Yandere Female X Female Reader Novels & Stories

“It wasn’t the first time we had sex, Ezra.” “I know,” I told her. “You’ve been through an ordeal. I just figured he’d take things slow.” Vanya took the book from my hand, closed it, then leaned forward to throw it onto the table. I swallowed when she sat up which made the shirt dip at the front, giving me a view of her bare breasts. A purr rose and escaped before I could stop it. Vanya rolled her eyes. “Men are all the same,” she muttered with a small shake of her head.

TRIGGER WARNING: THIS BOOK IS STRICTLY EROTICA. IT CONTAINS EXTREMELY GRAPHIC GANG BANG SCENES, PUBLIC SEX, DEGRADATION, MULTIPLE PARTNERS, AND IS INTENDED FOR ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY (18+). READER DISCRETION IS STRONGLY ADVISED. "MELANDA'S POV" My name is Melanda, and I was twenty-one years old when I made the stupidest, hottest decision of my life.

I twist my body sideways, rolling with them until I can disengage my hard cock from Cyn's slick pussy and move out of their way. "Mmmmm." Cyn moans, as she kisses Shelly's face. "So good! That was so good!" She murmurs, as their breasts mash against each other and their legs entwine. "Oh god! I've never felt anything like that." She sighs, as they kiss passionately. It's an erotic show, but what about me? I was so fucking close! I watch these beautiful women rub their bodies together; writhing in passion, but all I can think about is my own release. Now I really do feel like a fucking catalyst, like an extra in an x-rated movie.

“We want to respect your wishes, but the mate pull is very strong.” Xander nuzzles the other side and I am having trouble thinking. Their hands roam my exposed skin, careful not to roam over anything covered by clothing. “Will you do something for me?” I ask, my voice coming out in a sigh. “Anything,” Xander whispers along my skin as he nips along my shoulder and neck. “I want to watch you two together,” I whisper. They pull back, looking at me with curiosity in their eyes. “Have you ever heard of a fujoshi?” I ask.

Aleandro glared at her. Yuriel smirked mockingly and sneered at him. "Then why, if I make you angry, will you rape me to death?" He smiled bitterly at the end of her sentence. Aleandro was no different from the thugs who would rape her or the pedophile Mr. Smith. Thinking women are the objects of their lust. Aleandro gripped the rim of the tray tightly. He was silent and didn't respond. He was well aware of Yuriel's bad temper. Once Yuriel was unhappy, she would be stubborn until the end. She never confessed her feelings and rejected Aleandro until the end of her life. Make them oscillate in despair, love and hate in a second life.

“Baby your lucky that other people are present or I would be fucking you up against the nearest wall.” She moans as I lean back and the smell of her arousal hits me nose. I know my eyes are dark as my wolf looks at our mate with me. O: Oh she likes that we’re ducking her against the wall later! J: Agreed it seams our tough Alpha female likes it dirty and rough. She’s I’ll be in for it later. Onyx growls his approval in my head and we’re are brought out of our bubble by a like from the from gate.

The thought made her even hornier, but she kept her hands on her notebook and stayed still. The frustration built. Her pussy clenched around nothing, begging for something inside it. She could feel her juices leaking out, making the inside of her thighs slippery. Professor Kane walked across the front of the room, gesturing at the whiteboard. Sara stared at the bulge in his pants, remembering exactly how his cock had felt in her mouth, thick, hot, and pulsing.

She was so hot and wet already that her sex scorched my fingers as I slid two fingers up inside her tight pussy. She grinded her pelvis into my hand. Her head tipped back. Xander attacked her neck like he was a vampire and she the only blood source available. I saw the flash of his teeth as they sank slightly into her tight flesh. "Switch," Taryk called. Xander growled but let go of our sweet Cherry. He unhooked her legs from his waist and slid her to Taryk.

**Disclaimer:** This story contains dark romance themes including explicit non-consensual sexual content, violence, forced marking/bonding, emotional abuse, revenge, and psychological trauma. It is intended for mature adult readers only. Reader discretion is strongly advised. --- **Chapter Six: Isolde** Ryder’s fist remained buried in my hair, yanking my head back so sharply that pain exploded across my scalp. Tears pricked my eyes as I was forced to meet his cold, storm-grey gaze—the same eyes I had once loved with every foolish piece of my heart.

Her body wanted this, despite all protests from her head. She was just so desperate to have the two men share the same bed with her. She hadn't done this before, but her body was hungry for it, so it made her willing and yawning for it too. Xender was staring at her with dark and hungry eyes, the gaze so powerful she could feel the pure heat from it all over her body. "Yes, we can." "Then let's wait for his return." She said,