Sasuke Uchiha X Reader Novels & Stories

I held the note in my hand and closed my eyes. When I awoke, I rolled over and peered down to see Sasha lounging on the couch reading. He hadn’t noticed me looking at him so I admired him from where I was. He was wearing brown chinos with a black button down shirt. His hair was still wet from a shower and he hadn’t bothered shaving, his beard had grown a bit more since we left France and the look suited him. But then again I was sure any look would suit him. He looked up from his book and did a double take when he noticed I was awake. He folded down his page and tossed the book aside. I couldn’t help flinching at the abuse he was subjecting his book to. I got up tying the sheet around me, an

He hesitantly pulled down the black underwear, revealing a weapon that made him gasp subconsciously. The excitement within his blood soared and almost leaped through the sky. Uea found his body trembling as if he were about to collapse. Wait... This seems to be about right. In the original book... the triplet had also forced the MC and did so much to him that he fainted multiple times, but the triplet never stopped. This had made the readers curse Uea furiously but also praise him for the back-to-back spicy scenes. Uea's unconsciously furrowed brow, finally relaxed. It seemed he had been thinking too much earlier.

“Ohhh fuck…yes your pussy feels so gooood” Sasuke cried out, throwing his head back the sensation both exquisite and overwhelming. He had known this, of course, this merging of bodies, this temporary oblivion. He had craved it, had sought it out. But with Hinata, it was always different, always more intense, always more… real.he felt fiflthy..alive …raw.

"How dare I? What did I do wrong? What about you? I asked you to come over to make me happy. So I could concentrate and you start crying and through some rubbish struggle you hit me and we kiss. Then you are shouting how dare I?" "Just... Just leave me be okay!" She left him in her room and went to his room. ~~~~~ *In Sasuke's Room* "Oh my God. Sasuke is really Arnold, no, no, no!" She kept the book at her back as soon as she noticed him entering the room. "What's that behind your back? What are you hiding Sakiko?" "Nothing really, okay? J–Just leave me alone Sasuke. Stop following me please." "Technically it's my room you know."

Then he came inside him and Tsuki Miki himself came at the same time, when he came out of him he turned Tsuki Miki on his side lying down turned him put him on his side and on his back, holding his chest and lifting his left leg sideways over his leg, he was then thrusting his pelvis and kissing the back of his neck pulling his face biting his neck and he hit that angle and being rewarded by moans and screams of pain and pleasure. In the midst of the beats and thrusts he thrust his hard cock dripping and the Suzaku demon's cock pounding in and out with fury deep thrusts in and out and his moans, where this was another angle and it was a different angle caressing his chest his nipples and hol

What's Ryu doing with Sara? Is he... her date? Fuck. I wiped the shock off my face and put on an indifferent expression. "She's with him now? What a slut" "Oh, I'll be a slut for him alright. He's soooo hot" Sakura said without shame. Hot? I gazed at Ryu. He's more than hot. Sakura hasn't seen him shirtless. She hasn't felt his strong chest before. That thing is like a fucking wall.

“You breathe too quietly.” Jace gave him a look. “That’s the complaint?” “I like knowing the person next to me is alive.” Jace blinked. Then, just for a second, he smiled. “I’m told I sleep like I’m preparing for an ambush.” River smirked faintly. “Fits your vibe.” Downstairs, Sasha was already waiting with two coffees and a digital tablet loaded with chaos. “We have three new headlines,” she said as they sat around the sleek kitchen island. “One of them is a fanfiction about your forbidden love. You’re apparently married in an alternate universe.”

He would want no part of it, and she would wish she never told him. Sasuke I think he would be more excepting as well. He understands the differences, but he wonders how it happened and why it does. He would take an active stand to be supportive, but he can't go out with you. It doesn't bother him per se, but he doesn't care for the sight of blood too much, ironic I know.

he breathed in her ears, his warmth tickling her skin. “You do what you want with me,” she countered. Before she could say more, he brought his legs up between hers, bending them at the knee and spreading her own. His hand slipped between her legs. Sasha cried out his name, moaning. “W-What if…” he shuddered, his lips lingered on her cheeks, breathing hard and hot. “Just imagine me as your mate.” “Ansel…”