Scaramouche X Reader の小説・ストーリー

Holy shit. His words made my juices flood, my walls clenching and stretching around him as he started to move at a pace that made me think his aim was to break me. His hands gripped my thighs even tighter to keep me in place as he grunted through hard and rough strokes that made me press my eyes tightly to keep myself from screaming any louder. The rush of ecstasy was unbelievable and beyond amazing. “Go ahead, scream like the cock hungry slut you are,” Ace’s voice sounded like a whisper amidst the slamming sounds of Xander’s merciless strokes that echoed throughout the room.

18 + VERY, VERY, VERY STRONG KINKY, DIRTY, FREAKY, NASTY FUCK SCENE AHEAD. CHAPTERS 46 AND 47 WILL BE HELLFIRE HOT. SO FOR ALL YOU HALO WEARING LASSES AND LADS, PLEASE SKIP THOSE TWO CHAPTERS. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK, YOU'VE BEEN MOTHERFUCKING WARNED.

Without wasting any more time, I parted my lips slightly and that was all that he needed. A low moan bubbled at the base of my throat as he slipped his tongue in, while trapping my upper lip in his mouth. Sparks clouded my vision and I fought to keep my cool. Xander’s fingers trailed down my sides and I shivered slightly. My insides flared up, but I didn't want to cool down. I wanted more. I allowed my fingers to find their way to his scalp, before drawing lazy circles underneath his hair. Something in between a moan and a groan slid past his lips and my stomach churned with excitement. He was enjoying it.

She gasped, letting out a moan of pleasure that turned into a loud scream as his fingers found her throbbing nipples, pinching them, rolling them with his thumbs. Her nails clawed at his back, forgetting that she now had sharp claws. Those claws dug into his flesh. His breathing sounded heavy near her ear, showering her with moist heat, and Xavier rubbed his erection against her tight thighs. Although she was sure Xavier hadn't told her to spread it, she did so anyway, and he gently moved back and forth between the tops of her thighs.

“You storm into my house, slap me, accuse me of sleeping with your husband… You’ve just made the biggest mistake of your lives.” Her tone dripped with venom. I ignored her. My eyes stayed on Austin, who was still glaring at me as if he couldn’t believe I’d dared to touch him. “I’ve had enough,” I said, my voice shaking. “Of your lies, your fists, your cheating. I’m done being scared of you.” Austin laughed, that low, cold laugh that had once charmed me and now chilled my blood. “You’re done?” he repeated, stepping closer. “Sarah, you don’t get to be done. You don’t walk away from me.”

She rubbed the wax off her hand , glancing at me. “What do you want? Why are you out here?” She asked quietly, subtly wiping the tears on her face. “This is my house, Marlowe.” I said dismissively, trying to force away the anxiety that had forced me to interrupt her. “What are you doing?” I asked again, stooping in front of her. She scooted backwards almost imperceptibly. In the dim light that reached us from the mansion’s security lights, I saw a small bruise forming at the sides of her chin where I had grabbed her. Guilt choked me and I swallowed, unable to resist the urge to reach out and massage the bruises or touch her.

It was a Novel by Ana huang famous author for the twisted series, it was Twisted hate and the open page was one the steamy hate sex scenes between Jules and josh I picked it up and started to read it, I couldn’t hold it anymore, I bit my lips and my eyes narrowed as I could feel my wetness,drip down my legs. I needed the release, with or without the cute guy, I sat on the singular chair there, spreading my legs and rubbing my swollen clit,I made sure I kept my moans muffled. I was interrupted by someone clearing their throat,my eyes widened at the cute guy staring at me. “Don’t stop” his voice husky as I could see the dick bulging against his zipper.

His last words sent chills right down to my guts as it reminded me of what I was truly about to face back in the real world. And it was the cruel exam horror phase or my best friend's panic phase, not even my emotional move with Asher. What I was truly about to face was something far much scarier and that was none other than… Stefan. Hey readers🌚, your lovely author is back, so sorry I haven't been able to write for about a month now, mostly due to medical reasons but I'm back and much healthier, so do look forward to more fun. steamy chapters of scammed of his heart and also check out my new book Playing Alpha. Bye.

I scream. It feels almost like an illusion. His hands stop wandering my body and his eyes widen. Then, I lift my hand to his face and start scratching, and he does nothing to stop me. All he does is clutch his chest. I keep scratching until his body falls over mine, limp. I push him off and sit up, and when I see his open eyes, the realization hits me, I know he’s dead. I scream and scramble back until I hit the wall, horrified. My shaking hand covers my mouth, trying to muffle the sound.