Wesker X Reader Novels & Stories

I’ll take it off for you,’ I stopped you when you lifted the fabric over your thighs almost to your intimacy and I could glimpse your underwear. I got closer and you lay down again. I brought my face to your mouth—burning, so hot it burned. I kissed your neck and let your exquisite scent sink into my system. I lowered my hand slowly to your bare thighs, almost reaching your panties. My gaze was still locked on your breasts—almost exposed, pale like paradise itself. I was dying to taste them. My forbidden wolf. And then… you said it.” … I sit there, absent, as if my body didn’t exist in this plane. Every word of his makes my heart burn. I don’t know why I feel like this.

Chapter 125 Three Hearts, Six Hands. Elena’s POV. I was still catching my breath when Sasha climbed up my body and kissed me deeply. I could taste Dominic’s cum on her tongue and it made me feel so dirty in the best way. Dominic watched us with dark, hungry eyes while he slowly stroked his cock. “Turn over, baby,” Sasha whispered against my lips. “I want that ass up again.” I obeyed without thinking, getting on all fours. My body was already sore in the most delicious places, especially my sensitive nipples that still throbbed from all the sucking and pinching. Sasha moved behind me and spread my ass cheeks.

"I'm gonna..." Xavier leaned in and sucked his chest, hips bucking slightly. "Keep going, baby." "Xavier!" Vernon cried out as he came, tightening around the alpha's cock. He clung to Xavier's neck, burying his nose in the other's neck as he trembled. "Ahh..." The alpha's eyes flashed red as he came, the scent of coffee filling the room. "Fuck," the omega breathed, boneless. He closed his eyes, panting softly.

TRIGGER WARNINGS This story contains elements that may be sensitive to some readers. This includes gore, graphic sexual tension, murder, language, angst, death, and a steamy romance you may have to take a cold shower after reading. Nothing in this story is based on reality and has been created for entertainment purposes only. With that in mind, keep your mental health a priority and enjoy this emotional, spicy werewolf romance... Elodie's POV

CONTENT WARNING: This story contains breeding/impregnation fantasies, rough sex, dominance/submission dynamics, and werewolf erotica themes. Reader discretion advised – triggers for non-consensual undertones in fantasy context, size difference, and intense power play. This is going to be a long series. Enjoy ;) CHAPTER ONE

*Tessa* I can not understand what Wes is talking about with the message he sent to me. I open it and read through it clearly again. “Why are you suddenly silent?” Marin asks, making me remember I was still on a call with her. The message caught my attention totally. “I don't know. Wes just sent me a text.” “What's the text about?” “He's saying something like they said Knox and I had sex in the woods. I'm totally lost trying to understand what he’s talking about.”

I begin feeding her , while still talking to her. “My queen…” I hear the voice that I had been dying to hear ever since I woke up from my unconscious state. My head snaps to the entrance to see a very dirty and sweaty Xavier. Though his face and hands were covered in dirt , and his clothes were soaked with perspiration , I could not help but feel attracted to him. I feel my eyes are latched on to him , it felt so hard to tear them away. I noticed every single detail about him – from the way his chest rose and fell from his rapid breathing , to the tiny droplets of sweat that dripped from the tip of his hair. He was simply a sight for sore eyes , though dirty.

They just thrashed on the bed, their bodies stiffening as if they were being shocked. "What are you doing to them?" I screamed, trying to reach for Alvaro. "I'm just calling the wolves home," Voss said. Behind him, three more men in stepped into the room. They were carrying long, silver needles. "Don't worry, Amaya," Voss said, walking toward me with a smile. "We’ll take good care of the heirs. And once they’re drained, we’ll come back for the seeds." I tried to use my power, but my body felt like they weren’t mine.

Unbeknownst to Kyle, it was just a temporary rule to seal his fate and someone else's. Drew Chen. The muscular, tall and handsome jet black haired and green eyed Werewolf and Witch. Drew smiled and walked towards his cousin Kyle. "It's been long since we saw each other. Why that look?" Drew said pouting his lips. "I know why you are here. What method do you guys want to use now to force me into getting married?" Kyle asked with a deadpan expression.

Lysander moved down to suck on my peaked nipples, and Xavier raked his fangs across my neck like a dark promise, his erection searing my lower back. Sandwiched between my wolf and my vampire, I sought out Kaelen. He leaned back against the softly illuminated marble wall, languidly stroking his cock as he watched us. His pupils were completely blown out. A wave of pure lust zipped through me, and I trembled from its power. One corner of Kaelen’s lips pulled upward. He zapped me with another spike of arousal through our bond. This time, I cursed aloud. “Fuck!” Lysander swore, feeling the emotions racing through me.