X Reader Angst Clingy Novels & Stories

My breathing was heavy, the silence between all four of was damning, and the bond between us was smeared with a dangerous mix of anger, confusion, mischief and… Arousal. In thick fucking waves. “Are you going to pretend like you don’t enjoy it when we’re possesive of you in the darkest ways?” Ace whispered, his strawberry stained lips calling to me in the nastiest ways. I shook my head stubbornly. “I don’t.” “Yeah?” I heard Xander join in, his body pressed against me from behind and sandwiching me between both men, “you don’t like the fact that we’re so desperate to make you ours to the extent of making sure no one else exists that can lay that same claim to you?”

To that moment when Rhaena had admitted she wanted someone she shouldn't want while looking directly at me. She felt it too. This thing between us. She'd as good as admitted it. So why was she running from it? Why was she pulling away every time we got close? I thought about the cliff today. How close I'd come to kissing her. How she'd been trembling against those rocks, her breath coming fast, her eyes dilated with desire. She'd wanted it. I'd seen it in her face, felt it in the way her body had responded to my touch.

As close as I can have him, my desire and lust for him never fully satiated. The moment I get a taste, it not enough and I am not sure it ever will be. Xander pummels into me, his growl rumbling in his chest. I match his pace, and that’s all it takes for my name to break past his lips, as we tumble into the void together. Our breaths maniac, trying to even out, both of us experiencing the others’ ecstasy as it flows freely through the bond.

Molten anger rolled around him enough to make me shiver. "Really? You came interrupting my work just to say that?" "Answer me, Xander." I pleaded, "We're mates, what you feel I feel too. And I feel the heat... the flames in my cheeks, a powerful crave inside my core, it's lust. It's not coming from me, but from you. It happens when you’re with her." “The fuck you’re talking now?” “Just tell me!” "Silence!" "I've been quiet these past days but I need your immediate answer!"

Her fingers froze, Amara stood before the door fighting with her dilemma whether to open the door or not. From just the intensity and terror playing in his voice she understood he was angry. The rest of it was assured by his continuous bangs on the door. She was scared to face him. Amara bit her cheek while her heart ran a race. She had no idea why he was suddenly here and in such a bad mood! "Did I do— something wrong?" Her eyebrows scrunched, there was growing fear in her soft pupils depicting her dread. Like who had not heard about his aggression! Alex Ragnar was the sweetest guy on campus, nevertheless he was equally crazy on the other side if bothered. Just how a particular colour varie

“Mmhm.” “Tyler.” I tilted his chin up so he’d look at me. “Talk to me. What’s this?” He blinked, and then his lips curved in the faintest smile. “I always wanted to try being clingy with my man.” I swear to God I forgot how to breathe for a second. “Your man, huh?” “Yeah.” His cheeks tinted pink, but he didn’t move away. If anything, he tightened his grip on me, chest pressed to mine. “What, you don’t like it?”

"No! This is a mistake. She is a defect. She is an omega tramp." Xander looks at me. The shock in his eyes vanishes, replaced by a dark, possessive hunger that terrifies me. He closes the distance between us in two long strides. "Xander," I whisper. My whole body is trembling. "Mine," he growls. He grabs my waist with massive, rough hands and yanks me flush against his hard chest. I gasp as the heat of his body sears through my thin dress. He tilts my head to the side, exposing my neck.

I’ve already won—if she wants the upper hand, she’s going to have to fucking take it from me. And with clove and aniseed heady on my tongue, I’ll fight damn near to the death for it. Xander sucks on my fingers like she did my cock. I drag teeth over her breasts, her nipples. Her skin pebbles under my touch like it can’t wait to get closer to me. I can’t wait anymore either. I sharpen my claws and shred the belt holding her trousers up then yank them down as far as they’ll go. Just enough to show a tempting thatch of auburn curls. Xander moans around my fingers. My cock jerks, begs.

Tania voiced my concern, “Xander, what's all of this, baby?” Xander grabbed her by her nape, pulling her closer. He snickered, “Just ignore. Just some minor injuries here and there.” My heart drummed fiercely when Xander pressed his head on her chest, his hand grabbing her breast, as he said hungrily, “Just give me what I want, Tania. Give me tonight.” He started snuggling Tania's neck, and my heart couldn't bear it any longer. Tears threatened to roll down from my eyes, a threat I couldn't fight against.

I demanded, my voice tinged with anger. “I don’t want another Xander to bring tears to another Aoife,” he answered immediately, his words piercing through my anger and reaching the depths of my heart. I fell silent, my anger dissipating as I looked into his eyes. I straddled his lap, my fingers gently cupping his face. “I want to devour you... I want to indulge in all the passionate and carnal desires that flood my mind right now,” I confessed, my voice filled with longing and desire. I licked my lips, a hunger was evident in my gaze.