Undertaker X Reader Novels & Stories

Liam's whole body was littered with red hickeys and teeth marks. Lucas put his hand on the zipper of his jeans and looked up at Liam. "You… You can". He consented verbally just like Lucas wanted and he didn’t waste a single moment to open the zipper. Liam saw those eyes. The eyes of a predator. A hunter. A Hungry Wolf. He tried to keep his eyes open but he lost the moment Lucas nuzzled his nose on the bulge at his briefs. That... That was the most intoxicating scent Lucas had ever smelled. He was snuggling his nose more and deeper on the briefs to take as much as the musky scent in his system.

“Feel it,” Athlea took in yet another hard gulp down her throat. She raised her hand slowly, then halted as she got closeer to his groin area. Her throat went dry. She looked at him, a blank stare over his face, then dashed her hand over to his zipper. He halted again as a loud chuckle hit her ears. “You whore,” Xander chuckled. “Look at how hungry you are for it.” He said as placed his hand on her head. He lifted up her chin up slowly, making sure she saw the devilish smirk on his face.

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.

“It’s okay. I understand. I should’ve thought twice before asking that. You’re the kinda man that-” And suddenly, without letting her to talk more, Ace walked with heavy steps to her and closing his eyes before taking the back of her head, Ace crashed his lips onto hers. Cameron managed to close her eyes, imagining it could be Bastian or even… Diego Ferrer. Getting out of the cabaret, with tears in his eyes, the fists clinched, a vein that could be seen in his neck and swallowing the pain, Diego jumped into his car and started off the car, leaving Thomas in the cabaret without caring about anything else but Cameron. Cameron as the cause of his pain and disappointment.

He chuckles at the ordeal entirely, making me want to cry in utter shame. “I can guarantee,” Xander starts, his entire body hovering over mine, his lips damn near grazing my cheek as he speaks, “that my half-mutt brother is already engaged in hot, fervent sex with another wolf. I bet he’s with Stella, the beta’s daughter, fucking her in your bed, without a second care of where you are, bitch.”

he replied, holding me closer to his chest. I smiled as I tightened my hold around his waist, closing my eyes as I took a deep whiff of his scent- candlewood and lies. Seems he stopped using manipulation. I laughed at my joke. Tiana rolled her eyes and I poked my tongue at her. She's so real and annoying, I don't get why Xender can't see her. Maybe he's finally getting drowned in his sins. Perfect. I hated him too. Loved only his money and huge dick.

The light was so bright it muddled the features of the pale corpse, glaring at the identity from afar. Luke clenched his fists, one step, then two ...three. He counted it out in his head until he stood at the table's edge, his shadow casting over the body. He clenched his jaw, looking down; he couldn't hold his gaze long before turning his face to the ceiling and squeezing his eyes shut as if the darkness behind his lids would erase the truth before him. He took a ragged breath before looking down, his hands smoothing down the sides of his brother's face.

Cara asks, still catching her breath. That's the only permission Xander needs before he lifts her and drops her on his shoulders, making her chuckle. "Mine is closer." ~~~ The minute they get into Xander's room their clothes came off and were thrown across the room, leaving them in their underwear. Xander is seated on his bed with a bulge underneath his boxers, an almost painful erection caused by the sexual deviant before him who's in her blue lacy underwear.

“Xander will be back before we bury ourselves deep inside. He is letting me have fun first. Is that okay?” “Yes,” I groan, as he crawls onto the bed, his hands gripping my knees before he pushes them apart, spreading me wide. Drool practically escaping his lips as he stares, licking his lips. “So pretty, and swollen,” he says, dragging his fingers along the open flesh, my back arching as my fingers ball our blankets into fists. Raising them to his lips, he sucks them clean, the taste instigating the beast further as he buries his face between my thighs.

he said, letting go of his dick to unhook my bra. “Shut up. Don't fucking touch her!” Xander muttered, but his hands only tightened on my hips as Xavier took off my bra and groped my tits. Xander's thrusts grew rougher, as if he were punishing his family through my body. “Betty… fuck, I’m sorry,” he groaned, voice breaking as he gasped in pleasure. Xavier kneeled to suck on my tits while fisting his dick. "Keep fucking her like that and it will be my turn again soon," Xavier cooed, the dark lust in his eyes making my skin crawl.