Steve Rogers X Male Reader Novels & Stories

Sreve said, “do you want anything more than sex?“ Steve asked, and he left Lola, he moves closer to her and held her boobs, and he caressing her body down to her lower part, and did the same thing with, he plugged his mouth on her clitoris, and she started moaning, and she mount on her started pounding her, and later fold her, pound her for hours till Lola developed spine problems, and she was trying to push him away but her legs was hanged by his hands, she didn't have the strength to push him away, and she called Tracy to help her but Intead, Tracy took to her heels, and climbed the the stairs down walked Into her room locked her door, Steve later had mercy on Lola and left her, but his bo

“Pierced, with this provoking piercing, huge, thick, hard and all mine.” One of the things I love in Maggie is how much of a teaser she is, sorceress, how she instigates me in sex, no modesty, so mine, so open, I had an infinity of women, but none made me feel what Maggie does, she awakens my most primitive side, I feel really masculine having her in my arms, mounted on me, just like she’s now. Her golden brown skin I love so much, my piece of cinnamon, my exact and perfect dose of cappuccino, with her plump lips between her little teeth, her brown eyes on fire, she’s pure dynamite, my baby, my Maggie. I catch myself saying it out loud: “My Maggie.”

A kind of rage descended on him and he wanted to find out if his wife was actually doing what the driver had revealed. "Surely, there may be others who come here for things order than a sexual orgy?" he asked. "And sorry, what's your name?" "Rogers", he answered. "My name is Rogers. And to answer that question, I have one of mine. What other business could bring someone to such a place other than sex, whether they were selling it or engaging in it? If you have a serious business and come to such a place, what do you suppose the person would end up doing?"

he spat, his voice thick with rage and agony. Steve didn’t even blink. “And?” A low growl rumbled through the group, but they were too weak to act on their anger. “You promised us,” the first man growled, his voice cracking. “You promised us the cure!” Steve let out a short, humorless chuckle. “A cure? For you?” He stepped forward, his presence suffocating, his Alpha power pressing down on them like an iron fist. “Tell me—how many lives have you taken? How many innocents have you torn apart for your own sick pleasure?” His voice was low, deadly. “And now, after all the pain you’ve inflicted, you want mercy?” He took another step closer, his icy eyes locking onto the man’s with an intensity t

He had tried to ignore Steve's meddling, to push past the obstacles he had placed in their path, but it was becoming increasingly clear that the man was relentless in causing damage in his path. In store room he kept the entirety of his dreadful things, he had so many fantasy about having sex with Emily but, this obstacle named Steve was not getting away from his site, the bastard, bastard Stefano Rossi. He kept Varies kind of vibratos, Vesper Necklace, Nipple clamp, 8 inch Dildo, G-spot vibrator, pure wand or so many things. This guy even forgot the names but he had full plan how to use them on Emily and her sweet cunt.

He pushed to stand, but they were on him like lightning, holding him flat, talons gouging his limbs, crimson soaking into the earth. Steve’s expression contorted in agony, eyes flaring with fury, thrashing to break loose, but the rogues weighed him down, their mass crushing. My ticker skipped, terror freezing me solid, echoes of Liam’s power, his form wrapping mine in the sheets, worthless here as I stood rooted, witnessing Steve’s fight. In a swift, unified rush, the rogues piled on, talons ready, jaws snapping, their teeth a breath from shredding skin. Steve bucked, but the numbers overwhelmed, blows raining down, teetering him on the brink of the void.

I've never been so close and personal with an enemy capable of ending me with a twat from his hand before. To my surprise, Roger's lips eventually curl, and he laughs. He gently places me over his chest and closes his eyes. "So heal me then. Hurry, little wolf. I'm dying." Wait, what? Seriously? My fear blows away. Roger isn't as teasing as Caleb when he speaks. He is super bossy, and it aggravates me. The bastard talks to me like I'm his freaking servant—Roger is the male version of Jenna. "I'm not your slave..." I mutter while crouching on top of him, blushing when I notice the hole is gone—the moronic alpha is almost entirely healed. I'm currently sitting over his abs.

“It came as a shock to me too. Well, I won't say a complete shock since I have never been attracted to females in the first place. I always brushed aside the fact that I'm not crazy about boobs and all, thinking it was because I hadn't found a mate yet. Then, when we were 18, I had a crush on your cousin from the Moonlight Pack but I thought it was normal since the guy is fucking gorgeous. I guess I was just in denial." I nod my head, already thinking about the person I will be giving the Beta position once Raphael is exiled. “When did you later come to terms with the fact that you're not a man?" Raphael chuckles at my statement, trying to bring humour to the tense atmosphere. “Stop saying t

Her paced quickened as she heard Harry moan loudly. In her peripheral she saw the door that was once cracked open, now standing about halfway open. Just outside it was Roger. His pants were down to his knees and he was stroking a huge, fat, ugly, black cock. He was looking right at her. Harry had told him to do just that, but not to join in this first time. Harry was getting off on the fact that his buddy was watching this intense blow job play out.

Instead, the halls were quiet which was strange because of the fight outside. I moved quickly through the corridors listening for any sound. Then I heard a clap, and another clap behind me, causing me to freeze. It was Rogers stepping out of the shadows with a menacing aura, his jaws tightening. “Well if it ain't the weakling. To think you showed up here a week ago and I never knew,” “Where's my baby?” I clipped, thrusting my claws out. “I'll kill him before you get to him. You think you can take me on? Don't be ridiculous,” he fired, nostrils flaring up as he moved closer. “ This is disappointing, I was expecting Gabriel but I got you instead.”