Natalie Scatorccio X Reader Novels & Stories

DAMIEN As I waited for Scarlett to come, a strong mix of anticipation and arousal coursed through my veins, igniting every nerve ending in my body. With my mask securely in place, shielding my identity, I stood poised in the dimly lit room, my senses on high alert for the sound of her steps approaching. When she finally showed up, the sight of her, completely naked beneath the large trench coat she wore, sent a surge of desire coursing through my veins. Her boldness, her utter disregard for the consequences, was intoxicating, it drove me nuts.

She was wet and she tingled and she didn’t want it to stop, but they couldn’t keep a queen waiting. “Is this… What is this?” said Luca, as he sat up on the bed. His decorum was gone, and he sat with his legs open, completely unfazed by each other’s nakedness. Scarlett just looked at him, wanting to kill the maid. Every fiber of her being compelled her to go back to him and his muscular, hard body. “That was me showing you what I wanted…” she said and smiled mischievously. “I understand that your customs are different from ours. But were you…? Was this…?”

The thin layer of clothing becomes nothing, I feel as though I’m naked and my panties felt dam. “Eason…” I gasp and tilt my head to escape from the kiss, trying to call back some senses to us. But he refused to listen. His hot lips trace my check, my neck and down to the upper part of my chest. I cry out as he suddenly bites on my collar bones and suck it hard. I try to push him, but he caught my hands. “Don’t push me away Natalia,” he murmurs into my ear, and my sanity leaves me again. My eyes flutter shut as I can hear my inner voice calling for more, longing for his touch. What should I do? He’s toxic and impossible to say no to.

"Putting my hand around her waist is something I have been doing for years, even Sean. It's kind of our thing with Nancy, and we've never had secondary thoughts about it." "If Nancy came over to your table, it's because she wanted to get into your pants." Sean deadpanned, coming to his friends' rescue. "What?" Isabelle's eyebrows arched. She didn't know what to say at that moment. She had drawn her own conclusions without letting Christian explain. She felt stupid for walking out like that and for thinking negatively. "Nancy has a tendency of fucking the girls we go with at Sean's hotel." Christian laughed lightly, counting in his head the number of ladies Nancy had snatched from them. She a

I want to know everything about her; explore her body and the taste of her on my tongue. Despite her beauty, there is one thing that intrigues and confuses me: Natalie has a commanding presence that is much stronger than Elle’s. She’s an omega, and her parents are warriors. Subordinate strong warriors. I guess we’ll find out why soon enough. I wanted Natalie more than any other she-wolf, and this school year I’ve decided to make her mine. I checked I*******m, and as I expected, her account is private. You can only see her profile picture, which was a set of earbuds on top of a book in black and white. This girl is intriguing. I wanted to know her so badly– all of her.

She'd already discovered that no one was due privacy in the Blackwood house. Neither was safety. --- Night – The Lounge The fire spat. The crystal decanter glowed like blood in the glass. Nathaniel sat across from Harrison, one foot bouncing on the knee, scotch unbroken in his hand. "You were right," he said. Harrison's eyes spat. "What?" "Her secrets." Interest sparked in Harrison's eyes. "Go on." Nathaniel didn't. Not yet. He leaned forward instead, his voice icy now. "She's not gold-digging."

I said, chuckling. “Glad he broke your heart; he helped you find your passion,” she said, and I agree with her. “And that girl, she is as dumb as anything; the gamma pair is more calm; the beta pair is chaotic; he is trying to do his job, and she is just going about embarrassing him; she smells awful; just how many guys has she been with? Her scent is mixed with other scents,” she said, her face disgusted. Natalie has always been lost, but now it’s worse. If she walks past anything, her scent is usually so irritating, and she never stops. I feel pity for Bryan. He is supposed to reject her and face reality, but rejecting her might kill him, but staying with her is also killing him. Well, the

"No way! Natalie's the one who sold her kidney," Evelyn snapped, shoving Natalie aside to inspect me. "She has lost a kidney," the leader confirmed. "Taking the other would kill her." Just as Evelyn's hand reached for me, Natalie cried out and collapsed, revealing a prominent scar on her abdomen. "Go ahead and take her to the hospital. She is faking to win your love." Evelyn flinched, rushing back to check Natalie's scar. "I almost fell for her trick. Don't worry. I'm taking you to the hospital now."

I reached out, my large hands catching her waist just as her legs finally gave out. The moment my skin touched hers, a violent, deafening explosion of golden sparks erupted between us. The blood-contract flared with a blinding, agonizing warmth, sending a surge of healing energy directly through her body. Natalie gasped, her fingers clutching tightly onto my bare shoulders as she buried her face into my chest, her body trembling with exhaustion. The scent of cinnamon and dark chocolate completely enveloped her, soothing the wild panic of her wolf. "Did they touch you?" I demanded, my voice raw with a possessive, protective fury that caught me completely off guard. My inner wolf was scratchin

“I could do a lot worse, Scarlette. I know it’s been so long since a man’s touched you right… grazed those thighs… tongue brushing your ears…” His words slithered over me—and as he spoke, his hands moved. Down my sides, over my hips. His mouth dipped near my neck, his tongue teasing the edge of my ear just like he promised. I hated how my body reacted. Hated it. And the bastard knew. Knew my breath hitched. Knew my thighs squeezed tight. Knew I was burning under his touch. “You’re insane,” I muttered, voice trembling. “This… isn’t going to work. Not you. Not me. Liam.”