Undertaker X Reader Novels & Stories

If you like your dark romance pitch black, you’re in the right place. Don’t worry though... you’ll still get to see some familiar faces. Lila and Ryder will pop up with fun cameos scattered throughout the story! Uploads start tomorrow, so get comfy and buckle up. I can’t wait to see you on the other side… if you survive the ride. ;) Let’s get wicked again, Aria. His Undercover Submissive Book Two (The Sniper's Good Girl) ~Blurb~ “You think you have a choice here, but you don't,” he murmurs, his thumb slowly tracing my lower lip as he backs me against the wall. ​“I fucking own you now. And you own me in return.”

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.

to do as he dims fit. Even Martin didn't do any of this to her... She trusts Liam won't treat her wrong like Martin. The pleasure is too much, I couldn't hold it back... I feel myself wrapping tightly around Xander's fingers. "Don't cum yet, sweetheart!" He orders. She simply nods, unable to form any words. He stands up and unbuckle his belt with his eyes staring directly at mine... He takes off his pants and boxer slowly. Her eyes move to his manhood and she gulp as she wat6ch his erected d**k stands at attention... like a soldier ready for battle.

I called unsteadily. Taryk's face lightened as his eyes heated. Xander pushed back inside me from behind. I held Taryk's gaze even though my eyes wanted to flutter shut. His brown gaze didn't leave my own. Xander rushed to his release with a moan. "Fuck, Kaeru. That was amazing." "Move, Xander," Taryk said, his face taking on a predatory glint. He stalked across the bed in a way that reminded me more of his panther, Smoke, than the man who housed him.

The other Blood Reapers were naturally wary of the threat, while the leader asked calmly, "Sir, were you the one who decimated hundreds of us, even taking away their bodies?" "Yes," Caleb replied calmly. The leader bowed his head in acknowledgment and asked, "Allow me to apologize for whatever offense my comrades have caused you. May I have the pleasure of your name?" "Death, of the Undertakers." Caleb replied quietly. Confused, the Blood Reapers' leader turned toward his crew, but they all shook their heads too. Still, he bowed his head again. "Well, it's unsurprising that you gathered the bodies as an Undertaker! It will be their honor to have died by your hand!"

They must’ve been an adorable couple, and I can only wish that they may rest in peace. Mature scene Xander’s fingertip continued their journey until they reached my thighs and sunk his hand under my lingerie. My breath caught in my throat when his hand cupped my womanhood on top of my panties and I mentally cursed myself for wearing feminine batman underwear. He ducks his head to my neck, his lips beginning their pleasurable torture as he left wet kisses, sucked, nibbled, and licked any spot he wanted, purposely leaving his mark untouched. When his hand slipped inside my underwear and touched my clit, a soft moan left my lips, my hands wrapping around his firm shoulders.

I remain there on a large bed, and the door creaks open. “You’re awake.” An unfamiliar voice fills the room as he steps closer. He takes a look at my face like he can’t believe I’m pressed on a damn mattress. “I can’t believe my brother has found his mate.” I scoff. But this mate doesn’t want him. “I’m Xander.” He smiles at me and I eye his sandy blood hair. “I think I should start to bond with my really pretty sister in-law, right?” I choke on my saliva. Cringe.

“Hey, take a deep breath. It’s okay. You’re not alone anymore. I’ll take care of it.” And just like that, a bubble inside her chest seemed to pop. She inhaled deeply, grateful and maybe just a little embarrassed. He leaned into the car to pop the hood and then stepped around to the front. She watched as he expertly examined the engine, pulling and adjusting wires, wiping a small smudge off his cheek with the back of his hand. His forearms were lean and strong, a faint tattoo visible just above his wrist. “I’m Xender, by the way,” he said, not looking up. “You don’t seem like someone who breaks down often. At least not out here.”

And his upper body was naked. I glanced from his broad shoulders, down to his torso. Perfect. My lips parted slightly as I realized just how much taller he was, how broad his shoulders were, how his muscles tensed. Up close, he was even more intimidating, his scent a mix of mint and something dark, something dangerously addictive. His golden amber eyes burned into mine, unreadable yet piercing straight through my soul. His jaw clenched, the muscle ticking as he stared down at me. I swallowed. I am indeed shawty. And so, so screwed. Which means I'm a screwed shawty

I said, rubbing my butt against the bump in his trousers as my hands were untucking his shirt. "The actual Karis will never say that," Xander grunted. I could feel his member twitch under me. "Xander, I will die before we reach the hospital. I need you now, are you going to deny me?" I said moaning in between as I continued rubbing against him like I was riding him. My cunt was already so wet it didn't need any foreplay to take in his size. I just wanted him to slip in and rock me to oblivion. "This isn't you; just be patient a bit longer. We will soon get to the hospital." Xander groaned.