Scaramouche X Reader Novels & Stories

Her eyes, wide, glistening, searched mine desperately. I leaned closer, brushing my lips over hers in a whisper of a kiss. “I’m crazy about you, Scar.” Her breath hitched. “You are…” “You cannot even imagine,” I murmured, trailing my thumb over her swollen lips. Her teeth caught her bottom lip, making me want her even more. “I’m losing my mind for you, Scarlet. Every part of me is screaming your name.” “Then take me, Damien,” she whispered, her voice trembling yet sure. “Take me…”

Maxwell yelled again and before I could blink, I watched as both Leah and Jared sprinted across the porch into the house, holding hands as they giggled just before Maxwell ran after them " I better follow them " Stacey said and soon she was inside the house too, I could hear more playful yells and giggles. I walked up to Xavier and I wanted to sit when he pulls me on his laps, I blush as I look at him. " Oh don't be such a baby.. " he said as he holds my face in his palm " I just can't get enough of you Mr Moore " I whispered and smiled at his expression " You are the best thing that ever happened to me Scar and I'm glad that you are mine alone and I love you so much " he said then he kisse

She sighed in frustration as she looked away from him; she didn't want to give him the impression that she wanted him “ I think it's time to stop this joke, Let me go!” Scarlet muttered, struggling to free herself from his grip. But then she froze when she noticed Damien’s face, a few inches away from hers. Slowly, she shut her eyes, waiting to feel his lips against hers, but then nothing happened; unhurriedly, she unfurled her eyes, only to see Damien glancing directly into her eyes as a malicious smile appeared on his lips. He slowly let go of her and walked into the bathroom without sparing another gaze at her.

I can only seem to breathe heavily and moan like I was in some kind of heat. I was though. I was very hot at the moment. It was like someone had set me on fire. And that someone was the alpha of the Crimson Moon pack. Xavier soon grows impatient, the flicks of his tongue getting desperate as he sought for something. I hear the sound of papers being swiped aside, books thrown and I swore I heard something break. But Xavier doesn't pull away, neither of us do. My hands reach in his hair, tugging at his soft strands as I am too desperate for something he alone can give me.

He used his other hand to pull her closer, his face pressed against her stomach, his breath hot through the silk of her blouse. ​Scarlett was unraveling. The world shrank to the sensation of his hand, the rhythmic glide of his fingers through her slickness. She was a con artist, a master of control, but under Xavier’s hands, she was nothing but a series of reactions. ​"Xavier, please," she whimpered, her fingers clawing at his shoulders. ​"Not yet," he whispered.

I heard Romano's retreating footsteps as my thrusts increased, Scarlett's pants ragged as she held onto me, her moans spilling free as she begged me to go faster with no restraint, and that jerked me with excitement. “Moan for me, Mama. I want to hear you…” I groaned as I picked up my pace, and her moans became louder. “Urgg… go faster, Xavier!” My thrusts intensified, and in no time, Scarlett reached her release as she exploded, but I still knotted, maybe because I was angry Romano didn't barge in on us. “Xavier… ughhh…” Scarlett breathed, but I cut her off as I flipped her around, her hips shoved to my face, her face buried into the bedsheets as I thrust into her from behind, and a broken

Sean wanted to offer her a glass of Scotch to calm her nerves, but decided against it. "So you're his nurse." He changed the topic after she remained quiet, staring at her hands in her lap. Isabelle wondered how drastically her life had changed to the point of having sex with her prosmiscous patient. "Yes, " She simply answered, taking the glass of water that he gave her.

Milady, I know you don't know me and probably will never know me or hear from me after this, but there is something you need to know. My name is Scarlet and I am a bar wench down by the taverns. Your Austin talks about you often, and I know many things about you. The reason I do is because he has slept with me time and again while he was looking for you and assumed you never wanted to see him again. He has no intention of telling you any of this for fear that you will never trust him again. I hope you get all that you deserve, milady. Scarlet

"I already am, Luca." "Thank fucking God," he said before grabbing my head and deepening the kiss, this time not holding back. He was pulling, grabbing, sucking and biting on ever piece of skin he could find. It was like I'd uncaged a monster. A hungry monster. My monster. "Fuck," he cursed when I took a chance and reached down to touch him. "Scar please." "What do you want?" I employed the trick that I'd seen so many times in novels and TV. "Tell me what you want?"

(From the author's POV) [I made a mistake dear readers. Lucas' sister is Claire not Chloe but from a certain chapter, I started using the name Chloe for her. This is just to let you all readers know that henceforth, I'll be using Chloe till the end of the book, kindly pardon my mistake] Lucas bit his lower lip, staring hungrily at scarlet's naked body. He slowly bent down, parting her thighs. “Ohh Lucas”, Scarlet moaned, grabbing his hair as he buried his face in between her thighs.