Undertaker X Reader Novels & Stories

I hooked my fingers into the elastic of my underwear and pushed them down. The last piece of fabric fell to the floor. I was completely bare. Xercer stepped toward me. He didn't say a word. He kept his eyes locked onto mine as he began to unbutton his shirt. One by one, the buttons popped. He tossed the shirt aside, revealing his scarred, muscular chest. Then he unbuckled his belt. The sound of the leather sliding through the loops was loud in the quiet room. He kicked his trousers away, then his boxers. When he finally stood before me, he was completely naked. He was huge—hard, dark, and pulsing with a need that made the air feel like it was vibrating.

He was still a hopeless romantic but loved to joke around, and really do anything to annoy Wyatt and Alaric, which was easy now that I was involved. The passion against the door escalated quickly, Xander had me begging for my next breath as he fucked me like he had just gotten back from war or something. It was rough, it was raw, and it was perfectly intimate as I sucked his marked skin into my mouth making him climax with me. He held me against the door when we were done, nudging my nose with his own as he kissed different freckles all over my face.

Xander leaves a trail of tingling relief from the heat everywhere his hands travel. I work to unfasten the buttons of his shirt, and he smiles. His lips meet mine in a slow kiss. Xander moves us until the back of my knees hit the bed. He lifts me, dropping me onto the bed, and kicks off his shoes, pants, and socks. I drink in every part of his body. When he takes off his boxers, my eyes fall on his dick as he rolls on a condom. Yeah, he's definitely Alpha blood. Then he's on top of me, kissing my lips deeply, down my neck, between my breasts, before carefully taking off my thong.

he replied in a cold tone and left. I followed him towards the room. The Keeper took our luggages and I opened the gate of the bedroom. Xander was busy with his call and meanwhile I looked inside the room. The room was simple and elegant with a king size bed in the middle. It was decorated with the flower petals and there were candles on the bedside table. I quickly ran towards the bed and removed the petals. I lay on the bed and closed my eyes. When I opened my eyes, I saw Xander shirtless, coming from the bathroom. He was only wearing a towel, covering his bottom. Water was dripping from his body..so he had taken a shower.

“L-Lightning Tiger is a gangster boss in the underworld. He has a bunch of experts working for him. He even monopolized the entire funeral industry of the city, so we were forced to take orders from him. The Undertaker. It was the title that Lilyrose gave him because he was involved whenever people died. Whenever someone died, Lightning Tiger’s men would show up in the shortest amount of time and offer to help with the funeral and wake service. It might seem like good service but there was actually a hefty price to pay.

Ember's POV. Relief flooded my soul and I was sure that I was finally going to be free. I could almost taste it. "Who the hell are you to think that you could dictate what I want to do?" Trent fired at Xander Xander stood with his legs wide apart and a small smile on his face. "I don't know what you want from me but I'll have you know that there's probably no way that you can kill my mate without also being killed." He replied.

33A NIGHT WITH MR XANDER Chapter 33: The funeral "I said look!" He yelled making her snap her eyes open. Her eyes wet with tears slowly made contact with the tombstone in front of her. Her breath cut as she let out a gasp and soon shock registered in it. There was another name instead of Josh's. XANDER could see the shock in her eyes and knowing what the look was he said. "He's not the one. He's the guy at the cartel. He touched you and so he died, I made sure of it.

Johnny nodded and turned toward me with a small smile before leaving. Alpha Xander was six feet tall with lots of muscles. His eyes were a baby blue color. His hair was jet black with skin the color of milk chocolate. His age was 23. He had been alpha for a little over four years after his father was killed in a rogue attack. I kept my head down so I wouldn't feel much worse once he rejects me. "Cassie McIntire I Alpha Xander alpha of Night Creeper Pack reject you as my mate and Luna of this pack." Alpha Xander said. I didn't give him time to say anything else I ran for the nearest cliff.

He was fighting for Control over his wolf. I licked my lips seductively, running my hands down my torso. "Please Xander." I moaned his name. Xanders eyes were now completely Black. He Growled and his claws decened and he tore off my panties in one swift move, he had my back to the bed and he was kissing my lips, my breast, my stomach, my shoulders, my mark. I moaned at the contact his lips were making.

I saw the Duke in his eyes—the man who had loved me through nine deaths—and I saw the Doctor—the man who wanted to save me from the tenth. ​"We have to go dark," Julian whispered, his lips grazing my forehead. ​"How?" ​"We break the dampeners," he said, a dark smile touching his lips. "We give the Sin-Eater exactly what he wants—a taste of the Tenth Life." ​He pulled me closer, his hand sliding up my back to the nape of my neck. The "Forbidden Touch" began to sizzle, a low-frequency vibration that made the champagne glasses on the nearby tables start to rattle.