Yandere Slashers X Reader Mga Nobela at Kwento

Your happiness is the only thing I desire most in this world,” Xander replied. His hands started roaming on my bare back which soon reached near my breast. One of his started playing with my nipple while another one was encircling on my clit. His lips were teasing the sensitive spots behind my ear and on my neck. I moaned in pleasure, “OH God! Xander!” He immediately spun me around and started sucking my lips hungrily. My fingers were roaming on his bare chest and when I touched his sword I felt its hardness. We couldn’t wait any longer and Xander entered inside me. Our body started moving together rhythmically. I moaned all the time, “Yes please, there Xander, don’t stop, please.” Xander w

I felt like they were going to break me in half, but I welcomed it. My fingers teased my nipples, and I felt the pressure building inside me. “Take your pleasure, love. Harder,” Xander demanded. His hand went around my throat and tilted my chin up. His eyes were completely black with his lust and desires. His claws dug into my neck like they did when I nearly killed Kestian. However, now it felt erotic instead of snapping me back to reality. The three of us let out loud snarls and growls of pleasure. I needed more, but I did not know what. I felt both of them getting close just like I was.

’ I ask her. Lylah maintains eye contact while placing her hand on my abdomen, and my eyes go black with lust. ‘My name is Lylah, and I’m your worst bloody nightmare!’ she yells, grabs the dagger tucked into my waist, and slashes it across my chest, jumping out of my lap. I look down at my shirt, soaking my blood and touch it. Then, feeling heartbroken, Lylah cut me again. I look at her with intense sadness. My eyes plead with her as to why she would do this to me, to her blood flame.

Xander’s voice is thick with lust, his eyes hooded with desire. I lean down and kiss him, pouring every ounce of emotion into it. He matches me stroke for stroke, nip for nip, feeling for feeling. I know he misses us just as much as we miss him. Slowly, but with force, he starts thrusting into my ass, fucking me while I fuck his mouth with my tongue. “Shit, that’s hot,” Arya whispers beside us. At the same time, Xander and I reach for her without breaking our kiss. My hand finds her nipple, rolling and pinching it, while Xander’s slides down, gripping the wand and taking control of the thrusts inside her.

The heartbeat seems to be frantically beating, a pair of bloodshot golden eyes was making her feel weird. If the person in front of her is not the one who picked her up to become meat inside his stomach, not the one who gave him the sl-ve status, and mostly not the one who is currently violating her before everyone, and then maybe this is something that can be romantic like in those dramas. But right now, her glaring eyes really want to kill people directly. This is what Shan Yang himself didn't know, his life was already being planned to end by a person beneath him.

As for Xander's palm, its momentum of the forward charge was unabated, and it swiftly penetrated the evil cultivator's chest behind the folding fan. The evil cultivators spat out mouthfuls of blood, and terror spread in his eyes as if he could not believe that he would die that way. "Die!" Xander roared. As he grabbed the evil cultivator's heart, Xander's other hand reached out and tore it. Crack! Crack! The evil cultivator was instantly mutilated, and the parts were thrown everywhere with his blood. "Extreme Frost Slash!!

Xyla’s P.O.V. (Continued) “You know what?” I spoke again, stopping crying, but didn’t let anger slip away from my tone. “I, Xyla Thorne, the future alpha of The Dark Shadow Pack, reject you, Lucian Fischer, as my mate and the future beta.” I announced coldly, my voice still choked but loud enough to be heard by everyone. “Xyla, no.” Lucian cried in pain and panic while clutching his chest hard and fell to his knees.

Pain sears through my side and warm blood gushes down my sleeve, stark red against the white snow. Eyes wide and shaking like a leaf, I stare up and the Lycan snarls above me, breath hot and ragged, its yellow eyes wild with hunger, pain, and hatred. Panting heavily and shaking like a leaf, I weakly hold my side as my mind goes blank. I think this is it. Am I going to die earlier this time? Am I not destined to die of old age at all? With a whimper, I close my eyes and wait for my inevitable doom.

Without even turning her head, she slashed another dagger strike straight at Andrew's neck. Andrew's expression remained cold as he kicked her wrist while Godslayer swept wildly toward Yana. He did not aim for any specific point but simply covered her entire body in the blade's range. Yana snorted coldly and changed tactics, stabbing her dagger hard against Godslayer's blade. However, her expression changed instantly when the blades collided.