Viktor X Reader Novels & Stories

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."

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

I gave him a soft smile in return. Silence fell again. It was the kind of silence that came before something exploded. Viktor narrowed his eyes at Knox. “Your mate brought back my mate and child, but I won't forget that you killed them. So, the next time I see you—” he said, his voice dropped. “I won’t hesitate to kill you.” Knox didn’t even blink. “You kidnapped my pregnant mate. So if I see you first, I’ll rip your heart out.”

He groaned against my flesh, the vibration intensifying everything, pushing me closer and closer to the edge. Just as release hovered within reach, he pulled back. Standing, he freed himself from his trousers, revealing his long, rigid length that was heavily veined and flushed with need. He spun me around, bending me over the sleek console table so I faced the mirror. The reflection showed everything: my flushed cheeks, my breasts pressed against the cool surface and my ass raised in open invitation. Viktor rubbed the broad head of his cock along my slick entrance, coating himself in my arousal. “Watch,” he ordered, fisting my hair gently to lift my head. “Watch me take what your agency sen

I cry out as the heat rises another notch. Viktor leans back in and this time plunges his tongue into me licking and lapping as if his life depended on it and my mates bring me to a climax that makes my legs shake and toes curl. I moan and cum and as I collapse back onto the bed, I feel the heat dissipate, but it doesn’t totally leave me. I might need to let them penetrate me. But can I do that? “I’ll get us some water. Rest,” Viktor says. He comes back with water then he kisses me and Orion each tenderly .