Rwby Ruby Rose X Male Reader Novels & Stories

He gentley put me up against the wall, his arms trapping me in. "Mmmm.... You smell so fucking good." Wyatt purred in my ear as he sniffed my neck. Shivers went through my entire body. He grabbed ahold of my waist and pulled me towards him. Sparks. Holy shit! The sparks! That's the mate bond! I really did have a second chance mate! And dear Goddess, was he sexy. Tall, Handsome, Buff and covered in tattoos.

I looked in his menacing eyes. "You’re really mad aren’t you?", I gritted with clenched jaw. Xavier chuckled and spoke in a deep voice after pulling my lower lip with his teeth. "Only for you my Rose..." ~~~❤~~~ End of eighth chapter. Thankyou guys. If you like my story please vote for my story to show your appreciation.💞

I swallowed hard. He grinned. “Really?” As he crossed the room, he gave Rose an appreciative glance. “They are great. But I don’t think so. Thanks, though.” Unperturbed, Rose scanned his muscular body eagerly. Her eyes practically kissed his pecs. Leaning forward slowly, she pressed her palm to his chest – then squeezed it. Hard. “Damn.” She let out a low whistle. “They’re not bad either.” I caught my lip between my teeth, my whole body tensing. I was terrified that he would wave his hand and knock Rose to the floor. But he didn’t move; he even softened his eyes a little, the expression one of enjoyment rather than anger.

She just hoped to be alive after he was done. She held her breath as he turned in her direction. With determined strides, he approached her. Rosalie clenched her eyes. She had to part her legs wider to welcome his huge frame. Ryker undid his clothes and slightly bent his knees. Gripping his cock, he plugged it deep inside her. She was jolted backward by the sheer force. Rosa fought the urge to twist away from him as he started fiercely pounding into her. His every thrust felt deep and vigorous. She clutched the sheet in an attempt to suppress a sob that threatened to rip from her soul as he turned her inside out. However, still, a tear slid down from the corner of her eyes when he sped up hi

“Yeah, come on, Rose, just spill it.” Taking a deep breath, Rose finally let it out: “Okay, so... the biggest playboy I know... is my stepbrother which is as you know....Ryder and we kissed” Richelle blinked in surprise. “Wait, what? Your stepbrother? You’re telling me your stepbrother is the guy who’s always with that skank Victoria? Ryder him the new guy?” Rose nodded, feeling her face flush. “Yeah. That’s him. I’ve known it since well yesterday"

Rosemary came again, her body convulsing beneath him as she screamed his name. "Fuck, I'm going to cum," Tails groaned, his movements becoming erratic. "Where do you want it, slut? In your pussy? In your mouth?" "In my pussy," Rosemary gasped, squeezing her muscles around him. "Fill me up, sir. Breed me like the bitch I am." Tails snarled, burying himself deep inside her as he came, his seed shooting deep into her womb. Rosemary moaned, her body shaking with the force of his orgasm.

I hate myself for letting it get like this. “I’m not afraid,” Ruby says haughtily, tilting her chin up and glaring at me from down her nose. She folds her petite arms across her chest, which causes her breasts to push together. It makes me hard. “Good,” I answer quietly, stopping a few feet away. Her scent is stronger now than it ever has been, indicating that her wolf is very close. “Did you need something?” she asks quietly, looking down at her feet. I don’t answer. Her scent is too strong, and I can’t control myself. I reach for her and pull her in roughly, pressing my lips against hers. Her breasts push against my abdomen, which only makes me more aroused.

And the blush that was barely receding was back again. "I'm not a pretty little flower, Roses are as pretty as they are dangerous." He scoffed, standing up and even from where he was standing, I could see that he'll tower over me. He straightened out his suit jacket. Eyes boring into mine. "The only dangerous roses are those with thorns Rose, and you my dear, you have no thorns. You're a pretty little flower, a harmless little flower." He walked towards me till he was standing right Infront of me, towering over me as expected, I craned my neck just too look at him. "I'll be taking my leave now pretty flower, say hi to Mr. Potter for me."

If she could just find a way out…. A loud click. She spun. The door behind her creaked open. Not the hallway door. The panel behind the bookcase. A man stepped through the narrow passageway, dark curls damp with sweat, a gun in one hand, blood on the other. His shirt clung to his sculpted torso, open down to the middle of his chest, smeared with soot. But it was his eyes, those ice-blue eyes that rooted her to the floor. Alonso.

Ruby’s heartbeat thundered. Because suddenly this didn’t feel theoretical anymore. This felt personal. Dangerously personal. She looked down briefly before forcing herself to answer. “I think…” Her voice softened. “I want someone strong enough to take control without making me feel unsafe.” Silence settled heavily between them. Steele studied her with unreadable intensity. Then slowly… He moved closer. Not enough to touch. Just enough for the scent of whiskey, cedarwood, and masculine heat to surround her completely. Ruby inhaled sharply.