Striker X Reader Novels & Stories

“Strike if you must. But I will not meet you in anger. Not today.” Jareth stared at him, baffled, before a malicious glint filled his eyes. He saw not humility, but weakness. “Then you truly are unfit!” he roared, lunging toward Xander with a fist raised. The crack of bone on bone echoed through the arena. Xander’s head snapped back, his body recoiling, but he didn’t fall. He stood, swaying, a thin stream of blood trickling from his lip. He didn’t flinch, didn’t retaliate. He simply absorbed the impact, grim and unwavering.

The place where he struck me burns and tingles in a chaotic mayhem. It’s a crop, I think. He’s punishing me with a crop. Holy shit. I didn’t sign up for this. Or did I? Xander has always been transparent about who he is and what his tendencies are. He’s never once said he’d offer me normal or vanilla. With time, I’ve figured out he’s a natural Dom and an unabashed sadist who’s brought out the masochist in me. In a way, I’ve been falling into that rhythm, into his abnormality. I like the freedom that loss of control offers.

Chase warns him. “The weird little thing I couldn’t figure out has shown its purpose. It’s positioned perfectly at my clit, and it’s sucking while Hudelone rails into me. Heat burns through my bones, and I’m silenced by the pleasure that builds,” Jax reads aloud with a grin. “Okay, stop reading the fucking book!” Chase laughs, shaking his head as he walks off. “I’m reading them all. Every single one of her books,” Jax smirks, clearly enjoying himself.

That was her undoing as she leaned in, sealing their lips together first this time, and Draven wasted no time in taking advantage as he stepped upon the table, parting her legs as his throat dried with hunger. And before she could understand what he was doing, a hot trace of his fingers down her folds set her insides on fire. She watched with wide eyes as she took her juices and licked them off his hands. “Please, do something…and call me Xana," she pleaded as Tarrin unsheathed himself and plunged it into her entrance, causing her body to arch in response to the pleasure, one that broke her apart and built her up again. “Oh Xana, fuck…” he groaned. “I’ll never get enough of you.”

Too much temptation in one damn face. God. What was wrong with me? I looked away quickly, heat prickling my cheeks. This was ridiculous. I was unraveling. And he was clearly enjoying it.The door opened. Victor stepped in and took the seat beside me with the calm of someone who belonged here. I, very much, did not. Xavier leaned back slightly, still watching me like I was a puzzle he’d already solved. “Emily,” he said, tone as steady as it was unreadable. “Victor tells me you

Xander crossed the distance. What happened next was not, technically, a fight. A fight had some theoretical symmetry to it. What Xander was doing was closing range against someone whose suit was reading his bio-electrical frequency and translating that input into micro-predictions about his next movement, which meant every strike he initiated was partially anticipated, which meant his strike timing needed to be not his own timing. He threw a chunk of liquefied concrete at Sterling's head instead. Not as an attack. As a distraction — the suit's prediction system was reading his nervous system, not objects. The object had no bio-electrical frequency to read. It arrived at Sterling's helmet on

He threw the other two a glare, and they scampered away, then he turned back to Madison who had her arms crossed on those tits of hers. "And what exactly makes you special? You better leave or I'll call security." She warned, trying to walk past him but he grabbed her arm and pulled her back, pinning her in place. She gasped, her heart racing as she tried to get away. "I'll kill them all, don't dare me." He spat, and she swallowed, intoxicated by his husky voice. "W..who are you?" She asked, her voice frail. "Killian Cleeve, and I want you to become my private stripper." He answered and her heart almost jumped out of her chest.

“Dad likes experienced women — women who know how to ride a cock properly, not innocent virgins who’ve only been fingered by their best friend.” Her words stung, but they also made my pussy clench harder around her fingers. Ria leaned down, kissing my neck, then my lips, as she pleasured me with skilled, relentless strokes. She added a third finger, stretching me wider, fucking me until I was moaning into her mouth and coming again. I came hard, shaking, and my juices were soaking the sheets. When I finally came down, panting and spent, Ria kissed my forehead. “But if you really want him… you’re going to have to prove you can take it.”

He stroked himself once, twice, smirking down at me as I stared, panting. “Beg for it, Em.” “Please, Alex… I need you inside me. Fuck me, please…” He didn’t wait. He lined up and thrust in deep in one powerful stroke, burying himself to the hilt. I gasped sharply, back arching off the bed. “Oooohhh… fuuuuck… Alex!” The stretch burned so good, filling me completely. He groaned, gripping my hips hard enough to bruise as he started moving.

v👿 I thought coming here would make me closer to Jamal but now i want someone else and that’s Xander,oh gosh,he is so hot and am sure he is so good in bed. I just really want him to f*ck me senseless, Gianna always has the best things but this time i will surely take it from her. Alexander,You will be mine. T.B.C