Viktor X Reader Novels & Stories

SCORPION ~KAI'S POV~ The knock came at 9 p.m. I had been sitting at my desk for two hours, just staring at a blank screen. Milo's words were sitting in my chest like something that wouldn't digest. 'He will hurt you. You're a target.' I wasn't writing anything; I was just letting the fear turn over in my stomach. Then, the knock. I opened the door and my breath caught in my throat. Jax was standing there in a black leather biker jacket and dark jeans. He looked so strikingly handsome and dangerous.

Then he pushes his cock even deeper and we both moan like animals I know this dark romance can destroy everything. It is very bad. It is disgusting. It is the worst kind of sin. But every time his thick cock slides into my wet cunt, every time he slaps my ass and calls me his dirty stepdaughter whore, every time his hot cum leaks out of me later while I sit with my family, I feel more alive than ever. The age gap, the taboo, the constant risk of getting caught — it all makes the pleasure so much stronger and dirtier

His tone reminded me of an instructor's, a tone you take when scolding an inept pupil. "It's—" And then I remembered a quote. In one of Athelia's books, that phrase stuck in my head, in my eyelids. Men live only to bring pain upon others. "You're bleeding." Pandora's defeated murmur broke my chain of thought. "What?" Viktor asked, sounding more surprised than pained. She approached him, lightly touching his torso. I hadn't noticed the blood stain expanding beneath his winter coat. He flinched when her fingers touched a hard spot.

A deep grunt escaped my throat at the thought that she was also going to find out that I was her mate and would also perceive my scent. shit! I hissed and clenched my fist, bracing myself to reject her immediately; I wasn't worried about the pain because I was also planning to kill her. My name is Xander, the heir to the Red Moon Pack. Being the son of Alpha Xavier, I had to be more cruel than him, giving no space for romantic feelings, which do nothing other than make someone weak and act stupidly. Lena's POV.

“I’m sorry. I really thought...” He cut me off, his glare sharp. “What about your new client? Is he another Alpha heir I should be wary of?” I shook my head quickly. “I don't know. Aside from his name… Xavier. That’s all I know.” Viktor studied me, his jaw tight. Finally, he exhaled sharply. “Fine.” The silence pressed down like a weight. I swallowed hard. “What’s going to happen now?” His expression shifted. He looked down defeated. “You're free.”

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.

I asked as I sat beside her pouring myself a glass of white wine. "Kaitlyn, my wonderful best friend" Cassie said looking away from the magazine she was reading. "Now I know something definitely must have happened" I eyed her suspiciously. "I knew your brother was an amazing alpha, but I never knew he was most amazing in bed" cassie said happily "Gosh the was he ripped my pajamas..." "Too much information Cas.." I said with disgust "Oh shut it, be thankful that I'm not getting into details of how he trailed kisses down my neck an... "

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.

The metallic scent mixed with sex created something primal and intoxicating. “Mine,” he repeated with every thrust. “This body. This blood. This soul. All mine for eternity.” I scratched his back, leaving marks that healed almost instantly. “Then take me. Harder.” Viktor flipped me onto my stomach and pulled my hips up. He entered me from behind, one hand reaching around to rub my clit while the other gripped my throat. “You take my cock so well,” he praised. “Even while I drink from you. Such a greedy girl.”

Liam and I work, plan, and prepare. And at night, we come together. His hands are gentle, his mouth warm. He traces the curves of my body like he is memorizing a map, learning the geography of my skin. "I love you," he whispers. "I love you too." We make love slowly, the way you savour a meal you know you will never have again. But there will be more. There will always be more. The news comes on a Friday. Viktor has been seen. He is in the city, moving through the shadows, gathering allies. He is rebuilding the network piece by piece.