Viktor X Reader Ao3 Novels & Stories

“How does it feel knowing the first two fantasies I read about you are now dripping out of your greedy cunt?” My breath hitched. Fresh heat flooded my cheeks—and straight to my core. I pushed myself up on shaky elbows, the memory of his thick cock grinding deep inside me while I could barely move still burning hot in my mind. “You really read every single one,” I whispered. “Every depraved word.” Victor’s lips curved into a slow, dangerously sexy smile. He reached down and lazily stroked his cock, spreading our mixed juices along the veined length. “Including the darkest one. The non-con fantasy where I chase you… catch you… and force my cock into my own daughter-in-law while she begs her fa

" He came closer to her and although she didn't want to concede, his dangerous look and intimidating aura made her take a few steps back. He wasn't going to harm her right? "You're in a territory of killers, and you are mated to the most dangerous one in this pack. Do you know what Xavier has done in the past? Do you have any idea of the number of lives destroyed by reign? The amount of blood in his hands? He kills mates and sooner or later he'll kill you," Kayden reveals, and Violet shakes her head. "He wouldn't kill me–" "Why wouldn't he? Do you think you're special because you're his mate? I doubt the mate bond actually works on him. He's a monster–"

Viktor replied to Xander. I sighed with relief at Viktor's answer. “But go ahead, I have someone to tell you that will answer your questions,” he added. "What? Are you the CEO of a big company? Are you a member of a Mafia? Or maybe you're a drug lord?" Xander asked him. “It’s more than what you said,” Viktor told him. "Because Erica loves me. That's enough to make me proud!" he continued. Xander was silent because of what Viktor had said. In his response, I knew Xander was already affected.

At that moment, it seemed to be as if his actions weren't born of revenge, but something else entirely. You don't make your enemies feel loved in revenge. She opened her eyes and was immediately struck by the intensity of his gaze. Those dark gray eyes seemed to draw her in like a magnet. They were dark and deep and mysterious like the night sky. "Why did you do this?" "Wanted you close to me,” he replied and caressed her cheek with the back of his hand. "Wrap your legs around me." Kevin's voice was a sultry whisper as he urged her to wrap her legs around him but seeing her hesitation he slowly pulled her soaking gown up—his touch was soft and patient— exposing her bare thigh and wrapped it

"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.

A arousal of sexual tension starts to form between the two of us – and if it were not for Britney walking in on us , who knows what we should of done. “Hmmm…what’s going on here?” Our eye contact is broken , as we both turn to look at Britney with pure horror in our eyes. I quickly push my self away from him – we both stand up and dust ourselves off. “Nothing…We just tripped and fell…” I say to her nervously. “Ah huh…I heard that one before…” she rolls her eyes playfully at me , making me blush in embarrassment. “I am sorry , I do not believe that we have me before…I am Xavier” he reaches out to her , after wiping his dirty hands on his pants. She grabs hold of his hand and shakes , making s

I stroked him firmly, wanting him to lose control. He groaned, a guttural sound that vibrated through my chest. For one second I thought I’d won. But then his hand slipped from my throat. Viktor stepped back, his jaw tight like he was holding himself back with restraint. His picked up the dildo, and he pressed it to the smooth headboard unceremoniously. The wet suction sound made me shiver. He sat on the edge of the bed, spread his legs, and began stroking himself with maddening ease.

My eyes moved helplessly over him the broad expanse of his shoulders, the defined lines of his chest and stomach, the narrow hips disappearing beneath the soaked black fabric clinging to him far too perfectly even his tattoos no longer frightened me the way they once had. At first, the flames inked across his skin and the violent imagery hidden inside them had seemed monstrous but now they felt like pieces of him. Viktor was terrifying but he had never terrified me and he caught me staring. Gray eyes locked onto mine instantly and a sharp breath escaped me, and I looked down at my book so quickly it almost hurt. “You pretend to read,” Viktor said calmly. “But every morning you watch me inst

READ AT YOUR OWN RISK, YOU'VE BEEN MOTHERFUCKING WARNED. A/N: IF AN*L SEX OFFENDS YOU, PLEASE DON'T READ CHAPTER 47. THIS STORY WAS WRITTEN FOR FUN AND ALL THE CHARACTERS WERE CREATED WITH MY FRIENDS IN MIND. THIS CHAPTER WAS WRITTEN WITH MY FRIEND, KATHERINE P IN MIND. I INTERVIEWED HER AND ASKED HER QUESTIONS ABOUT WHAT SHE LIKED IN BED AND SHE WANTED ME TO INCORPORATE THIS STUFF INTO KITTY'S CHARACTER TO BETTER PORTRAY HER. I WASN'T GOING TO DO IT — BUT I SAID WHAT THE HELL, WRITING IS SUPPOSED TO BE CREATIVE AND SUBJECTIVE. SO AGAIN YOU’VE BEEN WARNED.

I flinch. The shout ricochets through the room. For a moment I can only stare at him. Then angry tears burn behind my eyes. “Fine.” I pull out my phone and call the doctor. By the time I hang up, Victor has already opened a bottle of whiskey and is drinking straight from it. The sight unsettles me. Victor likes appearances, he likes control. Being the smartest person in every room. The man sitting in front of me looks like he’s barely holding himself together.