Novel & Cerita Wicked X Reader

The group almost shivered in disgust, the shiver continued to run down their spines leaving them completely uncomfortable from how that sounded. Their reactions showed that they were completely repulsed by his behaviour formed quickly. “Oh what I wouldn’t give to slap him” Helga muttered darkly as she eyed Perceval who frowned at hearing the prince’s voice. “We’ll distract him, start running once you see us talking to him” Merlia said calmly now handing Anberine the book, nodding her thanks she watched Morgana and Merlia leave the room. “There’s the Dark Dwellers!” Skye called brightly surprising the pair who were now walking towards him.

Xander growls out, his voice venomous. “I’ll kill him,” I threaten, my voice just as deadly. “Not if I get there first,” Xander responds, stalking toward the two wolves that were definitely there as a distraction. They won’t last long. Xander takes the wolf on the right, I take the one of the left. My wolf smirks at me. “You the twink that mated that hot ass black chick? Wouldn’t mind using her to get my dick wet.” A malevolent grin spreads across my face. “Oh, I’ll help you get your dick wet.”

Weakly her hand reaches up and touches my cheek, her thumb brushing a tear I didn’t realize was falling. A howl of victory reaches the air and the sound of wolves retreating can be heard. I can’t turn my eyes from her. I see a blank look cross her eyes before her eyes flutter close. I pull her to me tighter. I look around frantically for help. I see a now naked Wilder standing over an unconscious but alive Xavier. A pair of wolves run up and grab Xavier from the ground. Faster than I knew a werewolf could move, Wilder is in front of me.

He was reading my every move. Ignoring his stares, I fixed my gaze on the wall to tell him everything about my dark past which has now become a nightmare for me and I am not able to run away from it no matter how hard I try! ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ Third Person's POV "It was just a slap, one slap that opened the door of hell for me" Nikki sniffed and Xaphan's body stiffened at her words. Not only her appearance but her past too was reminding him of Elena because it was one slap from Elena that created the whole story.

I fought back the shudder that threatened to escape me and when he grazed my nipple, and at that same moment, Ace stuffed the poor girl’s mouth with his monstrous cock, making her eyes nearly pop out when it obviously hit the back of her throat. Slamming noises from both holes filled the room as they plundered her mercilessly, neither of them caring that she was literally trembling. Xander grabbed her waist, picking up his pace in a way that made my core dampen with need. I wondered what such a wicked intensity would feel like, it seemed like the kind to hit the right spot repeatedly until one’s legs were quivering repeatedly from rollover orgasms. “How badly do you wish you were the one hav

“Zane… please. I didn’t mean for any of this. I didn’t even know what I was doing.” He didn’t answer. “I was drunk,” I whispered. “I would never cheat on you—not on purpose. Please, don’t let this ruin us.” Beside him, Kendra crossed her arms, watching. He smirked. “What do you want, Siena? For me to take you back?” “I want to fix this,” I said, my voice cracking. “I miss you.” He stepped closer, voice colder than ice. “You slept with a stranger and disgraced yourself. You humiliated me. And now you want sympathy?”

He pinned her wrists above her head, his weight a crushing, 3D reality that grounded her to the mattress. He didn't kiss her. He bit. His teeth grazed the sensitive junction of her neck and shoulder, drawing a sharp, silent gasp from her throat. Stop, she signed with one free hand, her fingers brushing his cheek. I feel sick. Hudson pulled back, his eyes glowing a lethal gold. “Sick? Sick of the archives? Or sick of me?” He rolled off her, standing by the bed like a monument of frustrated muscle. “You went to the border. You ate with a Beta. And now you’re too ‘sick’ for your mate?”

Chapter 32: The Witch and The Wanker Victoria’s POV “...going to give Allison custody of Theo.” We were in the middle of a very good, very necessary stress-relief fuck session when Derek decided to ruin everything. His face was buried in my neck and I was just starting to forget what an absolute wanker he could be. Then he mumbled it.. the words were muffled against my skin but I heard them clear as day. I froze. My hands which had been digging into his back went slack. Did my ears just betray me?

“It is wicked.” He kissed the throbbing spot on her neck and felt her shiver. “Why would something so natural be wicked? You think it is wicked because the church wants women to only know their husbands. That doesn’t mean what we are doing is wrong. This is what we were made for. As long as we are both enjoying it, why is it wrong? Let’s enjoy creating some wicked memories to keep secret together.”

My heart was racing, my breathing was ragged, my body was hot, and my legs were shaking. He broke the kiss and rested his forehead against mine. "You're not ready, aren't you?" his voice, which was low and sexy, whispered against my ear. My body shook violently again. My lips parted as they opened. "I am..." I hissed and looked at him; no, don't, Xevia. But my wolf side howled and growled to get deeper with him. I never felt this way with Alarick, but Xander took another level of my desire.