Romans & histoires Rangiku X Male Reader

I open my mouth to say the words but my tongue seems to be lacking the proper coordination. "We really shouldn't" "You're right." His hand moves to my hair, sinking into the strands as his fingers curl possessively around the nape of my neck, "But I want to. Let me, please" The air crackles between us with so much tension it's hard to ignore the pulsing between my legs. I swallow, my voice barely above a whisper when I reply with a, "Yes" Nikolai groans softly, angling my face towards as he growls "Fucking finally"

Fabric rips. Cool air hits my skin. I’m bare again. Nico breaks the kiss. Looks over my shoulder at Victor. Their eyes meet. Something wordless passes. Then Victor drops to his knees behind me. His hands spread my ass cheeks. His tongue presses against my back entrance—hot, wet, insistent. I gasp. Nico’s mouth finds my breast. Sucks hard. Bites the nipple until I cry out. Victor’s tongue circles. Presses inside—slow, stretching, opening me.

Slowly feeling up when he grabbed her tightly, feeling her hardened nipple he pinched it between his fingers making her moan into Ragnars mouth. Ragnar was gliding his hand up her leg to her shorts as he pushed them aside then traced along her lace panties before cupping her pussy in his hand as he pushed her legs apart to fit his hand, her wetness seeping through them making him groan at the feel of her when he broke their kiss. She was breathing heavily as she looked at him, his eyes swirling amber and blue, she knew his wolf was right there, her hand came up to hold his face as she looked at him, a small smile formed on her face as he looked at her, her eyes swirling purple now.

He asked again, dangerously. "You… own me! You own me, Nicholas! Ahhh!" I desperately answered as I felt orgasm ripped through me. Liquid gushed out of me and coated our fingers. I opened my drunk eyes and met his pair of brown lusty orbs. He smirked and grabbed my right hand. My eyes widened and my breathing stopped when he put my wet fingers inside his mouth. He sucked it like a hungry animal. He's like an alpha wolf and I am his prey. Oh, God!

The cool surface pressed against my heated skin, a stark contrast to the fire burning between us. With a hunger that matched my own, Nick spread my legs, deepening our kiss as he explored every inch of my mouth. Our eyes met, a silent exchange of desire passing between us as we lost ourselves in the heat of the moment. Slowly, Nick began to peel off his shirt, revealing the sculpted muscles and defined abs beneath. My breath caught in my throat as I caught sight of the tattoo adorning his chest, a symbol of his heritage, a mark of his lineage and the Sokolov name.

He screams into the pillows as Clark watches his alpha break. When Lex unloads his heavy clip deep inside his prostate, Rodolpho experiences a second, even more violent climax, locking his arms around the Don's neck to merge their bodies. As the shaft slips out, Rodolpho drops his head to clean the Don's skin, licking their combined juices from the dark steel. Below them, Clark kneels between Rodolpho's thighs, using his tongue to clean the leaking cream from his alpha's ruined rear. The only thing missing is Lana Lang's presence on the video feed.

Alex groaned slightly, tightening his grip around her neck. “My pussy… my pussy wants a finger… a tongue… a… a cock…Argghh!” Damian smiled against her skin, then he buried his face back into her neck. None of them gave a reply because they wanted her to feel the heat of her desire. Ryker just went back to sucking her nipples, and Alex? He grabbed her neck closer, then slammed his lips roughly against hers, kissing and eating her mouth up hungrily in the same way he would fucking eat her wet, dripping pussy.

"Since you’re starting to grow some guts and forgetting that you are just a fucking dog. Let’s see how you handle this, you ugly thing!" ** Hi readers, This story contains raw, unfiltered content, including graphic violence, BDSM and explicit sexual themes. It is strictly for readers aged 18 and over. Not for the faint heart. The male lead’s obsession and possessiveness are dark, intense, and deeply unhealthy. Please read with caution and discretion.

He leaned in, his lips a fraction away from ours, and my heart clenched painfully. Nix lifted one of my curved brow. “You want my name?” Rowan nodded, but Nix leaned in and laid a soft, chaste kiss on his lips before she pulled away and whispered against his mouth. “You want my name, you crave my human, then prove you are worthy of both. I refuse to give an inch to yet another male unworthy of our attention.”

"Why? Because you don't want your new found Luna to know you're only going to be interested in wrinkling her sheets the first few days?! There it's out!" "I know what you want, " Ragna growls lowly grabbing her roughly that they are both squashed together. The female mewls, wrapping her arms and legs around him, practically dry humping before me; while they kissed the day away. Didn't they have a sense of pride? Other wolves passed, neither phased by the sexual show they were hosting for the world to see, while I just wanted to disappear. "Ahem. I'm still here people". Without detaching the leech from himself, Ragna nudges the door open, throwing his head back indicating inside, while the li