Shameless X Reader Novels & Stories

she smiled innocently. She ignored him and went back to reading her book. Xasha began playing with her pink flowing hair. He made her lay her head on his shoulder and began running his hand up and down her tricep. His hands kept inching closer to her breast, she noticed this and smile at her man's actions," he has no tact," she whispered under her breath. She thought it was cute. His finger finally reached her breast, rubbing against it lightly, as if to test the waters.

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He asked, speaking naughtily. " Stop saying words like that so shamelessly," Adriana said, pushing him off her. " Shameless? Why don't we both become shameless?" Xavier asked. " W... Who wants to be shameless with you?" Adriana asked looking away. " Or...." Xavier drawled, leaning in towards her, making her breath hitch. He buried his face in her collarbones and kissed her, sucking on her skin, his hands groped her left boobs and massaged it earning a moan from her.

It was just as beautiful as she had imagined, and she was indeed grateful to Xavier for making the faked honeymoon worth it. Speaking of the devil, Xavier could be seen by Amelia as he walked down the beach, without a shirt. Almost as if she was being controlled, her lips found their way between her teeth as she stared at him. His perfect body was just like that of a runway model, having the appropriate biceps and abs. His modern quiff made his face manlier. She stared at him for a while. He didn't notice she had been staring all this while because he kept looking at the sea.

She grinned using her shoulders to rub against mine. "Shelly do I ask you about you and micheal's sex life?" "That's because you don't want to know else I would surely have told you how he kisses me, caresses my cheek, fucks–" "Enough!" "I was just getting to the good part bestie, why did you stop me?" "Shelly you're actually Shameless." "Of course! I can't be ashamed of what I do with my man and oh yeah hope you use protection?" "Why would I, it just happens and I don't even think about that when he touches me."

His grip tightened for a second as he steadied her, and the world paused around her. Her hands pressed lightly to his chest, firm, warm, way too close, and for a second, neither of them said a word. His eyes held hers, dark and unreadable, and her heart pounded in her ears like a drum. “I.... uh.... sorry,” Amaya stammered, stepping back quickly. Her cheeks were on fire. “No harm done,” Jaxon said coolly, voice calm but laced with something else she couldn’t name. Something dangerous. She couldn’t bring herself to say anything else. She only nodded and slipped past him into the bathroom, shutting the door quickly and leaning against it, her heart hammering like she’d run a marathon.

The kind of man you don’t stare at too long without consequences. “Look at me, Emily.” he said And I did. God help me, I did. My head snapped up, breath catching. Something sharp flickered through me—like a spark hitting dry wire. I shouldn’t have found that hot. But I did. The command, the voice, the eyes that didn’t flinch. God. There it was again—that ache I never let anyone see. I swear I’m not a freak. “ Sorry,” I said, forcing a tight smile. I wasn’t sure why I apologized—or why I smiled at all. Shame curled through me, sharp and uninvited.

she hissed in my ear. “It… it feels good,” I lied, my voice hollow. I was trapped in a cycle of shame. I watched her face, the way her eyes rolled back as she moved, completely unaware—or perhaps uncaring—that the man beneath her was dying inside. The contrast between this and the raw, voluntary intensity I shared with Kendra and Clara was devastating. This was dark, transactional, and vile.

I hung my head in shame, The wetness has already started to seep through my underwear. My cheeks turn a shade of red, "Sorry." I mumbled. Amanda burst into fits of laughter when she finally realised what was happening, the way Xander was breathing heavily and his body tensed up. Probably fighting his wolf from taking me right here and now, on second thought Please take me. Throw me up against the wall, tear my pink sundress off my body, make me scream your name while pleasure courses through my body. I can feel my wetness grow, running down my thighs. I press my legs together and a moan escapes my lips before I can stop.

But shame still sat heavy in my chest, a familiar weight I'd carried for years. "Because it's embarrassing," I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper. "Nice girls aren't supposed to read books about..." I waved my hand vaguely at the cover, unable to say the words out loud. "About what? Love? Passion? People finding each other?" Liam moved closer, and I caught a hint of his cologne, something clean and masculine that made my thoughts scatter. "There's nothing wrong with that, Deborah. Nothing shameful about wanting to read stories that make you feel something."