Viktor X Reader Ao3 Novels & Stories

“You took one of my people. I want to know why.” Viktor exhaled a slow stream of smoke and leaned back in his chair. “Your people?”he mused lazily. “Let me think,” he drawled lazily, while trying to appear like he was thinking hard. He finally snapped his fingers “Ah, yes. The woman. Pretty thing. Loud mouth. Hot stuff. She has quite the mouth on if you know what I mean,” he added suggestively. “Always had a way of getting herself into places she shouldn’t.”

“Hell no. I haven’t seen you all day. You can go to the bookstore tomorrow.” Rosemarie rolls her eyes at Viktor. “Fine.” “Don’t ‘fine’ me, my love. I’ll spank you.” “I’m going to my place,” I mutter, quickly walking away before I see something no amount of acid will wash from my eyes. “Xander,” Viktor calls out. “See if you can find dirt on Brayden Kelly that we can use against him.” “Will do,” I reply. Entering my cottage, I head to my office, where Viktor had an impressive computer system installed. When we have a quiet day, he’s teaching me how to hack into shit.

Opening the message, the towel in my hand slipped when I read the contents of it, "They have already mated and completed the second step, what are you waiting for? Do you want to torture yourself seeing them making love right in front of you? We should've done it earlier, but it isn't too late either. Do the job today. We'll handle rest." I read the message over and over again and couldn't help but clench my fists when my conscience kept on bugging me that I shouldn't do it and should be loyal to my alpha king. However, I knew I was too far gone in this game now. I need to do it to make Victoria mine, and I'll do it ______________________________ VICTORIA'S POV It hurts. It hurts like hell,

Shoot him sugar It will state it, but for those who might get confused, every other chapter is a past chapter, giving you an insight into their past and how they met. { Lucian's POV } "glupaya yeblya pizda" I mumbled, unable to put up with Chaol's shit anymore [Stupid fucking cunt] Chaol Moreno was a business associate, one I hated to do business with So I sat there, glass in hand and eyes set on the idiot in front of me as I listened to his incessant whining.

and turned back to reach for the switch at the bottom of the stairs, and of course bumped again into Mr Tormentor-in-Curls. As his hand reached out to hold me steady, near my waist where the cami rolled up again, I thought I heard him gasp, or did I imagine that? I wasn't sure, as my body went into a hyper mode and gave an involuntary shudder, the moment he touched me. Because Vic never touched me. Ever. Ever since I knew him, there were many times when I patted him or smacked him (depending on my mood) but he always maintained his distance, something that impressed as well as irritated me.

My moans can be heard, but I don't care. Xavior pulls away and looks me deep in my eyes. "Victoria" he purrs my name. The intensity sends waves of pleasure to my core. "Victoria, you are mine" he pecks my lips. "And only mine" he places another gentle peck. I feel like im on ecstasy with the way his deep rich voice speaks to me. He gets up and walks to the bathroom. The fuck? I hear the bath tub being filled. I sit on the bed a bit mad at the fact that he left me so high and dry. The water stops and he comes back with his shirt off.

The sparks trailed down my legs, adding to the wetness between my thighs. Viktor’s hands parted my legs roughly, his eyes devouring every inch of me. I could feel my stomach tighten as his face moved closer to my most sensitive area. My head hit the pillow in bliss as Viktor’s mouth met my pussy, his tongue snaking in to lap at my clit. His hands gripped my thighs, pulling me against his face forcefully. He held my pussy to his face, devouring me with his tongue. Just as I neared the edge, Viktor pulled his face away from me reluctantly.

The stone path cratered under the force. Viktor coughed, blood spilling from his mouth. He was done. I had him. I raised my claws, eyes wild, breath ragged ready to end this. It was what I should have done a long time ago. His men snapped about to attack but were blocked by my warriors. But his voice entered my mind, low and bitter. "You are really going to kill me over a human..." He scoffed, then his eyes met mine. "She is indeed your mate and you are far too gone." He added.

Kai Volkov was everything the rumours said and more; tall, built like a panzer tank, and no emotion evident in his blue eyes. The intimidation in his scent is enough to keep me submissive because, truth be told, he scared the Hell out of me. The other one, Viktor, not so much. He seems more like the bookish type, not a warrior, but I wouldn’t fuck with him either way. The Blood Crest pack didn’t have a terrible reputation for nothing.

The First stumbles, shock flickering across their face. "Impossible," they breathe. "Your power... it's growing." "Because I'm not fighting alone," I say, feeling Victor's presence surge through me. "I never was." The chamber erupts with a deafening crash. Stone shatters, dust explodes, and through the chaos, I see him. Victor. His wolf is fully unleashed, his eyes blazing with golden light, his claws extended and dripping with the blood of whoever dared to stand in his way. "Arielle!" His voice is raw, desperate, filled with relief and rage.