Novel & Cerita Spider-man X Harem Fanfiction

He remarks tauntingly. She nods, trying to keep the conversation going while she thinks of something else. “I could run upstairs, lock myself in, and call for help.” She thought to herself. He smirked, "Well, I happened to hire people that look like us." She tilted her head in confusion. "The fake Xander will stay at the Miller Mansion acting defeated, while the fake Hannah will be on a journey from New York to Asia to find herself. We, on the other hand, will rekindle our relationship. No family or friends to meddle with our love." He explains casually as if nothing is wrong with what he is doing.

He fucked me slow and possessive, his eyes locked on mine the entire time, as if reminding me who I belonged to first. I came twice before he finally emptied himself inside me, marking me as his again. Afterwards, we lay tangled together, his hand gently stroking my hair. “The Harem wants more,” he said quietly. “They’re talking about expanding the circle. Introducing new regular Daddies. Bigger parties. They want to see how far you can go with me there to watch and direct.” I felt the Queen stir inside me, a warm, seductive pulse between my legs at the thought.

There’s something terribly wrong with Xander and it’s too stupid of him to hand over everything to a madman. There’s no way to get it back as Xander made sure of that. He can’t talk back to Xander and he allows him to do whatever he wishes. Now Sirena is his wife and he has the right to do whatever he wants. He again asked him to stop searching for her if he couldn’t find her in two days but Xander finds this as an insult, he can’t do that.

If it were Xander struggling to take all of me, his throat tightening as I forced him to submit completely. “Ahh, fuck, Xander.” I growled low in my throat, the rush of pleasure hitting me hard, my pace relentless as I held him down, buried deep. My vision blurred, the lines between fantasy and reality twisting in the haze of arousal. And then I came, a guttural moan ripping from my throat as I spilled into his mouth, my grip still tight, my body trembling from the intensity of it. She gasped as I finally let her go, pulling back, her lips slick and swollen, her breathing ragged.

She replied. My lips twitched. It sounded ridiculous. "I'm sorry. But do you really think you are Xavier's fiancée?" How could a married man have a fiancée? When did that even happen? Hannah looked at me, and her eyes slowly turned cold. "What do you know? A maid like you doesn't have the right to know anything about your master's affair!" She yelled. "Crystal, Sir Xavier asked us to prepare his room for Miss Hannah. They will share a room from now on." Tyra, one of the maids who hated me the most in the mansion, came up and spoke.

I remembered his mouth on my neck last night, nipping, sucking, sending sparks straight to my core. My hand moved of its own accord, sliding up my thigh, pushing the hem of my pencil skirt higher. The fabric whispered against my skin, cool air kissing the exposed flesh. I traced the edge of my stockings, garters still clipped from the day, and imagined Noah's rough palms doing the same slow, deliberate, building the need until I begged.

His main concern was in Room 540, fighting for his life. ************** Irina bounced loosely on the man's cock, gasping as she felt cum after cum filling her hole. "You're doing so well, Sebastian," she purred, edging him on. "Don't... fucking stop!" The alpha groaned beneath her, hands wound tight around her hips to pull her close. "I want to... do more." Irina giggled as she stopped moving. "That's good to hear." "I heard that Xavier is in the hospital. My alpha was in an accident."

—The same X, despite him cheating on his wife, he always made our situation very clear. — X is the kind of man who seduces you with his kindness, charisma, and charm. He traps you in his web, like a spider… says things you want to hear, he makes a point of showing that he is married, but that he lives in a very complicated moment, and over time you will believe that getting involved with him has no problem, since he made it very clear that he’s married… but when you see it, it’s spelled. He does not make you promises, but always leads to believe that you are different and that you will be together in the end… Look where you are… And where’s the X? With his wife and kids, playing happy family

I moaned softly, surrendering to the soothing sensations. As Maria continued massaging my shoulders, the office door suddenly opened, revealing Xander’s entrance. I didn’t notice he signaled Maria to stay quiet and continue what she was doing. “Maria, I’ll take you to the best spa in town. Your hands have the magic touch. Thank you,” I expressed my gratitude, my voice trailing off as I drifted into a state of pure relaxation. I moaned softly, savoring the relief that Maria’s skilled hands were bringing me. Xander positioned himself near me, his gaze fixed on my face. Maria seemed uncertain, unsure of what to do next as he took advantage of the moment to observe me closely.

Without hesitation, I grab the man's shoulder and slam my fist into his jaws, earning a wince from him and a loud gasp from Jasmine. Uncaring about causing a scene, I move closer to grab him again when Jasmine holds me back. "Xavier, what the hell are you doing?" She blocks me from attacking him again, looking extremely upset. I don't care. I just want this idiot hugging a married woman to know that she is mine and I don't share. I step away and I am about to grab him when I see his face. His face cap is lying on the ground and I see a trail of blood from the corner of his mouth which must be as a result of my blow.