Zenless Zone Zero X Male Reader Wattpad Novels & Stories

He leaned over, his voice low, guttural, reverent. “Delicious,” he murmured, licking the corner of his lips. A weak, breathless laugh escaped me. “You’re insane.” Zade stood, his hands going to the button of his pants. My breath caught. With one fluid movement, he shoved them down and kicked them away, standing bare before me. My eyes widened. He was thick, hard, curved slightly, the tip already leaking, glistening in the soft light spilling from the windows. My mouth went dry. Nerves fluttered low in my belly, but the craving drowned out everything else.

With a contented sigh, I close my eyes and soon I'm taking a dive into dreamland. ***** Opening my eyes, I groggily sit up in Zeron's bed. He doesn't seem to be anywhere in the room but his shadows are still hanging around and I can only guess that he's in the washroom. As if on cue, he steps out of the washroom with a white towel wrapped around his waist. My husband is so attractive. He would totally fit as a model for Calvin Klein underwears. He freezes when he notices my gaze. Suddenly, his eyes darkens and heat creeps up my neck.

WARNING!!! MATURE CONTENT, NON-CONSENSUAL SEX SCENE. PLEASE SKIP THIS CHAPTER IF YOU CAN'T HANDLE IT. ELEANOR I was shivering with both pain and fear as I stood with my legs spread apart and my upper body bent while watching Zane loom closer to me. His green eyes were flashing with pure, unadulterated anger and it was all directed at me. He had removed his shirt, and now his naked chest stared at me, covered with a sheen of sweat.

Pulse after pulse, thick and hot, leaking out around his shaft as he ground in slow circles, milking every drop. They stayed like that.. panting, trembling...until the water started to cool. Seraphiel eased out slowly, watching his cum and oil drip from Zero’s stretched hole in obscene rivulets. He turned Zero around gently, kissed him under the spray... slow, deep, tasting salt and surrender. Zero’s legs were shaking. Seraphiel held him up, one arm around his waist. “Still with me?” Seraphiel murmured. Zero nodded against his shoulder. “Yeah… fuck. Yeah.”

With his dark brown hair drenched from the shower, naked as he kneels in front of me. Zane is a gorgeous man. A dream, really. I should be whimpering in pleasure when he parts my legs and dives in to lick me down there. Well, I did whimper—grasping his hair as he tongues my clit and his finger softly strokes into my folds. He looks so hot like this. But between him sucking my clit and fingering my cunt, his face melts into someone else’s. Through the shower and haze of pleasure, the face I see in that moment is Alden.

The shirtless figure turned to me, and it turned out to be Zane, his sculpted eight packs obvious as his dark blue jeans hung dangerously low around his hips, drawing my eyes to the deep v-line below his chest. Quickly, I shifted my eyes to avoid looking directly at the broad chest littered with sparse hair and tattoos, causing my fingers to tingle from wanting to run through them. And I could feel how wet I had become, my center moist and throbbing from remembered pleasure. Christ! How will I be able to survive a year of living with him when just his bare chest already sent my entire body throbbing with want?

Just that low, commanding tone that turned her knees to water even through text. She obeyed quickly. Tank top off. Shorts gone. Bra and panties followed. She propped her phone against a pillow, hit video call. His face filled the screen—sharp jaw, dark stubble, eyes that looked black in the low light. Behind him, just the edge of a leather headboard and dim lamp. He never showed more. Mystery was part of the game. “Closer,” he said. Zara scooted forward until her bare breasts nearly touched the lens.

"I did after Noel was born. Neither of my other children is in-betweens. Zanny is hybrid, vampire/werewolf and Oliver is a werewolf. Noel is just like Sarin and me." "Zanny and Oliver? They are with Fallon then." "Yes, Fallon is my mate as Blair-Boo." "Not your reincarnated Belladonna?" "Right. Take a left and you'll see a field. Stop because it's on a cliff." Soon we had stopped on the edge of the cliff, "Are those elk?"

🤍RAV🤍 I yanked the blanket up over my face so fast I nearly punched myself in the nose. The fabric covered my eyes completely, blocking out the image of Zoren Maveth standing in the middle of the room with water dripping down his body. He had no business being that shameless. He had no business walking around naked in a room he was sharing with another person. "Why are you acting like you don't have a dick?"

When I reached for the waistband of his boxer briefs and eased them down, his cock sprang free, thick and heavy, pulsing with a life of its own. A soft gasp escaped my lips, and my mouth actually watered. He was magnificent,a thick, veiny pillar of heat that looked like it had been carved from dark marble. He was easily eight inches of raw power, his tip already weeping a bead of clear moisture that glistened in the dim light. Zane leaned back on his elbows, a smug, predatory grin tugging at his lips despite the tension. He saw the way I looked at him, and he knew exactly what he was packing.