?” He grazes his thumb across my cheek. I can’t deny that I’m afraid. Bran is an Alpha, second in command of this territory, and I’m just a human with no experience. Words refuse to leave my lips. “Has anyone ever fucked you against the wall like I want to do?”

My arms remain stretched back from the position, my huge breasts hovering and swaying heavily with every ragged breath and tiny movement. Nikolai growls low in his throat, grasping my face with one tattooed hand, his fingers pressing into my cheeks to force my mouth open. He slides his thick length past my lips in one smooth, possessive thrust, filling my throat until I gag around him. “That’s it, baby girl,” Nikolai rasps, his biker knuckles tracing my stretched jaw as he holds himself deep. “Keep moaning around Daddy’s cock while your alpha daddies finally take what’s been ours all along—every hole, every scream, every last drop of you.”

He knelt behind me, spreading my cheeks with rough hands, and dragged his hot tongue from my clit all the way up to my tight asshole, licking and sucking like a starving man. “Taste so fucking good,” he muttered between licks, tongue pushing inside my pussy, fucking me with it while his fingers rubbed my clit. I pushed back against his face, grinding, my moans muffled into the cushion as another orgasm built. “Nicholas, please, I need your cock,” I gasped, voice breaking. He stood up, pressing his thick bulge against my ass, grinding slowly, letting me feel every inch through his pants. “Not yet. But soon I’m going to stretch this tight little pussy until you can’t walk straight.”

Mary had said that it was much harder for male werewolves, especially the dominant ones like the Alphas to keep their mate urges in control. “No, please,” I whispered back, pushing his lax fingers up to cup my breasts and biting on my bottom lip with worry before his fingers twitched and he groped harder, the delicious quiver from his hands brushing my nipples making me weak in the knees enough that I felt Nikolai’s hand wrap around my back to keep me in place. “Raya,” He breathed again, pressing a reluctant kiss to my hair so that I moaned, feeling daring and pushing away from him to tug the buttons of my dress open, gently.

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.

he said as he stood waiting for me to undress. “Well, you heard the man, let me out,” She responded almost aggressively. Just as expected, he turned, facing the other way, not wanting to watch me strip. I shifted into Nyx, and I could feel her almost wanting to pounce on him immediately. “If he doesn't mate you soon, I'll have to do that myself,” she growled at me. “Meet Ragnar,” he said before shifting. I never imagined he could be more handsome. His Lycan was larger than mine, with dark hair and burning bright red eyes like mine.

I mutter underneath my breath. Ronan laughs softly behind me, still in his white tank top and black sweats. Malachi is shirtless in white shorts. I am surrounded by three sex gods who are my brother’s best friends. It can’t get more scandalous than this. “What’re you reading?” I ask Jaxon. Without looking up, he lowers his glasses and peeks over them. “A book.” I roll my eyes. “Yes, a book on what?” He closes it and sets it down on the glass table beside him.

"Does anyone have any news from the East?" "The attack was massive there and lives were lost." He informs me. My heart clenches and soon, the chattering dies down as my man and his high-ranking warriors come. Nikolai approaches us, behind him are a few Lycan Alphas, and the warriors part way so that they can pass. The aura my mate is exuding is dominating and suppressing other Alphas, and his smoldering gaze is on me and my mine is on his, down to his bare torso that is covered with blood. His hair jet-black hair is messy, making him even sexier. He hugs me and kisses my forehead