Viktor X Reader Novels & Stories

Violet on the other hand shrunk back in fear as the distance between them choked her. "See? Weak and useless. Not even the least of my desires, and even though I don't want you, I'd rather end your life than let you be with someone else…" Xavier stopped mid sentence and sniffed the air for a few seconds while his eyes darkened. Then he glared directly at Violet and sniffed the air around her. Violet frowned slightly, because she felt affronted for being sniffed, but it was quickly replaced by one of terror. Xavier's face had morphed to one of absolute rage, his eyes were a blazing red, and his body shook. He grabbed Violet's arm, ignoring the burst of sparks from the contact, and bellowed, "

As she moved to kiss him again, he suddenly trembled, flipping her beneath him and pinning her down. In the darkness, Victoria could feel the extreme allure in the man’s cold, dark eyes as he stared at her, pulling her into an endless whirlpool. Victoria couldn’t help but nervously swallow. Her hands slid unconsciously under the man’s shirt, her fingers gently caressing, lightly dancing across his well-defined abdomen. They seemed to have a mind of their own, moving lower instinctively... It hurt. It was as if her body had been forcibly opened by an axe. Despite the pain she felt, her drug-induced body only craved more. Her hands gripped the man’s tense muscles, demanding more from his stron

Did he dump her again in the midst of the worst scenario? The leader twisted his claw inside the thigh. More pain surged as she felt warm blood down her leg. Images of Vargauz on her lips surfaced and then suddenly the image of Xikoth appeared—his perfect looks, his beautiful skin and the possessiveness with which he spoke with her. “I’ve come to claim you.” Amelia tried to shut out those images and replace them with Vargauz beautiful feathers that cocooned her in the garden.

“Those rules aren’t for you,” he said softly and she moved her hands all over his abs. She bent down a little, kissed her abs, and then sucked on his nipples. She left a love bite all over his abs and said, “This, this, and this. The whole of you belongs to me and only me. You aren’t allowed to look at or touch any other girl. I am yours and you are mine. Remember, I am the great Xavier Huner’s wife and I am also a possessive freak like him. If someone touches what’s mine, I will kill them alive.”

Her powers were finally coming to her. “Xenia, please. I will do better. I promise, give me a chance.” Rico, who noticed how agitated she was, tried pacifying her. “You failed me, You destroyed any love I could have had for you in my heart. There is no chance left for you.” She was now breathing fast. Straightening herself up. “Rico Draco, I, Xenia Darkfire, reject you as my mate.” Rico's mouth fell agape. No, she can't, he wanted her, he meant every word he n.

"She says no, but she is leaking for us." Viktor walked over to the side of the bed, and unzipped his trousers then pulled out his massive cock. He never used a condom with me. He rubbed the wet tip right against my clit, making me gasp into the pillow. "Do you like being our property, Lola?" "No." I sobbed, and buried my in the dark satin. "I hate you." "Good." Viktor murmured.

Viktor forced himself up, shaking like a leaf in a gale but standing tall, his eyes burning with a terrifying fire. “I came for my wife,” he rasped, his pride intact even as his face puffed with bruises. “Consequences be damned. I’ll burn this whole kingdom down to get her back from you.” I let out a harsh, dry laugh. “Your wife? Have you truly gone mad? Kari is my mate, by the very laws of the moon.” Viktor’s lip curled in a sneer that cut deeper than his claws. “Mate? You call yourself her mate, yet you're standing here talking up a storm while she wanders the woods alone? You couldn't even keep her behind a locked door, Titan!”

You taste salt, rain, him. Luka makes a rough noise from the dresser. “Fuck,” he mutters. “She’s good at that.” Viktor pulls his thumb free with a soft pop. Wipes it across your cheek, like he's marking you. Then he grips your chin, firm, tilts your face up. “You’re not cold,” he says quietly. “You’re turned on.” You can’t deny it. Your nipples are aching points under the shirt. Your thighs are slick not from rain. Your clit is swollen, pulsing with every second you stay untouched.

The heat seeps through my thin shirt as he pins me there with his body, one hand braced beside my head, the other gripping my hip hard enough to bruise. “Get off me,” I snap, shoving at his chest. He doesn’t budge. Instead he leans in, lips brushing my ear. “You smell like him. Like sex and gun oil. Did he fuck you after the torture room? Did you come while my man was still screaming?” Disgust rolls through me. I turn my face away. “Unlike you, Dante doesn’t need to kidnap women to get laid.” Viktor chuckles, pressing his hips forward so I feel how hard he is. “Maybe I just like the ones who fight back. Makes it sweeter when they finally beg.”

His cock was hard. "You want me to kill you?" VIKTOR asked. "Fuck me," Julian said. VIKTOR undid his underwear. His cock sprang out. It was hard and thick. He pushed Julian’s legs open. He spit on his hand. He made his cock wet. He did not use fingers to get Julian ready. He just pushed in. Julian screamed. It hurt. VIKTOR was huge. He split Julian open with no warning. "Shh," VIKTOR said. "Take it."