Satosugu X Reader Novels & Stories

Hiroki stood in front of me as a human shield preventing them from doing any damage to me, however, he couldn't do much since we were already surrounded. Satoshi gets up very angry and gives the order to kill us, I can't believe that Satoshi wants to kill me, I can't even move from the impression. One of the soldiers rebels and starts to confront the others unexpectedly, that gives Hiroki time to untie me, a soldier tries to lunge at him from behind.

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Now it's Occisor's turn to bathe. Sasha sits on the bed and picks up one of the books, she is now starting to read the lycanthropic session books. The first book is about Mahni and Selene. She's still in the part where they both train for the big day of the contest. When she finishes reading the second page, the door opens and Occisor enters only with a towel around his waist. Even though she has already gotten used to sleeping with a naked man beside her, Sasha still feels her cheeks heat up whenever he enters the room and takes off his towel. He lays down and she smells the air, the smell that comes from him is very good. She takes a deep breath and stares him in the eye, so as not to let

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“Mathias, you’re nothing better than Griff.” The display tech noticed something and scrolled down the page. “Uhm, Miss Andrea, isn’t your family name Archer? Do you know a Melody Archer? She’s listed as the designer for Snow Promises – Forever… and Winter Equinox. Didn’t you say you designed Winter Equinox?”

Kenji Sato stood at the head, 6'1" of lethal grace wrapped in a midnight-blue bespoke suit that clung like a lover's promise. Porcelain skin stretched over high cheekbones, jet-black hair slicked back to reveal obsidian eyes that locked onto mine with unnerving precision. A thin scar sliced his left jaw, a whisper of violence. His mouth curved in a half-smirk as he extended his hand. I took it, expecting firmness. Instead, his grip lingered—warm, unyielding, thumb brushing my knuckle in a graze that sent unwelcome heat coiling up my arm. "Ms. Whitaker," he said, faint Japanese accent wrapping each syllable like silk over steel. "Your reputation precedes you." His eyes didn't waver, dissectin

I wondered if all my mate marks would look the same or different. “She needs clothes or I’m taking her right now,” Satu told everyone that was listening, his face still near my core, stimulating me. Moaning, I go to sit up as Satu licks my lower lips and I fall back onto the bed, pushing my core closer to him. I didn’t know what to do when Satu moved and pressed his tongue into my opening. I grabbed the back of his head and grinded my lower lips all over his face. Satu groaned and sucked on my clit, fingers slowly entering me. I gasped and raised my hips in encouragement. I looked at my other mates, who were all in boxers, and my glazed eyes met Codex’s. I crooked my finger at him, grabbed h

Finally, the message arrived. “Dear valued customer, hello. Your Succubus is not malfunctioning, nor is he ill. He is simply extremely hungry and needs you. Not food, but you. This includes, but is not limited to, kissing, hugging, and any form of… intimate energy exchange. Wishing you a pleasant experience!” I froze, my fingers shaking. I read the message again. And again. The words, simple and clear, had a weight I couldn't ignore. Hungry. He needed me. Me. Not food in the usual way, but something more than basic, more intimate, more wonderfully scary??