Vincent Valentine X Reader Novels & Stories

Seconds later Vincent's fingers snarl in my hair and he pulls tightly against the strands, pushing my head further onto his dick and forcing me to take every drop of his cum when it shoots into my mouth even though I have no plans of pulling away. My chest rises and falls quickly as I accept the last bit of him. I pull away with a pop and then I wipe the corners of my mouth with my fingers before raising my gaze to meet his. I stand up slowly, getting help from Vincent as he tucks himself away, his eyes cloudy and unfocused. It's my favorite way to see him. There's power in the knowledge that I've made the unstoppable Vincent Valiant flustered. "I didn't have a present for your birthday," I

he consoled her and tried to remember about any civil war in the continent he could remember to know how it ends but to his memory he can't remember any. Angelica asked, "Tell me your name and age too. Otherwise it won't be fair" she argued, making herself sound much more confident than she really was. Valentine chuckled at how brave she was even after going through all this, he thought maybe she had been through something like this before too or was prepared for such situations from before. "My name is Valentine Crimson and I am 22-year-old", he replied to her question. Now that things were a little calm, he looked at her closely before he was embarrassed because of being naked. She had hon

Like I was hypnotized. Suddenly, the door slammed, snapping me out of my zombie zone. "I am so sorry, didn't mean to startle you". Xavier muttered, staring at me with his cute hazel eyes. Something in his eyes made me feel safe and I smiled at him. "It's okay, babe". I am just tired and all... He cups my face and gives me a quick peck. "We will soon get home, princess". Then he fixed his seat belt and sped off. I never told him what I saw.

"He's not going to just hand over the information. Are you planning to trade your body for it? Like sucking him off to get information." Valentine said, fiddling with Eugene's lips. "Stop it." Eugene slapped away the hand touching his lips. Valentine raised his upper body and threw off his shirt. Then he took something out of the drawer beside the bed. It was sex gel. "You're so promiscuous. First that FBI guy, then Sasha too. You can't keep your eyes off anyone with blonde hair and a decent face. I alone must not satisfy you." "Unnecessary talk, ugh."

*Time for mine* "Honey,who is she?"I asked Xavier. "Valerie,she's my ex girlfriend"Xavier said with a smile. "Oh,you mean the one that's still pestering you? I feigned. "Yea,the one that still glued to me like am one if her numerous man"he replied. "Oh man,thank god you're mine now"I mocked. "Of course baby"Xavier said wrapping his arms over my waist and the malube baby face was to die for, she looks like someone who will cry any moment from now.

Valentin There had been only a few moments in his life where Valentin Lunerly had felt peace. The first was when he’d discovered that Zahara was his fated mated. The second was when Victoria had locked Renault away. The third was when he kissed Zora Luna. The violent urge he’d been fighting since he laid his eyes on her had finally been quenched. He’d given up on fighting against it. He was relieved as his lips pressed Zora. But all that relief was quickly shoved down his throat in place of the most voracious desire he’d felt in his life.

I don’t have anything grand to offer him but he was pretty honest about how he enjoyed the moment with me. When I got into Yhannie’s apartment, I was so shocked to see Valentine and he seemed like he aged pretty quickly when I know I just saw him with Dominic last month. And then it turned out that the guy wasn’t actually Valentine. It was Vincent, Valentine’s older brother. He looked exactly like Valentine except that he was older and a lot less muscular. Soon enough, I learned that Vincent lived at the same building as Yhannie.

“Tonight I’m going to fill you so deep you’ll feel me for days. No more pretending I don't want to fuck this pretty little cunt of yours?” My heart slams against my ribs. “He’ll kill you. He’ll kill all of you.” “Let him try.” Valiente’s other hand slides up my thigh, pushing the ruined dress higher. “I’ve waited months to bury myself inside you. Months of watching you smile at customers in that fucking flower shop, months of knowing my uncle was going to parade you around like a trophy. I’m done waiting.” He kisses me again, brutal this time, teeth clashing, tongue demanding. I whimper into his mouth, hands pushing weakly at his chest, but he just pins my wrists above my head with one hand.

I expect to put two and two together when I read over the name and see the picture, but I have no idea who this is. “Victoria Valentine; well, at least we know what the V is for. Military with two tours and wait... dishonorable discharge? Fuck. She’s also a designated marksman, which means she could have killed me that day if she really fucking wanted to,” I say and glance up, only to see the incredulous look on Dev’s face. He scoffs, then he takes the folder from my hand and starts chuckling. “You’ve gotta be feckin’ pullin’ my leg,” he says, shaking his head and laughing some more.

Devil whispered to me and I glared at him making him chuckle, I want to eat him up, now am also looking at him as the last candy. "Come say hello to Amanda." he said then led him to her. "Hi Mavis, am Valentine, I studied with you." Valentine came to introduce himself, poor boy he looks like he constipated, well he is courageous, others didn't. "Valentine, you're the closest to cupcake, why is that?" he asked and Valentine gasped, the phobia they had for him during school days is still active. Valentine started stuttering so I decided to put him out of his misery his my friend after all.