Yelena Belova X Reader Novels & Stories

Her legs wouldn’t work and her heart hammered so hard she could hear it in her ears. Mikhail lowered the gun and a drop of blood slid down the barrel and fell to the floor. Viktor noticed her next and he straightened up fast. “Shit.” Mikhail didn’t move. He just stared at her. Those ice-blue eyes locked on like they had in the champagne room. But this time they were different. They were harder and hungrier. He took one step toward her, then another. Bella backed up until her shoulders hit the wall behind her. He stopped right in front of her. Close enough that she could smell the gunpowder and the blood on his clothes.

“You’re unbelievably annoying.” “And you’re trembling.” His eyes slid lazily down to me. “Relax. This isn’t a death sentence.” “Could’ve fooled me.” His mouth twitched again like he enjoyed every second of this. The priest finally got to the vows, turning first to Alexander. “Do you, Alexander Thorne, take Elara White to be your lawful wife? To love, honor and protect her for the rest of your days?” Alexander didn’t even pause. “I do.” He sounded so certain, like this wasn’t insane at all.

Not the soft shapes she used to draw but something jagged and ugly like the scar forming inside her. And then she realised who she was sketching again. Adrian. Always him, then she stared at the drawing till she was lost in her thoughts. That was when a shadow fell over her, which she didn't notice. “Nice necklace,” Carla rasped, leaning in so close that Elena caught the stench of her breath. “Bet it’s worth something. Hand it over.” she said. Elena held the necklace like her life depended on it. “No,” she said. Carla's mouth twisted revealing her ugly scar. “Look at you,” she sneered. “You think you are tough now, princess? This place will grind you down to dust.”

They didn’t need promises. Their touch was the only language she understood now. And it was brutal. Addictive. Terrifying. Perfect. Valentina stormed out, slamming the door. Elena smiled against Gabriel’s lips. Good, she whispered. Let her watch us win. Alessio smirked. Let her try, he said, dragging her onto his lap. Elena didn’t care about the world outside. All she wanted now was them. And they would make sure she never forgot who she belonged to.

“Why wouldn’t he? He acts untouchable, but all it takes is a little plea. He gave in easily. Guess heartbreak softened him.” Valentina leaned closer, her voice sultry. “Forget him. Tonight, what’s my reward baby?” “I will Fuck you hard, like old times, and make you forget him completely.” “Then prove it,” she laughed. Their laughter disgusted me. I turned to leave, but then… I saw her. Elena,Quietly climbing the stairs. From the shadows, I watched. I wanted to know how much of my world she was ready to face. She cracked the door slightly open,and immediately stumbled back,

Elena moaned, her back arching off the polished wood, nipples hardening in the cool air-conditioned room. “Just fuck the shit out of me, Victor." He leaned down, his breath hot against her core. "I want to taste you first." His tongue flicked her clit lightly at first, then with increasing pressure, sucking the sensitive bud into his mouth while his fingers pumped rhythmically. The things he has done to this body.. he is even surprised she wanted more day after day. Like some possessed sex goddess. He never thought Elena to be this bold. Elena's hands gripped the table edges, her hips bucking as pleasure built like a storm.

The cool surface pressed into her shoulder blades through her damp blouse. “You want the truth, Elena? Every filthy detail?” His eyes bored into hers, dark and unrepentant. “I’ve come to the sound of your voice when you talk to yourself about deadlines. I’ve stroked my cock raw imagining burying my face between your thighs while you’re bent over that desk, ass up, still typing emails like the perfect little workaholic.” Elena’s breath caught. She should slap him. Scream. Instead, her pussy clenched hard, a fresh gush of arousal soaking her further.

One of them a man from Sweden who made very clean architectural things that Celestine admired but didn't love said to Elena one morning: "She watches you differently from the rest of us." "How differently," Elena said. "Like she's waiting for you to do something she's been expecting," he said. "The rest of us she watches like she's waiting to see what we're capable of." He paused. "You she watches like she already knows." Elena thought about this. "Is that good," she said. "I have no idea," he said. "But it's interesting." She went back to work. Viktor's letter from April arrived in May, delayed, the postal system between Moscow and Paris doing what it did.

and touching forbidden parts. Elena made him sit on bed and like yesterday also she brought the tasteless bitter soup and made him drink.. Elena gave glass of water to him but he held her hand made her lie down and made her lie and poured water on her navel..and started sucking water from there..Elena is losing her senses..She is wet by now..Elena is pulling him more closer to her navel..After sometime she came back into her senses while Xavierik Smiled..She made him lie down on bed..And left from there blushing..

Vale pulled his cock out of Elena’s mouth with a wet pop. He moved between her legs, removed the gloves, and rubbed his massive cock up and down her soaked folds. “Look how wet and open she is,” he growled at Ava. “This cunt is begging to be destroyed.” He slammed his thick cock balls-deep into Elena in one brutal thrust. Elena screamed in pleasure. Dr. Vale fucked her hard and fast, the table shaking violently. Ava leaned over and sucked on Elena’s clit at the same time, making the pleasure almost unbearable.