Tarzan X Reader Novels & Stories

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.

Almost before she realized it, she was washed over in pleasure again, crying out, her nails digging into his back. As her tiger’s claws snicked out just the tiniest bit, puncturing his skin, Roman exploded inside of her, pumping his heat into the very core of her being. He collapsed on her, barely managing to keep from crushing her. He felt so right, so strong, against her, on her, over her, protecting her and caressing her. “We really are good at that,” she managed to breathe. Late the next morning, Lana walked to work, still glowing from the night before. She was surprised to realize that she loved the turn her life had taken—and overjoyed that she’d be giving her two weeks’ notice today.

I stared at the words on my screen. "A business trip? What a coincidence." The veins on the back of my hand stood out from how tightly I gripped my phone. In the live stream, the tarot reader continued her explanation at her usual unhurried pace. "Friend, the cards say your buddy is a deeply sentimental person. As long as your smokescreen holds, he won't suspect a thing."

With trembling fingers, I opened his zip and pushed his trousers and brief down a little. His cock sprang free. It was long, very thick, and veiny. The head was dark and shining from precum. I gasped and took one step back. It was even bigger than I imagined Professor Hungs groaned and took an equal step towards me and made me wrap my hand around it. “That’s it babygirl. Feel how hard you make me” I snatched my hand back and held them against my chest “wait Prof. I don't think this is a good idea. I…"

he was sounding much too demented at that point. There was just too much energy buzzing through his body and he wanted to let it all out through the heated erection in-between his thighs. “Now… watch as I unleash the dragon…” he got his long unforgiving wood out and was about to impale me with it right there and then. But he suddenly froze still in his tracks as his smile suddenly faded from his face and that made me wonder what exactly he wanted to do. After a while, he fell forward on top of me. It was almost impossible to move as the bastard had mysteriously fallen on top of me and was squeezing the remaining life that was in me.

Book 1: Her Unloved Mate (Vince & Crystal’s Story) Book 2: My Bride is Not a Human (Cade & Andrella’s Story) Book 3: Her Chosen Mate (Rebecca & Oliver’s Story) Book 4: Tangled With A Vampire (Moana & Alaric’s story) Book 5: Alpha’s Innocent Mate (Vlad & Leora’s Story)- Upcoming * In case of any queries regarding any story, please reach out to my inbox. Thank you again.

Tarzan let out a low chuckle, some of the tension in his chest easing. “I couldn’t help it. You’re too tempting.” She chuckled softly, the sound muffled by the pillow. “Do it again… I’ll fart on your face!” “As you should,” he replied with a smirk, his gaze tracing the sinful curve of her body in that black lace. “Now stop threatening me with a good time. You know it won’t work.” He stood slowly, voice dropping to a husky whisper. “I think I have an idea.” Tarzan began stripping off his clothes—the fitted pink shirt and matching trousers he’d worn for their date—revealing the powerful, tattooed expanse of his chest and arms. The fabric pooled silently on the floor as he joined her on the bed

I run my fingers through Taran’s hair and pull it gently as his teeth rake over one of my sensitive buds. He moves lower and kisses down my stomach then my inner thigh before arriving at my sex. Taran licks the length of my entrance. His tongue circles my clit before putting his lips around the little nerve and sucking. I gasp and moan as Taran’s mouth brings me to the brink of ecstasy. As I come down from my climax, Taran pulls away and lays next to me. He smiles at me, “Let's rest a bit longer, then we can fly back to your home.”

His eyes closed for a moment. When they opened, I saw ravenous need that made my heart skip a beat. He didn’t look any happier about it than I did. The look disappeared and a lazy I don’t give a damn expression took over. “You smell divine.” His voice did more wicked things to me and matched perfectly to my dream man. Smooth as silk, deep, and delicious, it vibrated inside me. “Tara”—my name on his lips was warm velvet—“knew exactly what she was doing.” He didn’t look at anyone but me while he spoke.

Tarzan groaned, made a grab at her hair and pulled her in deeper. Nikita sucked him hard, rolling his balls between her fingers at the same time. She glanced up at him with the "bitch eyes" and pulled out. "You like?" She whispered. Tarzan stared down drowsily at her, his eyes holding a glint of excitement and pleasure. "Just be done with it." He whispered coldly. Nikita slowly took him into his mouth again, sucking hard and deep until she felt him stiffened. He shot his cream into her mouth and face, groaning with pleasure as he drew back.