Ted Lasso X Reader Novels & Stories

“Now the real fun begins.” Before I could say a word, Jax flipped me onto my back like I weighed nothing. Lena pulled out soft black silk ties from her bag and they worked together, tying my wrists tightly above my head to the legs of the massage table. Then they spread my legs obscenely wide and tied my ankles to the other end, completely exposing my married pussy. I was helpless. Naked except for the soaked thong pulled aside. My swollen, dripping cunt on full display. “Lena… wait—” I breathed, voice shaking with nerves and insane arousal.

"You think you can wander out into the world whenever you please? You think I buy security grids and armed details for fun? You are mine, Lush. Everything you do, everywhere you go, belongs to me." He didn't wait for my response. He reached down, his fingers gripping the hem of my light dress and ripping it upward in one violent, fluid motion. I wasn’t wearing underwear, just as he always preferred, and the cool air of the study hit my bare skin, making my nipples harden instantly. Alexander groaned at the sight of my swollen, dripping slit. He didn't use the secret room today. He didn't use the padded tables or the leather cuffs. He wanted compliance right here, in the middle of his workspa

She clutched at my hair, crying out as I licked her slowly, deeply, until she was unraveling beneath my mouth. “Look at you. So eager. All for me, isn’t that right?” My voice was dark, rough. I dragged one finger through her slickness, spreading it along her folds, before sliding in a second—my ring finger, the silver band glinting with gold as it disappeared inside her. Her moan shattered in my ears. “Mhm,” Laila nodded eagerly, even through her haze. Some part of her still knew she had to be good. Acting up would only get her punished. “Only for you.”

"You are a maze. Feisty one second, bashful the next. You will be the death of me, Hilda." A traitorous shiver ran down my spine. My nose was filled with the scent of him, my body racking with hot sensations. Feeling his l*ngth beside my thigh, I looked down, gaze widening at the sight of it. Long, thick and hard. Veins rode the length of his pulsing c*ck, and, if possible, under my gaze it seemed to grow bigger.

In between the assault of his tongue, Lucianne took one of his hands and guided it to the part of the towel where she made a knot, right over her breasts. Her fingers then guided his own to unknot the towel, and Xandar didn’t need any further guidance after that. As soon as he unwrapped his mate, spreading the towel on the bed, he pushed himself up to admire the delicious body before him. His body heated up so much that he had to take off his shirt, and Lucianne breathed heavily when Xandar started pulling his own pants down his legs, his erected shaft threatening to tear through his underwear.

Janita was on me in a flash, her dagger aiming for my throat. I got my sword arm up. Her blade skittered off the cross-guard. I swung my other fist, catching her in the ribs. She grunted but didn’t back off. She was fast, a whirl of hate and sharp edges. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Laila. She was facing the seer. The seer raised her hands, and black tendrils of smoke coiled from the floor, snaking toward Laila’s ankles.

Lazarus leans into me, gently tugging on my earlobe before whispering into my ear, “You’re the only one I’m fucking. My cock only gets hard for you Bellatrix Sinclair and that’s pure torture.” My brows furrowed, my lips parting in ecstasy when I feel his head against my entrance. “Why is that torture?” I gasped, feeling him pushing into me. Lazarus grabs my hips, digging his fingers into my skin until they leave marks. Pulling me closer while his cock goes deeper, fire licking every in of my skin as he slips in with ease. He releases a throaty groan, “Fuck, you’re gripping my cock so tightly baby.” Crashing my lips onto his, shoving my tongue into mouth. Our tongues intertwine forcefully and

Amidst the chaos, there is Maximus Simmons, a young man she feels compelled to keep close as she navigates the management of the Lyle villa and pursues a dream she holds dearer than anything else. In the intricate tapestry of the Tara Lyle book series, every moment unfolds with a promise of adventure. Grateful for the time you, dear readers, invest in my books, I have decided to present complete works for each book series I own. I sincerely hope you embrace the journey of this captivating tale.

Xander shouts. When I finally lay my hands on him he has the water horse lady dangling from his fist as he grasp her neck. Her hands claw at his as I lays immobile trying to choke the life out of her. “Xander” I whisper trying to stop him. There is so much commotion as other horses jump from the water that he can’t even hear me.

He read her every expression and body language, then he spoke. "You're nibbling on your lower lips, your dainty eyes are avoiding mine, your ears are red", he shifted his mouth closer to her ears and whispered, " I can see your hard nipple poking out of those layers of clothing " Recognition dawned on Tasha as she shut her eyes close. She didn't like the feelings that sparked up in her body. She had just met this man, and the magnetic force which felt like the man who stood in front of her was familiar. She struggled to break free, but Lucas grabbed her waist, making her lose the willingness to break free. Instead, she kicked him and Lucas cried out in pain.