Viktor X Reader Ao3 Novels & Stories

"And I'm one lucky son of a bitch for discovering what a treasure you're." Viktor works me fastly, expertly. By now he knows what I like. He knows he gets me wild when his tongue dances on my clit while his fingers slam inside me. He knows I can't keep like this for long. He knows he leads me to a jolting orgasm. But when my liquids flood in his mouth, he doesn't stop, no. Instead, he drinks me as if I'm slaking a great thirst. He drains the soul off my body. I'm driven crazy.

Viktor slides his large hands up to cup Alessio’s jaw and forces him around, digging his nails into his flesh while the dark, possessive look in his eyes makes Alessio's heart hammer a frantic beat against his ribs. “I told you, I can give you everything,” Viktor continues slowly, his thumb brushing over Alessio’s lower lip. “I can help you take the D’Avorin empire. I can protect your secret. I can even leave your little omega friend alone. All you have to do is stop running from me and accept your place by my side.”

Viktor Viktor finds himself standing on his balcony, gazing at the stars in the dimming evening sky. The view is distant and somewhat cloudy, but the stars still manage to pierce through the murk. There’s an unsettling feeling brewing within him, a sense of separation from his wife Caroline that has been growing for some time now. The relationship between Viktor and Caroline has become increasingly distant, and he has begun to feel like they are leading separate lives. Caroline’s recent attempts to show concern about Viktor’s personal life feel intrusive. Viktor knows that what he does or who he dates should be of no concern to her. However, despite his firm stance, something keeps gnawing a

Valentina’s POV I leaned closer, until my bare breasts brushed against his chest. The closeness stirred something primal inside me. His scent was faint but still lingering, it hit me like wildfire. Dark, earthy, masculine. Ryker but his body didn’t move. I pressed my lips against his collarbone. Softly. Tenderly. Then again, more firmly. “Feel me,” I murmured against his skin. “Your mate. The one you dragged into this hell. If you want to survive, then claim me like you always swore you would.”

His mouth latched onto Raphael’s throat, sucking brutal hickeys as his hands pried Raphael’s legs apart. "Do you even know what the fuck you’re doing?" Xavier hissed. "I hate you," Raphael spat, breathless. "Then why do you need my cock to satisfy your little hole?" Xavier’s fingers found his entrance... wet, pulsing, desperate. He slid two fingers inside with terrifying ease. "It’s already so wet." "Dripping like a virgin bitch in heat," he growled. Raphael only moaned louder, clawing down Xavier’s back with his nails, blood mixing with sweat, with want, with vengeance.

“The fucker has been hiding the fact that he’s been mated to a man this entire time.” “It’s normal, Kai-” Caterina starts, but Kai interjects. “Fuck that! He shouldn’t be ashamed of who he’s been mated to! Viktor was never ashamed of who he was!” Kai cries, raking an annoyed hand through his hair and taking this way too personally.

Pulled Victoria’s face down until their foreheads touched—helm to helm, steel kissing steel. She mouthed back—slow, deliberate, so Victoria could read every shape: *Not trapped.* *Protected.* She pointed to the rift—now a shrinking scar no wider than a doorway. Then to herself. Then to Victoria. Then she pressed her gauntleted hand flat over Victoria’s heart—right where the armor covered the place that should beat but never did. *My turn.* Victoria’s breath hitched—silent, but Raven felt it in the way her shoulders shook. Raven leaned in. Pressed a fierce, armored kiss to Victoria’s lips—brief, hard, full of promise.

Chapter 24: Freedom ARIEL'S POV I ran out of Alpha Viktor's private parlor like I was on fire, biting my lip hard to keep the tears from spilling. One moment, he was giving me the most intense pleasure I’d ever felt—and then… he kissed me. It wasn’t like Rhyder’s kisses, the kind that were slow and sometimes feel forced. Viktor’s kiss was different. It was raw. Urgent. Every shred of it laced with impatience, like there was something he couldn’t say out loud, something he needed me to feel instead.

She said sadly and stared at the floor. Lifting her head I restated my previous statement. “Victoria, Viktor claimed you as his. He may have not marked you yet, allowing you time to get over your trauma but he has fully claimed you. You are family. As for OUR little Anabell, she will never know the horrors that you had to endure. Viktor will make a good father. He has always wanted many pups. Just do what you need to, to heal. We are all here if you need us.” I say looking into her eyes. I allowed her to see the pain in my eyes for her. I sensed Viktor during our little talk in the corner of the room. The damn man could blend in anywhere just by slipping into the shadows. I watched as he sto