Striker X Reader Novels & Stories

She staggered back due to the power of the strike and found it difficult to regain her balance. As she struggled to repel the rogue, she caught a glimpse of movement out of the corner of her eye. A massive, powerful figure emerged from the trees, rushing directly for her. Kyra's heart skipped a beat as she recognized Xander. "So, this is where you've been hiding," Xander hissed, his eyes full of hate. "Did you really think you could stop me?" Kyra gritted her jaw and gripped her sword closer. "I will not allow you to destroy everything we have built. "We will stop you." Xander chuckled in a chilly, scornful tone. "You are a fool, Kyra. "You and your valuable pack are no match for me."

She bowed her head and picked up her book again “Something like this would have been totally cool in the fictional world.” “I still need more details about him, though. Don’t try to escape it.” She folded her legs; I knew she wouldn’t let me off that easily. G was a helpless dark romance reader; her excitement when she heard I had a stalker that looked like he was a descendant of Hercules himself was priceless. She loved me, I knew that, but her being a reader, I expected this already. I hit my forehead with my hand tiredly. “I have a stalker, Gianna. This isn’t books; this is real life.”

I begged, and X didn’t hesitate. He pounded into me with relentless force, each thrust igniting a spark of pleasure that spread through my body. I was surprised by the sharp slap to my behind, but it only added to my desire for more. My moans turned into screams as he brought me to the brink of ecstasy over and over again, leaving me satisfied and yet craving more of his intense touch. As X finally found his release within me, he pulled my body tightly against his. “You are mine, Rei Draven. I love you,” X said, his voice strained with emotion.

Luckily, it connected with a lamp, which fell to the ground with a loud clatter. At the same time, I managed to get the flesh of the heel of his hand between my teeth, and I bit down. Hard. He let go of my hand, swearing viciously, and I squirmed to try to get free. Why wasn’t Liam coming? It was late. Maybe he was asleep? The stalker threw me onto the bed and raised his first, obviously intending to punch me. I winced and threw up my hands to try to protect myself. Not just myself, but my baby, growing inside of me and counting

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“So. Much. More.” “Jaxon…” He penetrated me, and my breath caught in my throat. My toes curled, my body trembled as he filled me up. “Ember, Fuck!” He buried his face in my neck and kissed it. “You feel amazing.” He moved slowly, deeply, deliberately. Every stroke was soft, gentle and made my tired body beg for more. I cried into his strong arms as they held me, my fingers digging into his back as he slowly picked up the pace. “Emberlyn, you’re mine.” His voice shook, like he was begging me desperately.

"Come here." Liam stood and walked to the bed, positioning himself in front of me, he pressed his cock against my lips. I opened my mouth before he could say anything, and he fed my his cock. He hit the back of my throat as he tangled my hair in his fingers. Behind me, Xavier's fingers disappeared, replaced by the head of his cock pressing against my entrance. "Enjoy this while it lasts," Xavier said, and I inhaled as he pushed inside me. The street h was immense, it was more than I'd ever taken. The plug had prepared me, but somehow, Xavier was bigger and thicker. I screamed around Liam's check, my body jerking forward.

My blood was boiling, and Striker was silent. He seemed to be in deep thought, and honestly, I didn’t know if he was planning every one of their deaths. ‘Murder; however, I was imagining all the naughty things we are going to do to Natalie.’ Striker growled. I can feel his growing arousal as he was putting pictures in my head, taking claim over her. I smirked at his thoughts. Her intoxicated scent brought me back to reality the second she was at my side. I gave her a once-over and had to clench my hands into fists to stop myself from touching her.