Solo Leveling X Male Reader Novels & Stories

Lukas looked at me, barely banked heat in his eyes. I felt my belly tighten. "I'll get Nix and Heppni," Kiema said. "I put them on the girls' level." "Which I'd like to discuss with you, by the way," Xander said as he popped up from the childish fight on the bed. "Why do the girls get a level all to themselves? You're both mated. You don't need your own level." Scarlet slapped him in the face with a pillow too. He fell back, crashed into his prone brother. "Bite your tongue, Xander Finneas Kandma."

"Tell me who owns you." "You... you do!" I sobbed, the pleasure peaking into something violent. "Professor Karlsson... Neven... please!" I came against the tiles, my release washing away in the cold water. He followed a moment later, his low groan vibrating through my entire body as he filled me. “I hope you're not going to call it quits after just one round?” He spread my butt cheeks apart, watching as cum leaked out of it. I shook my head. I know it was pathetic—one minute I'm angry at him, the next minute, I'm craving him.

The wet, filthy sounds of skin slapping and deep groans filled the apartment. Mike finally cleared his throat. “…Well. That’s a plot twist.” Kevin didn’t immediately switch it back. His eyes stayed on the screen, watching the way the top gripped the bottom’s hips and drove in harder. “I mean… damn. That actually looks kinda hot. The way that guy’s just taking it. Getting railed like he needs it more than air.” Mike let out a surprised laugh. “Right? Straight guys aren’t supposed to say shit like that, but… fuck. Look at his face. He’s getting destroyed and he’s moaning like a slut for it. That dick’s hitting deep.”

I smirked, flipping it open to the first page, 'Snowbound Enemies: A Hate-Fuck Holiday'. Fuck, the title alone had my cock stirring in my sweatpants. As I started reading her words in my deep rumble, her hand casually drifted to my thigh, nails tracing lazy circles. "I stumbled through the blizzard... Jax Coulter, the smug bastard..." Her story poured out, rivals turned sex-enemies, stripping in the cold, brutal hate-fucks in the snow. The dirty banter leaped off the page. "Take it, you thieving bítch, my cock's owning this pússy!" My voice grew rougher with each line, dick thickening painfully against the fabric as I pictured it, her as that fiery Kingston, me as the dominant Coulter, pound

Alpha of Gods Harmony Moon Series Book 3 A Steamy Werewolf / Dragon / Hybrid Romance Novel Ms. Sophia Chapter 1: Who is He? Ryder My pulse was racing, my breathing was rapid, but I could do this all day. Nothing is a challenge for me anymore. I ducked as a fist aiming for my face barely grazed the side of my head. That’s only because I am becoming bored with all of this, he wouldn’t have touched me otherwise.

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I can't help but to blush over the fact that lone was the one to come rescue me ,like my knight in shiny armor, i guess the mate bond is already at work ,gradually drawing him closer into my arms ,I'm not going to lie this really has me confused right now ,his coming over to save me sure shows that he cares about me ,even if its just a little, i guess that witch was right after all he really did come to my rescue ,I'll just have to find a way to draw closer to him and snatch that necklaces off his neck ,i don't know exactly how I'm going to do it but I'll sure find a way ,i have no idea where this dragon is taking me to right now and i have no idea how to control him ,should i tap his back

Everything is way too complicated and it's even more crazy because since Raphael left, Blake is the only guy in this pack that I consider a friend that I can truly talk to but I can't possibly talk to him about the situation between us. I need someone I can tell about the fact that I have a male mate that I don't want but I also don't want to let him go, it's just crazy. "Raphael." I suddenly remembered him. "He was in my situation once." I mean not in my exact situation, he was very okay with having a male mate but I bet he will understand my complications and reluctance, I need to speak to him. "I think it's time to have that drink that he talked about in his letter." I need to find him.

His hands drag up my thighs, fingers winding through the lace band of my panties, drawing them down my legs, revealing my- I look back up at Hale, whose smile suggests he's amused, although his darkened eyes are laden with ulterior meaning. The weight of his gaze presses into me as my eyes lower again. I've never wanted a man inside me so badly. His mouth explores me, not leaving an inch of my body untouched. "Oh...This is graphic," I wince, attention drifting to the bottom of the page to see the woman get's what she wishes, the scene stunningly detailed. "It's why you're reading it, isn't it?" Hale murmurs gently. I exhale all the air from my lungs in one breath. "Not exactly..."

His chest rose and fell with a deep, rhythmic breath, his abs tightening under my gaze. Michael's movements were sharp and decisive as he yanked his shirt from his body. He was broader than Divine, his muscles a testament to years of brutal training, each one carved and honed to perfection. Standing there, shirtless and utterly dominant, they were a study in contrast but a united front in their desire. Michael reached for his belt, the metal buckle clinking sharply against the silence, his gaze locked on me. "Let's go to the bedroom," he rumbled, his voice dropping to a gravelly growl that resonated deep in my core. "I'm going to fuck the hell out of you."