Sebastian Michaelis X Reader Novels & Stories

he said and laughed at the look that I'm sure was on my face. "But I always felt fine and in control," I muttered. Rai ignored me and turned to Alejandro to address his question. "Sebastian and I are real soulmates and are both associated with Death. I am still rather inexperienced, but very interested in furthering our relationship but will take it slow for his sake. I'm afraid that he's locked himself up once again and has made his love unattainable," he said plainly and I swallowed uncomfortably because all that he said about me was absolutely correct.

“It must be heart-wrenching. Especially knowing that’s the best you can do.” Nora was impatient with her and itching to be released. “I don’t know what’s worse,” she spoke again. “You settling for that monster, or him settling for an omega nobody.” I finished in the stall and pushed the door open with force; the loud sound made her jump as she turned to face me. “Actually,” I started to say. “He’s quite sweet to me. Sebastian is also incredible in bed. I orgasmed at least 8 times last night. That’s more than I can say about your boyfriend who climaxes within 2 minutes and is done for the night.”

It was a craving for closeness, for the connection he was asking for, and for the energy that only I could give him. “Sebastian…” His voice was softer now, almost a sigh, a vibration that went through my whole body. I leaned closer, pulled by the invisible connection between us. My hands framed his face, my thumbs rubbing against his cheekbones. He tilted his head slightly, and the heat from his body pressed into mine.

“Fine, just make sure you didn’t delete anything in that USB.” “Of course, I won’t do that. All that I want is to have something to threaten you with so you don’t have to worry about anything.” “Then good. Let’s start your nonsense now. I still have to send Seb the next chapters of my story at ten.” Mira then looked at me skeptically, “You know what, I’m curious about that Seb. Is his name really Seb?” “Sebastian Sinclair. He’s my editor.” “Sebastian Sinclair? Sunny, you should be careful with men you know, he might do something shady when he gets to be alone with you.”

Sebastian snorted like a hunting dog and playfully bit Tera's jaw. Tera groaned in frustration as Sebastian's hand grabbed her jaw and brought their faces together. In the dimness of the room and the silence of their journey, Tera could see the dark silhouette of Sebastian staring at her with intense desire. With his sharp facial bone structure, he resembled a top-tier mafia from a pirate nation, willing to kidnap a young girl for his own satisfaction. Yes, Sebastian was indeed kidnapping her, forcing her to take care of his child and using her at his will in bed. He was a mafia to women!

"I am an imperfect woman with a wounded past, yet he can open me up so easily..." Alethea continued reading the blurb until the end, then frowned. Was this book really appropriate for her to read? The cover looked ordinary, but the blurb clearly hinted at desire—a word Alethea understood all too well. She glanced at her employer, but he remained calm. He lay on his back with his eyes closed, the blanket covering only half of his body, leaving his torso and head exposed. "What are you doing? Why did you stop reading?" Sebastian opened his eyes and looked in her direction, his brows furrowed in annoyance, as if he could actually see her hesitation.

“You think I came here to play nice? I came here to take everything he denied us.” Max’s pulse spiked. “You’re not taking anything,” he snapped. “You’re just a polished parasite.” Sebastian’s grin returned slowly. “You should be more careful with your words. Especially around people you don’t fully understand.” Max stepped closer, nose to nose now. “I don’t need to understand you. I’ll expose you. Dig until I find something that sends you crawling back to whatever hole you came from.” “You’ll find nothing,” Sebastian whispered. “Because I’ve already rewritten the story.”

Micah hits him on the back of his head. “Ouch” “Do you fucking want to lose your tongue?” Sebastian warned in a deadly voice. Matt swallows and shakes his head. Micah clears his voice and begins a topic. I immediately lose focus. Mainly because I was distracted. Very aware that Sebastian was sitting beside me, his powerful leg brushing against mine. I wonder what he would do if I were to place my hand on his thigh. Then push it up a little further. I shake my head, trying to clear my head while clenching my legs in the process in an effort to suppress the need I felt down there.

I had to tip my chin higher because he was so much taller than me that I had no chance of going nose to nose with him, but that didn’t mean I would back down. Nope. I’m an Alpha. ‘You can feel his pain,’ Sebastian linked me and Rian’s eyes snapped to him, ‘he can read your mind… just like he can hear us now because he can also read mine.' “That’s three, Sebastian,” Rian’s voice was firm, but the sexual tension mounting in the air was making me sweat. “Three?” Sebastian scoffed, a question on his face lingering. I didn't know what Rian was keeping track of, but everything in me wanted to find out.

Micah laughed, “I noticed. You deserve it, sis. Good night.” When Sebastian came out of the bathroom, he was wearing basketball shorts and a loose t-shirt. He walked to the bed and got under the covers with me. I snuggled up close to him and put my head on his chest. I hummed, “This feels better than I ever imagined. Thank you for staying with me.” He squeezed me tightly, “I wouldn’t have it any other way. I need to protect you, no matter what.” I kissed him gently and backed away, “I hope you understand why I can’t let you mate and mark me yet.” Sebastian replied, “I have the rest of my life to wait, love. I’m not letting you go, no matter what.” I sighed a content sigh, “Goodnight, my hand