Tartaglia X Reader Novels & Stories

Then his tongue licked a long, slow stripe from her entrance up to her clit. “Oh my god,” she whispered. The sensation was intense. His tongue was warm and wet, and he knew exactly what he was doing. He licked her again, slower this time, savoring the taste of her juices. Sara’s hands gripped the edge of the desk. Her legs trembled. Professor Kane groaned against her pussy. “You taste so fucking good.” He used his thumbs to spread her lips wider, exposing her swollen clit. He flicked his tongue over it rapidly, then sucked it into his mouth.

Then he pushes his cock even deeper and we both moan like animals I know this dark romance can destroy everything. It is very bad. It is disgusting. It is the worst kind of sin. But every time his thick cock slides into my wet cunt, every time he slaps my ass and calls me his dirty stepdaughter whore, every time his hot cum leaks out of me later while I sit with my family, I feel more alive than ever. The age gap, the taboo, the constant risk of getting caught — it all makes the pleasure so much stronger and dirtier

I plead. “I Xander Stone…” he chest heaves with another cough as he pauses. “Hereby reject you Tika Heather as my mate…..”. The pain that hits my chest this time takes my breath away. I am unable to hold him of give him comfort as his body contorts and his back bows. Our screams fill the air and it feels like something inside me shreds to pieces. As my dragon howls in my head my senses are blinded as everything goes black.

I sincerely hope you embrace the journey of this captivating tale. While fiction, the essence of Tara Lyle, the main character in this book, mirrors strength as resonant as the very essence of the narrative. I invite you to accompany her until the publication of Tara Lyle Book 2, "At Willete's Mercy," where the saga continues to weave its captivating narrative.

I snapped. The rival Alpha chuckled, a sound that grated on my nerves, then, gesturing toward the woman behind him supporting a cascade of flaming red curls, he declared, "This is the true Bond of the Phoenix."

“If I didn’t live across town, I’d be there. No question. I think I’m tall enough to wrap my legs around you.” “No. I couldn’t have you drive in this rain.” “I would, though.” I repositioned myself onto my elbows, the strap of my nightgown lazily falling down my shoulder. “Just to hold me? “Hold you. Touch you,” he pointed to the camera. “Kiss that bare shoulder right there...whatever.” Even with just the bare shoulders, suddenly Tatum felt naked. “Oh.” “What are you wearing under that duvet?” he pushed his glasses up, moving closer to the phone.

She had waited year's to have him all to herself, but when that happened, Mabel waltzed into his life and now Xara has. “It's time to find a way to get rid of the bitch." She slyly smiled as Lorenzo watched her from where she was standing. He could hear what she was saying from the angle he stood.

“Library huh? She sure is a bookworm.” Chia walked up the stairs and headed straight for the library. Upon entering, she immediately saw Tina at the main desk reading a book. Hearing the door that was slammed open, Tina jolted in surprise. “Oh, it’s just you Chia.” She fixed her glasses that were slightly misplaced after she jolted. “What are you reading there?” Chia strode over to the desk and looked at the book. “Oh, I was just trying to learn some Advanced tier magic structures.”

The love bite on her pale, creamy mound as she twisted in his arms, was proof of who owned her, who got to f*ck her every night. In a voice rough with emotion, he growled, ‘Woman, we are doing everything…’ She interrupted him, her face turning even paler if such a thing was possible ‘Ria? She does not know, does she?’ * Tara She was gazing at the screen, her palms sweating in excitement. The person she had been chatting with had come on F******k and sent her an invite, which was immediately accepted by Maddie on Tara’s behalf. Tara had an account that she had rarely used; just to gawk at the football star she crushed on. But that was it.

My fated mate,’ she says, backing her haunches into Xavier so his length glides into her heat. Xavier frees Larissa’s shoulder and lets out a primal howl, his passion clear as he relentlessly thrusts into her. Larissa joins in, her own howls mingling with him as his knot fills her. They harmonize in a symphony of pleasure as he pounds her, his knot locked within, and he bites down on her mate mark, claiming her as his own. With a surge of ecstasy, he releases his essence while savoring the taste of her sweet, intoxicating blood.