Sans Au X Reader Novels & Stories

She did not want to exaggerate, but it felt as if the sex took them seven steps back from the place where they used to be. Xavier didn’t come downstairs for breakfast. First, he disappeared from her chambers without words and then he chose to decline breakfast. Something the Xavier she’d known would never do. She needed explanations, and he hadn’t given her any so far. All she's gotten has been silence. She pulled out a book with the title ‘One Thousand and One Nights’ and she guided her legs over to her seat. She sat and flipped the book open to the first page to read through. Not long after she started reading, the door flew open and Xavier stepped into the study.

"Well that gave us absolutely nothing," Hunter threw his arms into the air before throwing himself onto the couch in exhaustion, "All this story told us was that Xavier was an alcoholic and Sophane had horrible taste in men." After finding the book in that cave we all headed back to the house, reading through what we could and attempting to find any hints that suggest where the siren realm might be.

The spine was broken from use. “You’re studying healing.” I took the book out of his hand and shoved it into the bag. “I work in a clinic. It helps if I know what the doctors are talking about.” Our fingers brushed. I looked up. “Fuck off,” I said. Xavier’s hand rose anyway. His knuckles brushed my cheek. His knuckles brushed my cheek. I hated how easily my body responded. “So fucking beautiful,” he murmured. “Do you have any idea what this face does to men who are supposed to be untouchable? Alphas. Kings. Princes who should know better.”

His lips traced every inch of my collarbone. When his fingers dipped below my waistband, I gasped. “Xavier…” “Tell me to stop,” he murmured. I didn’t. And he didn’t. It wasn’t sex. Not fully. But it was fire. Hot. Desperate. Messy. By the time we pulled apart, I was half in his arms, breathless, heartbeat pounding in my ears. “I hate you,” I whispered. He smiled. “Liar.” --- Aunt May – POV

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"Do you wanna go out?" She muttered faintly. So faintly that he'd have mistaken it for a rush of wind if he was human. "What?" Xavier blurted out in disbelief, tightening his hold onto the bridge railing. Aster scoffed, "You have super hearing and for what?" "Sorry, I was just taken aback." Xav shyly averted his gaze and stared at the ground, unable to look her in the eye. "Are you serious?" She sighed, "You know how much I hate putting myself in this kinda situation so hell yeah, I'm serious."

“Do you like it, Ayn?” Xavier breathed over his face. Man, how he wanted to punch that handsome face! But it had to be done later, as now, there was something really strange happening, as he felt his ball sack tightened and fluid broke free from his cock, without any other stimulation. “You do,” Xavier said haughtily and started grunting and coming inside his slave’s ass, his moves shorter, harder and harsher. Ayn lay to one side, breathing heavily. He’d been stupid to close his eyes; he’d let his guard down. Now, he was nothing but the man’s bitch.

I growled, crouching low, "I'll rip that book out of your hands and burn it with you." "You can't even touch me, Alpha." Xander opened the Ledger. The pages began to turn on their own, a blurred storm of parchment and ink, "You see, in the new history I’m writing, you never made it to this mill. You never even left the pack house. You never even fell in love with Darius.” He slammed the book shut. Suddenly, the world around me began to blur. The sound of the saws faded into a dull hum, and the honey-coloured wood of the mill started to grey and rot before my eyes. The heat vanished, replaced by a biting, supernatural cold.

, he announced loudly. Unceremoniously startled, Sre's body jerked , the action unsettling the balance of her book as it clattered to floor, her eyes lifting to meet his. Chuckling lightly, Xaver heaved his weight off the wall and walked the short distance to the couch, adding, "You forgot to lock your front door, barely heard me come in and," Lifting her book, he crouched in front of her and pushed her reading glasses up her nose only to watch it slip down a little, again, "Here", he completed, offering her her book, his glass blue eyes never leaving her face.

Her pussy clenched on nothing, leaking more wetness down her thighs. Professor Kane pulled out of her mouth with a wet pop. He stroked himself fast, aiming at her open lips. “I’m close.” Sara kept her mouth open and tongue out, looking up at him. A few more strokes and he came with a deep groan. Thick ropes of cum landed on her tongue and across her lips. Some dripped down to her chin. The taste was bitter and salty, but she swallowed what landed in her mouth, then licked her lips clean.