Rangiku X Male Reader Novels & Stories

he murmured, his lips brushing her neck, his body pressed firmly against her. Their bond tightened, transforming exhaustion into a wild, insistent need. Nyxara turned from Kael’s mouth to seize Rowan’s lips in a hungry kiss, their tongues tangling as Kael’s hands worked deftly at her laces, baring her skin to the cool night. The sensation sent a shiver through her, her nipples tightening as Kael bent to claim one, his teeth scraping her sensitized flesh, his other hand kneading the other breast. She moaned into Rowan’s kiss, desire flaring inside her at their touch.

There wasn’t much more I could do to ruin my reputation. He sat up and dug his hand deep into my hair. His lips moved to my neck, and he wrapped his powerful arm around my waist. Then he guided me up and down, forced me to take his length deep and hard. My arms circled his neck, and I kissed him hard on the mouth, my pussy stuffed with his massive dick. I panted into his mouth like a bitch in heat, desperate for him to give me his seed. My fingers tackled his hair, and I rocked against him, being swept away in the strongest passion I’d ever known. Even when I was in love, the sex wasn’t like this. It was good enough, but not good like this. “Balto…” My hands swept across his shoulders, feeli

He had long learned that Ryu didn't like kissing but he still loves Ryu the same. His body was shaking with pleasure. Ryu did him just how he liked it. It was romantic and passionate. Ryu knew how to please him well and it made him very happy. The room was filled with his soft moans alone and the rustling of the sheets. Ryu never made a sound. From beginning to end. He didn't mind. That was just how Ryu was. Nori's hole was wrecked for an hour and almost half. It was only after he had cummed twice more that Ryu finally came.

someone is watching us from the other side of the room. Sturdy and firm grip to the leather couch, his veins almost popping out of his tanned skin while his broad sweaty chest was displayed for my mouth to run dry and a lust to run my tongue all over it. His legs wide-spread as dark cloud of smoke oozed into the air as he exhales from his cigarette, creating a popping sound as it leaves the curvy red lips of Alpha Nicholas. Alpha Antonio howls a harsh sound of pleasure before gripping my waist and mounting me enough to make the bed creaks because of his force.

Niko, behind me, loosened my hair, letting the strands fall over my bare shoulders. When they looked at me, it was not with the hunger of a predator, but with the devotion of a worshiper before their icon. And I looked back at them, these two men, so different, so essential. Sasha, whose skin bore the stigmata of his battles, whose steel-blue eyes spoke of storms now calmed. Niko, with his colder, more chiseled beauty, whose intelligence now burned with a flame that warmed instead of consuming. I drew them onto the bed, into the center of the vast mattress, our altar. Words were gone now. Language had become useless, archaic. The only vocabulary that mattered now was that of skin, of breath,

He huffed and puffed like the big bad wolf, but he always reserved his tenderness and kindness toward me. “Human romance, anyway,” Rain replied nonchalantly, his focus on my hair. “I knew I’d never learn that shit out in the woods living like a rogue. So I read up on that stuff.” “That explains so much shit,” one of the guards, Sean, muttered at the door, having that “aha!”-look in his eyes. I tried to suppress a smile but didn’t succeed. Somehow, the idea of Rain just sitting around in all his raw alpha-male masculinity reading a pink romance book with half-naked photo-shopped men on the cover, had my lips twitching. I bet most of his men probably thought he was gay, but were too afraid to

My tongue slid over the mark on his neck, my lips worshipping it, and I felt him shudder, his breath catching in his throat. “You look like a fucking work of art right now,” Nikolai growled, his voice rough, like it was as hard for him as it was for me. He pulled back for a second, that look in his eyes, burning with heat. With Hungry. I could feel the head of his cock dragging deeper, pushing me further, harder, making me teeter on the edge of exploding.

He growled determinedly, his hot breath caressing her face before he aggressively continued to devour her swollen lips. "Roman," Rebekah moaned as he licked her neck with his seductive tongue, trapping her with the weight of his body against the wall. He unzips his jeans and starts pump... "Nope, nuh-uh, I'm done!" "Ah no please, don't stop reading. I beg of you Alinta!" The sound of a book slammed shut echoes through the empty library.

his free hand reached behind him to switch off the gas and then he filled the same palm with my neck. I couldn’t breathe as he tore my pants off with the knife as well. And since I had no underwear on, my nakedness as staring back a fully clothed Xander. And somehow, the Apron hanging around his neck made him impossibly hot still. “I’m Nick’s mate,” I argued, trying to remain sane even though I was growing increasingly wetter by the second. “That has nothing to do with me,” he gritted out. Next thing I knew, he was pinning my ass against the cold kitchen island while tearing his clothes off with his right hand. It was all gone in and flash and his rock hard dick was pointing right at me, thr

" Rage's eyes locked onto mine, and he saw the desire burning within me. He turned to Niklaus, his voice husky with anticipation, "May I?" he asked, still kneeling on one knee, awaiting permission. Niklaus nodded his consent, a small smile playing on his lips. Rage's hands moved with deliberate slowness, untieing the wrap-around skirt that encircled my waist. The fabric fell away, revealing my nakedness beneath. I stood before him, exposed he started licking me, long, slow, and hard. I softly moaned, spreading my legs more for him. His tongue was long like Niklaus's and it felt so good.