Romans & histoires Yandere X Reader One Shots

The place where he struck me burns and tingles in a chaotic mayhem. It’s a crop, I think. He’s punishing me with a crop. Holy shit. I didn’t sign up for this. Or did I? Xander has always been transparent about who he is and what his tendencies are. He’s never once said he’d offer me normal or vanilla. With time, I’ve figured out he’s a natural Dom and an unabashed sadist who’s brought out the masochist in me. In a way, I’ve been falling into that rhythm, into his abnormality. I like the freedom that loss of control offers.

“Goro-kun…! So deep…ahh! Harder… yes, right there!” Her nails dug into his biceps as her pussy fluttered and clenched around him. The wet, obscene sounds of their fucking filled the room. Fugishigoro leaned down, sucking one of her nipples into his mouth while continuing to thrust like a man possessed. He bit down gently, then harder, marking her as his. Inside his mind, the yandere chanted: She will never leave. I’ll fill her every day. Keep her here. Breed her. Own her.

"How heartless" Xander held her in place "One kiss might not work" "I can only give one" Isabelle graze his lips with hers sending electric jolt of pleasure to them "Only one" She repeat her action but now yearning "I'm a lone wolf you know" She delve deeper and move to sit when Xander deepen it lifting her to sit on the chair with him between her legs.

The ropes bit into her skin in pretty patterns, and the sight made my nipples tighten against my dress. My breathing was getting shallow. I could feel myself getting wet, the slickness between my thighs impossible to ignore as we moved from scene to scene. Alexander pointed out different kinks: a St. Andrew’s cross with a man being caned until his ass glowed red, a couple engaged in sensual wax play where hot drips made the woman gasp and writhe, a quiet corner where a Domme had her submissive licking her boots while she casually chatted with friends. Every explanation he gave was calm, but his voice grew rougher with each one. I noticed the way his hand froze at my back, his fingers occasio

A shudder ran down her body. "You are wet," He teased her, his fingers dancing around her clit, dipping into her wetness, but never quite giving her the pressure she craved. "Do you get wet from reading a book about witches? You are peculiar, Anna. Very... peculiar." She squirmed, trying to press back against his hand, but he held her hips firm, his grip unyielding. "Lord....Xandros," she gasped, her voice a breathy plea. "Please." She wasn't supposed to be doing this.....no, feeling this....

However, before Yoursa came out, Xander pulled her hand, and she kissed his thick and sexy lips. Xander's kiss suddenly took Yoursa by surprise; she did not return Xander's kiss, nor did she enjoy it. Instead, she wanted to feel Oliver's rough kisses while touching every inch of her body. She ended up sighing a little just because of Oliver's naughty hands, just imagining that Yoursa's bottom was throbbing and wanting to feel Oliver's ignorant hands touching her peas. While Xander, who didn't get a reply from his kiss, also took off his fence, a little disappointed with Yoursa, he preferred to keep that disappointment in his heart. He didn't want Yoursa to see his disappointment.

Love lots! _______ KircheLeaf Arc 2: My Wife Is A Closet Yandere _______ ~ END of CHAPTER FORTY-ONE ~

And he also didn't need to hold her unnecessarily. Anya knew he was angry or having a difficult moment because that could be the only explanation for him sending for her. Xander was a man of more war than pleasure and tbe only time he calls her for intercourse was when he was angry or worried and just needed a hole to let it out on. Due to how irritated he could be, Anya was the only lady he could have intercourse with because he couldn't imagine himself going deep into a different lady. Anya felt lucky sometimes, but she also knew it was just for dirty pleasures alone which she was being paid for.

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.