Novel & Cerita Satoru X Reader

The door of his room was not close that even he heard what Eiji said. "love myself huh? But that is what I have been doing and yet she took everything that was supposed to be mine. All of it was because I am an omega, Yuu...I love him so much that it hurts*sobs*" this time Yuuta didn't think anymore and just run towards Eiji to hug him tightly. Satoru followed suit as well since he knew that his friend also needs him. Feeling the warm hug of his friends somehow calm him down and after calming down he suddenly passes out. He had drunk way too many drinks, to begin with, and him suddenly becoming very sentimental was done by the alcohol too.

Voice so familiar drawl. My eyes pry open, slowly. The harsh light is gone; the curtains are drawn, leaving the room dim. And then standing before me is Xaden. He’s wearing nothing but low-hanging pants, his bare chest on display, muscles flexing with every subtle movement. For a split second, my mind betrays me... He almost looks like Damon. I grit my jaw so hard I can hear a sound. “What do you want, Xaden?” I spit, my voice edged with venom.

I'm pretty sure his voice just went an octave deeper. "Because Cerena, I believe you have a unique sexual taste" he continued talking to me, while his voice was making me squirm in my seat. "You're talking about kinks, I don't know which ones I'm into though" I replied to him. He stood back up, cuffing his sleeves to his forearms revealing his tattoos as he walked towards me and stood in front of me, my face meeting his abdomen. He cupped my jaw harshly, bending down. "You want control hmm, you wish he'd wrap his hand around your neck squeezing the sides when you act like a brat" he asked me and kicked my feet apart while standing between my legs.

Maybe. Josh pushes himself up from the floor. I bite my lip, aware of him walking towards the bookshelves but still too stuck in my head to do anything. "Yes!" I spin around, seeing Josh grab a book off the shelf. "Oh! And this one for sure! Mmmm maybe this one, Xavier seems like he could be the kinky type." Kinky? He comes back over to me, handing me three books. "I think these will give you a better reference." I raise a brow, hesitantly taking them from him. "These two," he taps on two of them, "are realistic and sweet. Reminds me of you two. This one," he taps the third, a devious smile growing on his face, "is what I bet Xavier is like in bed."

Lifting her effortlessly, he threw her onto the couch, his athletic body pinning her down. "You’re mine," Xavier growled, biting her neck possessively before his tongue trailed down her throat. Liora moaned, her hands gripping his broad shoulders as he roughly kneaded her breasts. "Xavier, slow down—" His large hand slid lower, skilled fingers finding her core. Liora screamed as two fingers thrust deep inside. She arched, breath ragged. "I can’t—" "You can," Xavier hissed, his mouth returning to torment her nipple. With expert precision, his fingers pressed against her sweet spot, sending her into a screaming climax. Waves of pleasure wracked her body, leaving her trembling.

She immediately looked away as her cheeks heated up. Xavier was holding a book in his hand as he read quietly in the corner. His face was the voice of any emotion even though the book he was reading was probably comedy. His thick brows were slightly furrowed, his lips pursed into a thin line and his beautiful brown hair was falling down on his forehead. She couldn't help but suddenly feel like a fangirl. He truly is perfect. Not only was he wealthy, but he's super duper rich, too. "Staring is mean, you know?" he suddenly said.

“Taking everything we give you. My perfect dirty little planner.” Sasha moved between my spread legs and started licking me again, cleaning the mixed cum from my pussy and ass. Every swipe of her tongue made me jerk. My nipples were so sensitive that when Dominic leaned down and sucked one hard into his mouth, I cried out and grabbed his hair. “These nipples are mine tonight,” he growled, biting down. “So fucking pretty when they’re red and swollen like this.” Sasha pushed two fingers inside me while she sucked on my clit. “She’s still so wet. This breeding cunt just keeps getting wetter.”

He growled. At this point, there was no point in talking or trying to explain myself as it was clear now that this was a punishment and Xavier wasn't going to stop until he was satisfied. “You are mine Saraphina, you are my fucking breeder and only I have the right to touch you. You belong to me and me alone.” He said this while still pumping into me so fast. My body hurt, my head felt like it would explode and my knees started to weaken.

The sanctity of the mating bond has been irreparably tainted. Completely unclothed, Xavier turns to make sure I’m still watching and when he catches my eye, he smirks- a curl to his lips that speaks of the unspeakable cruelty of the act he is about to commit. Maintaining eye contact, he draws his hips back before burying himself to the hilt inside of her. The action translates like a punch straight into the pits of my stomach.

My lower lip trembled, and I felt my whole face grow even warmer with what the Señorito did, while he stared directly into my eyes. Urgh! What are these weird feelings I'm experiencing? Why am I only realizing them now, and with the Señorito of all people? "Who's that with you, Lena? Introduce us, please?" Wah! Kia, if you only knew, you're a lifesaver! Huhu! Thankfully, she broke the moment of silence between us. "He's handsome!" Xhea even said as she approached where the Señorito and I were standing. "By the way, I'm Xhea." She extended her hand towards the Señorito, and just as he was about to shake hands with Xhea, Clara teleported between them.