Novel & Cerita Simon Ghost Riley X Reader He Yells At You

He pressed deeper, his thumb grinding on my clit. I was so close again, tears streaming down my face from the intensity. “Go,” I whispered frantically. “Answer her before—” My bedroom door slammed open beside us. I heard heavier unsteady footsteps drift closer as Simon’s voice slurred through the corridor. “If my brother touches what’s mine again… I’ll tell everyone what you really are, Cain. I swear it.” My blood ran cold. Cain’s fingers stilled inside me. We both held our breath, our bodies still pressed against the wall in the dark. My robe is open, his cock is still hard against my thigh, the evidence of our sin is everywhere...

SIMON does not seem to hear anything as he continues to walk in the hallway of the school, there are rumors that Xavier is missing and the guards in their barangay can no longer see it. As usual, he was just quiet in their classroom, as if he was acting like a gentle sheep now. He looked around that only Xavier was talking about with his classmates. Then he turned his gaze to Kirk when it's accidentally hit him on the head. It will hurt Wesley, while Gray is busy flirting with Cathy. He waits for Kirk to apologize to him, but it doesn't seem to notice that this man has been beaten. It didn't even look at him and just continued what it was doing.

Simon asked while sitting down in the seat next to Ally. “Well, if you must know, Rachel has a date today,” Ally said, playfully hitting my shoulder. “Oh!” exclaimed Simon, “Ooh, is it Sean?” His tone mocking like a 12-year-old girl, voice fluctuating. “He sure is one cute guy,” he continued, teasingly. Ally and I honked. I swear that’s what it sounded like. Simon did a horrible job imitating a little girl with that crazy deep voice of his.

she's shouting, "it's not him, don't let him touch you..." "I figured that out," Simon bites back, already up, already circling, putting the table between himself and me, and there's no fear in his voice now, just the flat, terrible calm of an Alpha recalculating a room in real time. "Ryan. If you're in there. If any part of you is still in there, you fight this. You hear me? That's an order."

Simon explained "How stupid can you both be to argue about such a thing in the castle?" Richard yelled as Simon gaze fell to the ground Simon swallowed hard, his guilt weighing heavily on him. "I didn't think... I didn't realize how serious it was," he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper.

She blinked and slowly walked toward the door. “Yen...ra val..en… mi’th..ar en lun..ara…” Simon whispered again. Gabby opened the door and stepped outside. Her eyes glowed faintly. She was breathing heavily now, and her hands were trembling. Without knowing, her lips moved too, softly responding in the same language. “Tor val..en... mi’k..ar..un...” Simon took a step forward. “Gabby, you feel it too. You are mine,” he whispered.

His eyes met mine for a second, dark and unreadable, but I swear there was heat there underneath the cold. I should have said no and gone to hide in some room, but Simon’s tattoos kept pulling my eyes. The way his cock had felt so thick and ready against me earlier made my cunt ache with this filthy need I couldn’t shake. My thighs rubbed together, already slippery, and the words just spilled out before I could stop them. “I’ll join.” The whole circle erupted in cheers, drinks clinking, bodies shifting closer with excited lust in their eyes. The game kicked off right away and Simon went first, his stare locking onto me immediately like a predator. M

“You’re stuck with me now, Riley. Haunted houses, demons, whatever comes next… I’ll protect you and fuck you through all of it.” Riley smiled, adrenaline still buzzing. “I think I believe in ghosts now… because that was otherworldly.”

Gavin shot back his drink and flipped Piercy off as he tossed his head back and laughed. “Black.” Tossing the card over, I took a long breath before looking around. “Simon, show the group that tattoo you got when I was there that summer.” “Fuck that.” He shot back his drink as Stacy died laughing. “It’s a-” “NO!” Simon covered her mouth with his hand. “BUTTERFLY!” I finished, as he looked at me. Instantly, I got up and ran over to Piercy and sat down on his lap. “You can’t touch me here.”

She blinked at him and asked, “Do I nag a lot?” Simon shook his head seriously. “I love listening to you talk, so you must talk to me more.” Riley could not stand both of them anymore. She waved and said, “I’m leaving. I don’t want to see both of you acting all lovey-dovey in front of me anymore.” “I’ll send you down,” Sharon said. “It’s alright, just remember what I said. Don’t tell Jim about my whereabouts,” Riley reminded her once again. “I won’t tell anyone without your permission.”