Novel & Cerita Stefan Salvatore X Reader

“I'm….” “Answer me.” He spanked me again and this time I broke down in tears. He removed his fingers from my pussy and kissed my forehead. “Don't cry, Amoretto.” I thought he was done with me until he went down slowly and began to eat me like a starving man, growling against my pussy, sucking hard until my legs were shaking violently. I came hard, gushing on his tongue, moaning brokenly. Salvatore stood up, spun me around, and bent me over against the wall. He freed his massive cock and slammed into me in one brutal thrust.

I swore to myself not to use my body as leverage to raise funds, and here I am, at Salvatore's bed—the complete opposite of what I've sworn not to become. ​ Salvatore grabbed my two valleys. He played with my nipples like an amateur. ​ “I can feel aaahhh your tongue on my pussy.” ​ Salvatore's skilled tongue began to tease my clit using the tip. He will play it once, then suck later. It became his routine three times in a row until I couldn't hold my libido anymore, and my juices spilled straight into his mouth. ​ Now that his claws are on my neck, a couple of hums come out from my lips the moment the tip of his bulge tries to seek my entrance.

I explain to him, and he looks at the document, then lifts his head to look at me. “Why are you giving me this?” he asks, a question in his eyes. “You have your brother. Why are you—” “Salvatore found his mate. Between her and Camille, who do you think will be the one he chooses when the time comes?” I ask him. “I could be lying to you. You didn’t think of that?” he asks me, and I shake my head, “I didn’t think. I know it.” I don’t bother to explain that thanks to Camille, I can easily tell things apart. That my bond with her makes it clear for me to see through people.

“You seem far more interested in Caravaggio’s chiaroscuro than in a mind-numbing conversation about hedge fund portfolios.” The voice materialized directly behind her. Deep. Smooth. Italian accent threading through flawless English like a slow pour of whiskey. Damn it. She didn’t rush to turn. She counted to three. Took a measured sip of champagne. Then turned—controlled, unhurried—and found Dante Salvatore standing directly in front of her. At this proximity, he was far more dangerous. And what was most threatening wasn’t his power—it was the way he looked at her. He was seeing Elena. Not scanning her body the way every other man had. Seeing her.

Instead of letting the tears fall, I forced my lips into a trembling smile even as bile burned the back of my throat. “Thank you,” I whispered, barely audible. “It’s… thoughtful.” Don Salvatore chuckled, clearly satisfied. He reached over and gently tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. Just like last night. I sat perfectly still, playing the perfect wife when my eyes met Stefano's again. At that moment, a thought suddenly dawned on me. He was the one who took those photos.

“Her car needed fixing. He’s a mechanic. It was straight out of a boring rom-com. Gruff bad boy meets sweet, rich girl. It was ridiculous.” I twist my fingers together until my knuckles pale and bite the inside of my lip. “Tell me something, Salvatore. What was it like with your fated mate?” “Whoa.” He lifts his hands. “You really want to go that deep?” “Stop.” I laugh and shove him lightly. “Not like that. I mean the pull. What does it feel like?” “Insane,” he says simply. He plants both hands on the counter and stares off for a second. When he looks back at me and sees whatever expression I’m wearing, probably desperate, probably pathetic, his voice softens.

I look to Jezebel with a question in my eyes: “what do I do?” Her eyes shimmer with unshed tears and gives me a slight shake of her head, saying ‘do nothing’ and ‘stay alive’. My soul burns with anger for my friend, hatred for her mother, and a hopelessness that I can’t change what is about to happen. “Let’s Begin”. Alpha Jameson steps forward to unite the two. “I, Alpha Jameson, hereby present these two to the Moon Goddess. This is a good pairing between an Alpha male and his soon-to-be Alpha Female. Alpha Hanson, do you take Sahanna as your partner? Do you promise to stand by her side and value her council from this day forward?” “I do.”

He sucked on my lower lip before moving down slowly to my chin. “Let me make you feel what no man has ever made you feel” he whispered into my ear and my body pushed into his unconsciously. I was anticipating what he had for me. Unlike Alessandro, I knew Salvatore would take me with care. From my neck, where he had nibbled and sucked till I was sure there would be hickeys, he moved and took one of my nipples into his mouth “Uhmmm” I moaned as I arched my back. Salvatore didn't stop, as he sucked one of my breasts, he massaged the other, making me go crazy.