Yandere Damian Wayne X Reader Novels & Stories

And Damian… Damian is a Lycan blooded Alpha. Even if I tried to fight, I wouldn’t last one second. But still, my eyes flick toward the heavy lamp. The corner table. The chair leg. I run through every weapon I could use—every opening I might find. But the answers are all the same. He’s stronger and he will win. The mattress creaks as I sit, bones stiff with dread. I stare at the floor, the lingerie clinging to my damp skin, praying for some miracle, some divine intervention—

She hated herself and she longed for Xavier. Damian was going crazy. Her body was driving him mad. Of all the women he had bedded, she was the sweetest and he vowed never to let her go. His initial plan was to have a taste of her, but now he would never let Xavier have her. He cupped her slim waist in both hands while his eyes never left the large lobes of her ass. He slipped his cock into the slippery crack between her butt cheeks and he rocked against her, rubbing his hardness against those soft enticing mound of flesh. He was very hard now and moisture could be seen on the tip of his erection. He released her waist and cupped her breast, kneading the nipples and feeling the heaviness in h

He said, "I approve of your relationship with Ariel . I will reject her as my mate after the war as I have already told her, and then Elle and I can continue with our relationship." Damien's words really surprised Alex . Was this really the Damien he knew? He might have been another one because the main Damien, the one that Alex knew would never act like this. He would never speak in a tone as calm as this while talking about a sore topic. He would never have forgiven Alex so easily like that especially with the terrible fight they'd had the other day. What surprised Alex the most was that Damien, a highly possessive person, would be willing to give up his goddess given mate to another man a

“I’m sorry… I went for a run and I was testing my powers to see if I had any and then the Yokai showed up…” “Hey.” He looks up at me. “It’s ok. I’m sorry, I didn’t know that happened.” “I’m sorry that I’m in here with you, you’re probably so embarrassed. I know I am.” Damian looks so sad. I can tell that he didn’t want to come to me like this but he had no choice. Whatever happened to him in the woods, I’d figure it out for him. Poor guy must be so embarrassed. But actually he didn’t look that bad! I can see his muscles peeking out from his torso. He had the body of a Greek warrior. I only got a glimpse of his lower half but from what I saw, he looked hot!

So instead of giving into his dark desires, I shake my head no. Damian raises his brows at me in shock. I've never said no to his advances in the past. But perhaps we could make both work. I just didn't want to lead him onto what I was thinking. However, Damian seemed to be able to read me far better than I realized. "What's going on in the beautiful brain of yours?" He whispers, kissing my temple, reaching over to nip at my ear lobes, then move lower to trace kisses on the side of my neck.

"If you've got no clients you should be cleaning and not texting your friends. Get back to work or I'll come home and punish you." "..." "Good boy I love you," she says and hangs up with a sigh. "Cole your husband has been teasing my boyfriend." "You should let them fuck, it'll be hot to see Nathan bottom for him," Cole says with a wink and I nod along. "It would be hot," I say and Lacey sighs. "Nooooo he's my boyfriend I don't like him fucking other people," she says grumpily and sits beside Vincent. "I do not really like Damian fucking other people," Vincent says.

Journal entry 201 Dear Treadway I have started calling you Way. You do not seem very fond of it because you correct me every time l say Way saying it's Treadway. I do not listen though because I want to be someone you think about. Every time you hear Way anywhere else you think of me. Selfish aren't l? I try talking to you on certain occasions but you keep the conversations professional, most of the times l do the talking. Not that you have a habit of ignoring people but I think you just don't talk a lot, you are reserved

rotic interest – which is exactly what the wiley wolf intended. “And since I’m such a generous mate, I thought I might give you the chance to redeem yourself.” Damian bares his fangs, all predator now. “By doing exactly what I tell you to do, no matter how scandalous it sounds..” His words trail off into a low growl, and I swear my se.x spasms as if it’s already on the verge of climax. “You’ll follow my orders exactly, so that even though it will be your own hands, it will feel like I’m the one playing your sweet body like a fiddle – and I’m going to watch every moment.”

But Damien quickly added, commandingly, "But, you can't marry any other wolf! Lyra, you stay by my side, don't go anywhere. I can't live without you. This is the biggest compromise I can make." Lyra’s tears turned to a smile, a shy blush appearing on her face. For the first time, she leaned in on her own initiative and kissed Damien’s chapped lips. "Of course. I, Lyra, will never leave Damien. I'll always be by Damien's side. Even if we can't openly become true mates, I'll always be your most considerate… sister." Hearing the girl's suggestive promise, Damien's expression softened a bit. He reached out, gently lifted Lyra’s chin, his deep eyes fixed on her eager, beautiful face. Ignoring the