Scaramouche X Reader Novels & Stories

Making Sophie to smirk at her plan ,which that day hence laid the first crack into their friendship which formed a crevice. The very crevice in which Sophie is still stuck. Trying to fill it and correct the mistakes she once did. Trying to mend their broken friendship. And most importantly being a cupid to the very hearts. Which were broken by her . .................................................. Roman stands outside the shabby slum along with few papers in his hands. Face covered in a look of disgust as he tries to block the sewerage stink coming from the place. He places a handkerchief around his hand,vary of touching anything that is dirty.

Though I only spent a very little time with Keir, his gentle words, mysterious smirks and my first ever touch of male used to torment me even in my dreams. Logically, I shouldn’t meet him ever again but my heart was still craving, craving for another glance of him, another small chat. He was like a guilty pleasure for me. I knew that craving for a Lycan Prince was a sin which could destroy me and my reckless, young heart wanted to be destroyed by him without thinking about the consequences. Lying on the velvety bed of grass and rose petals, I was reading attentively. The soft scent of the roses was lingering in the air. The afternoon sun was preparing to wish its goodbye for that day.

The next moment, Ace was ripping the skirt around my waist and shoving two thick fingers into my pussy, making me scream out, my eyes widening and my walls tightening around his digits. “That’s a little too fucking wet for a girl who claims to not like a word of what’s coming out of our mouths,” Ace chuckled, flicking my clit with his thumb and making me tremble and squirm shamelessly. I heard zippers being undone around me and I knew that these men were about to make this a picnic I would never forget for countless years to come. “How about I fuck a confession out of you, baby?” Xander breathed down my neck just before he rammed into my ass, stretching me in an ungodly yet amazing way.

18 + VERY, VERY, VERY STRONG KINKY, DIRTY, FREAKY, NASTY FUCK SCENE AHEAD. CHAPTERS 46 AND 47 WILL BE HELLFIRE HOT. SO FOR ALL YOU HALO WEARING LASSES AND LADS, PLEASE SKIP THOSE TWO CHAPTERS. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK, YOU'VE BEEN MOTHERFUCKING WARNED.

Without wasting any more time, I parted my lips slightly and that was all that he needed. A low moan bubbled at the base of my throat as he slipped his tongue in, while trapping my upper lip in his mouth. Sparks clouded my vision and I fought to keep my cool. Xander’s fingers trailed down my sides and I shivered slightly. My insides flared up, but I didn't want to cool down. I wanted more. I allowed my fingers to find their way to his scalp, before drawing lazy circles underneath his hair. Something in between a moan and a groan slid past his lips and my stomach churned with excitement. He was enjoying it.

****** Karen She paused for a moment to take a real good look at him. His cheeks were flushed, his eyes heavy, and he gazed at her with a look of such blatant passion that she gasped and backed away hastily. Her blood sizzled at the sight of him, knowing that he wanted her, right here, right now. Xavier stepped towards her, following her retreating footsteps, which only made her retreat faster, almost tripping over her dress. She could have fallen if Xavier hadn't rushed at her and caught her against his muscular body. Her nipples tightened instantly, her body reacting instinctively to his intimacy. She looked up at him, her hands clutching his chest, and watched as his nostrils flared, sign

She rubbed the wax off her hand , glancing at me. “What do you want? Why are you out here?” She asked quietly, subtly wiping the tears on her face. “This is my house, Marlowe.” I said dismissively, trying to force away the anxiety that had forced me to interrupt her. “What are you doing?” I asked again, stooping in front of her. She scooted backwards almost imperceptibly. In the dim light that reached us from the mansion’s security lights, I saw a small bruise forming at the sides of her chin where I had grabbed her. Guilt choked me and I swallowed, unable to resist the urge to reach out and massage the bruises or touch her.

It was a Novel by Ana huang famous author for the twisted series, it was Twisted hate and the open page was one the steamy hate sex scenes between Jules and josh I picked it up and started to read it, I couldn’t hold it anymore, I bit my lips and my eyes narrowed as I could feel my wetness,drip down my legs. I needed the release, with or without the cute guy, I sat on the singular chair there, spreading my legs and rubbing my swollen clit,I made sure I kept my moans muffled. I was interrupted by someone clearing their throat,my eyes widened at the cute guy staring at me. “Don’t stop” his voice husky as I could see the dick bulging against his zipper.

His last words sent chills right down to my guts as it reminded me of what I was truly about to face back in the real world. And it was the cruel exam horror phase or my best friend's panic phase, not even my emotional move with Asher. What I was truly about to face was something far much scarier and that was none other than… Stefan. Hey readers🌚, your lovely author is back, so sorry I haven't been able to write for about a month now, mostly due to medical reasons but I'm back and much healthier, so do look forward to more fun. steamy chapters of scammed of his heart and also check out my new book Playing Alpha. Bye.

After a long, tense silence, he pulled out his black smartphone and made a single, low-voiced call. The Scoured Skin Chloe had collapsed onto her bed, the exhaustion of the fever and the racing track finally catching up to her. She drifted into a heavy, dreamless sleep, only to be jolted awake by a crushing weight. She gasped, her eyes snapping open to find Xavier looming over her. The scent of sandalwood and cold rain enveloped her, and a sharp, stinging pain flared across her chest where his hand gripped her. "Where else did he touch you?" His voice was a low, sibilant hiss, laced with a dangerous, dark magnetism.