Spyro X Cynder Fanfic Novels & Stories

The waitress left after taking our order, but Xandry doesn’t miss to take a look at the waitress’ ass. “My dick is just fine, asshole. Stop asking about my baby in a public place like this. They think something happens to him.” Xandry smiles, leaning his back against the chair. He scans his eyes around the almost full booths in the coffee shop. “So, why were you frowning earlier? You didn’t even notice me coming in. I called you twice, but your mind seemed so far away, probably in between woman’s thighs?” He smirks. Sometimes he is nosier than his twin, Saph but he’s one of my best friends. We have a lot of things in common—one of them is we both love women. We call him leg-spreader.

Phoenix stopped running and raised his snout to smell out of his boyfriend, but he couldn’t smell that faint honey in the air. He turned around and started sniffing the ground. When he made it all the way to the tree where Cyro was hiding behind, he was jumped by said boyfriend. Cyro pounced on him, pinning Phoenix to the ground. Phoenix yelped and looked up at his boyfriend, who caught him by surprise. Cyro leaned his head down and licked up Phoenix’s neck. Phoenix whimpered underneath him and changed back, Cyro whined and changed back himself. Kaeden was still pinned between Corbin’s arms, and the look of lust swimming in Corbin’s eyes made Kaeden nervous.

“She texted me half hour ago. She said she’s on her way.” Lizzy chuckles. “Maybe she fought with her twin again. I heard from uncle Phoenix that Xandry doesn’t like Matt.” “Oh, I don’t like him too, but who am I to judge. Saph likes him, though.” I sip the caramel Frappuccino that I ordered while waiting for Lizzy to arrive. “I don’t think Saph is serious with him. You know her. She has a thing with bad boys, and he isn’t one of those,” Lizzy replies, then she looks at me as if she wants to say something.

He leans down, kissing me every time Spadino thrusts, catching my cries in his mouth. Aureliano’s hands are on my body, stroking, claiming, worshipping. He runs his palms over my stomach, over the stretch marks he loves, down to where Spadino is joined with me. It is seamless. When Spadino is spent, collapsing against my thigh with a groan of pure joy, Ciro takes his place. Ciro is different. He is heavy. Slow. Deep. He grinds against me, his eyes locked on mine. He wants me to feel every inch of him. He wants to imprint himself on my soul.

I launched myself into the air, the black smoke forming wings that weren't made of feathers but of pure void. "No!" the Original Lyra shrieked. She lunged forward, trying to stab the spear into her own heart. "He belongs to me!" I was faster. I hit her like a falling mountain. We crashed into the silver machinery at the base of the Spire. The spear flew from her hand, skidding across the floor. I pinned her down, my purple-stained fingers digging into her white dress. "You wanted to be the only one?" I hissed. I leaned close to her ear. "Now you’ll be the first one to die."

Kiara says. “I like it better when the two of you are fighting,” I grumble, as I walk to follow her. I figure I let her get enough of a head start so I could clear my head. “Do everything I would do,” Felix calls after me. Today Hazel is going to learn I’m not a male she can shake off. I'll invade her space, her life, her thoughts until there is no telling where she and I start and end. I stop by my room to collect the Sphyer files Felix extracted, figuring she would be more amicable to my presence if I bring her a little gift.

"Seraphina Agni, save our clan and come back safe. We need you, before our clan disappears, please— save the phoenix from crying..."

I couldn't even feel the sparks. I still can't feel Spyro, Hera howled sadly. She had been trying to communicate with him but it was all to no avail. "Nyx." Andros whispered placing a hand on mine and almost immediately, Spyro whined. "Do that again." Fay requested staring at us. "This?" Andros asked placing a hand on mine again, Spyro whined, Lycus grunted. My heart leapt with joy hearing a sound escape from Lycus's lips, "I think the physical connection between you and Andros would help."

The group goes silent and turns to me. “I’m Cyra Teymoori,” I begin. I don’t get any further before a young woman throws herself into my arms. “Oh my goddess! Of course my brother would be mated to a beautiful woman,” she says. “Hi?” I say, but it sounds more like a question. “Sorry, I’m Wendy.” “Oh, hey, Wendy. Yorick talks about you all the time.” She laughs, the sound so similar to Yorick’s that it makes my heart hurt.

Inside, Stacie fumed at Xander but she knew she had to watch her tongue. “What the hell is going on, Xander? What was that all about? Why did you freeze?” Xander didn’t want to tell her he knew she would keep bitching about it if he didn’t. “She’s my mate, Stacie. The girl is my mate.” Stacie froze, just as he expected her to. She couldn’t believe she finally found his mate after all these years and it was because of her. She had helped him find his mate. There wasn't way she was going to let her take Xander away from her. Not after all these years of hard work and trying to keep Xander to herself.