Sesshomaru X Reader Novels & Stories

I murmured, my fingers tangling in his hair, nails scraping against his scalp. His lips curled into a smirk against my skin. "You’re such a liar, Stòr." (Love) I gasped as his teeth grazed my collarbone, his fingers tightening against my hip, pulling me closer, pressing his body against mine. Every inch of him was heat and power, coiled restraint, a man who could break me apart with a single touch but held back—just barely. "Say it." His voice was lower now, raspier, edged with something unspoken.

A dark, dangerous smirk touched his lips before he leaned down, locking his mouth over mine in a deep, bruising kiss that tasted of rain and copper. His teeth grazed my lower lip, drawing a sharp, breathless gasp from my throat. My legs wrapped firmly around his leather-clad hips, guiding him closer until there was not an inch of air left between us. The last lingering chill of the rooftop escape vanished from my blood, replaced by a consuming fire that burned away five hundred years of war. *** Across the winding gravel path, past three thick stone arches and a cluster of tall ferns, Rin stood near the secondary exit hatch.

“I told you that it was okay to wait in the car.” “No. It’s okay.” He gave her hand a good squeeze which I, unfortunately, could see. He then looked at me. “This person is…?” “He is Kuronomiya Kakeru. My colleague. He joined two years after me.” She introduced me, then held his hand firmly and turned to me. “This is Ashitaka Mamura. My boyfriend.” “Pleased to meet you.” I bowed in greeting. “Pleased to meet you too.” He returned a bow.

The magic in the room intensified, swirling around them like an invisible force. Without another word, Samael reached for Allistair, pulling him into a searing kiss that left no room for hesitation. As their lips met, the bond between them sparked to life, a powerful connection forming that would never be broken. Lucan growled in approval, and Morgan's presence grew stronger within Samael, both entities eager to participate in the claiming of their mate. While the kiss intensifies, Samael biting, licking and sucking his lips till it drew blood, his hands touching Allistair’s chest sliding inside pinching his nipples eliciting a moan from him.

I love my evil little girlfriend. “Perfect,” I said before scooping her up in my arms, and kissing her soundly. “Ew,” Kimi said before turning into the house. We locked the door, and waited in the living room for Ray to get back. Sue came in a few minutes after we settled. I was tracing designs on Rose’s legs as she sat on my lap and read something on her phone. “Rose, are you still reading those online novels?” Sue asked. I laughed. “She is. She knows real werewolves, and she keeps reading fantasy.”

After all, I was Cassius, one of the strongest vampires in the supernatural community. No one took what was mine. No one had dared to, except this obstinate werewolf who was currently growling at me, on my own wedding day to a woman that had always been mine. A woman that should have never even had anything to do with him, a woman who thanks to him had suddenly started having dreams. Dreams that only sought to take her far away from me. Removing my jacket and rolling up my sleeves, sure that my men would arrive to take care of the rest of his men, I smirked at Damien whose eyes glowed red with anger and thirst for blood. I could relate, because I too wanted him dead.

With his words, the shamans began to chant, their voices low and rhythmic, weaving a tapestry of ancient words that seemed to resonate all around us as we stood before the pack, our hands joined. Alex's hair brushed my neck as he applied a gentle kiss to my shoulder, then in one swift motion, he bit into the soft flesh, causing me to gasp. My eyes watered momentarily, before the pain was swiftly replaced by a rush of euphoria, a sense of belonging that I’d never felt before.

Then he pushes his cock even deeper and we both moan like animals I know this dark romance can destroy everything. It is very bad. It is disgusting. It is the worst kind of sin. But every time his thick cock slides into my wet cunt, every time he slaps my ass and calls me his dirty stepdaughter whore, every time his hot cum leaks out of me later while I sit with my family, I feel more alive than ever. The age gap, the taboo, the constant risk of getting caught — it all makes the pleasure so much stronger and dirtier

💕(Vampire Romance)💕 🌹🌹 Episode seven 🌹🌹 .. .. 💕 Alexa’s POV 💕 .. .. A shiver raked my body as I woke up and noticed that I was naked. But where’s the blanket and……….. My gaze landed on king Damien as he sat on a rocking chair, looking down at me with lust in his eyes. I gulped and tried looking elsewhere, suddenly feeling shy as his gaze pierced me.

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??