Scott Pilgrim X Reader นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Scottie shakes his head quickly, a smirk stretching one corner of his mouth, “I’m just surprised he took it this far. These days, men get married to models and you know, baddies. Not girls like you do. I’m sure he’s fat too, some loser who just wants to start a family. How’s your hot sister by the way? Sally, right?” My stomach burns with bad feelings, like I’m about to have diarrhea. My whole body goes tight and I’m fighting really hard to hold back tears as Scottie starts laughing. Just then, I feel him—and our furry pet—behind me. My protector, my fiancé, my daddy. “Who the fuck is this clown?” He growls above me, the deep sexy sound rattling my already trembling body. I turn around, look

“Please don’t stop! I was so close!” “Chat says edge you more,” I told her, reading the votes. “Hold it. Be a good girl.” She rode me harder, trying to chase it. Her moans filled the room. Loud and broken. “I’m your good girl… please… I need to cum so bad.” Viewer count hit twenty thousand. Tips kept adding up. Super Tipper sent $500 with the message: “Make her squirt again. Then creampie her deep.” I sat up, wrapped my arms around her from behind, and thrust up hard. One hand on her throat, the other rubbing her clit fast. “Cum now, baby. Cum all over my cock.”

“All I can tell ye, lass, is that sometimes things are not what they seem. Perhaps ye should go to Jaxon’s room and relax. He has some books on top of his bedside drawer and some more interesting things inside of it that you can look through.” I lift a curious brow at his suggestive tone. But before I can ask what he means, he sits back down, opens his laptop, and begins to type away. Glancing back in the direction of Jaxon’s bedroom door, I look at Scotty, then look back. Not thinking any further about it, I head to Jaxon’s room and sit by his bedside table. Like Scotty said, there are books on his table. To my surprise, the books are medical texts. Reaching for one of the books, I look it

I flipped back, carefully examining the pages until I got back to the page that was titled: Xavier. ‘He looks so hot.’ I slipped my fingers in between the pages and closed the book; did I just hallucinate that? I opened it again, confirming it. ‘I want him to touch me, to fondle me in places no one has ever seen.’ A small groan escaped me when I felt blood rush into a certain part of my body. ‘His fingers tweak my nipples, and his tongue in my mouth.’ I snapped the book shut, because right now, my head are filled so many indecent thoughts, and I could visualize doing all these things to her.

* * Writer's pov Before Xander takes off, he sent a quick mind-link to his father. *Dad, call a quick pack meeting now!* He said through mind-link. He looked at his mate, she shuts her eyes very tight and held onto him tightly. He smiled and shakes his head, his eyes settled on her lips as she bites her lower lip.... wishing he is the one biting them instead. *Just try it!* Liam said in his head. *Shut up!* *Imagine how cute she'll look under us with our d**k buried deep in her tight pussy!* Liam purrs.

Yet the position of Scott and this woman – whoever she is – is so intimate, she may as well be sucking him off. Scott is lying on his back, biceps flexed with a hand behind his head, as this devil incarnate with a glossy pixie cut and a skirt up to her foo is leaning on his chest, impossibly toned legs entwined around his. She’s gazing at him, her expression oozing awe, lust and desire. In his hand is a battered poetry book. “Since there is no help, come let us kiss and part,” Scott murmurs with a sexy smile, “now at the last gasp of love’s latest breath….”

I closed my eyes, bracing for impact. But instead of pain, I felt warmth—a protective embrace. "It's okay. You're safe now." Xavier's voice was calm, steady. Relief washed over me, and tears streamed down my face. "Where were you? I was so scared..." Scott's face twisted in rage. "So, you're her secret lover? How dare you!" He charged, but Xavier sidestepped effortlessly, and Scott fell, eating dirt. "You're a piece of shit, Scott. You lost her long ago when you cheated on her. You're the last person I expect to call her a cheater," Xavier spat.

“You should let him investigate everyone close to you during that period. I support it, and I cannot wait to lay my hands on that bastard once we find him.” Just then, Scott’s voice echoed across the room. “Goal!!!” We all turned as he jumped up in excitement, eyes glued to the TV, popcorn in one hand, and a glass of fresh juice in the other. “Your little sidekick,” Xavier teased, pointing at Scott. “He is not my sidekick; he’s my friend,” I corrected, though a corner of my mouth twitched. “So why does he act like a nerd? He doesn’t drink, smoke, or even go out with women. Is he scared of us?” Leo asked, leaning back in his chair, arms crossed.

After giving up on research, I had every intention of enjoying a romance novel in the library for the rest of the day, but when Xavier came in the library looking for me, I knew from the look on his face that he had other plans. He had reached out his hand requesting to read the page I was on. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out that I was reading a particularly spicy scene. My flushed face gave everything away. Xavier’s nostrils flared as he finished reading the page I was on. In the book the main characters were fucking on the floor of the library when another male character joined them. They filled two of her holes and plowed into her in the middle of the stacks. “I can smell

"Not yet. Pants off. Bend over the bench." Tyler stood on shaky legs, shoving down his shorts. His cock sprang free, hard and dripping. Jax noticed. "Look at you. Rock hard for your rival." Jax laughed darkly, stroking himself. "You want this bad." "Shut up," Tyler snapped, but he bent over the wooden bench anyway. His ass was exposed, cheeks spread slightly. Vulnerability hit him like a wave. His heart raced with fear and filthy excitement. Jax knelt behind him, hands gripping Tyler’s hips. "Relax." He spread Tyler’s cheeks and licked a slow stripe over his hole.