Can I request a smut for Xaden?(fem reader)😍😍 Idk hopefully I'm the first-I think? That requested a smut.Well,anyways.Just basically Xaden being jealous because reader spent training with Jack to get back at him for spending too much time with Violet.TY IF U DOOOO!!
'Jealous.Fucking jealous!'
Xaden Riorson x Fem!Reader
A/N:Just saw this in my rq's and even if u aren't the first,you are stil among the first to rq!i tried. Hope u like it but istg I can't write smut.Had this in my notes since 3 am and it's messy & sucky asf but anyways 🎀🎀
WARNINGS:SMUT!MDNI!!
You couldn't help but mock and provoke Xaden, your sassy demeanor fueled by a desire to assert your independence and stand up to his intimidating presence.You knew that by getting close to Jack Barlowe,the same insufferable fucking man whom Xaden despised,you were pushing his buttons and stirring up his anger,to get back at him for spending a bit too much time training with Sorrengail's youngest,as you called her. And sure enough,your plan worked. After the intense training session, Xaden's anger and jealousy bubbled to the surface.
With a fierce gaze that spoke volumes about his fury, Xaden grabbed you roughly by the arm and dragged you towards his quarters. The tension in the air was palpable, and you struggled against his grip, trying to maintain your snarky attitude despite your mounting fear. "Let go of me,you beautiful fucking asshole!" You spat, trying to keep your cool.
Ignoring your protests, Xaden shoved you into his room, slamming the door shut. The sudden change of atmosphere, the dim lighting, and the scent of mint, leather, and the mysterious citrus-floral mix enveloped your senses. He towered over you, his massive frame casting a shadow that seemed to swallow you Without warning, he pinned you against the wall, his hand tightening around your throat.Your heart raced,your breath hitched as you glared defiantly at him, daring him to make the first move.
"You think you're so fucking smart, don't you?" Xaden growled, his voice low and dangerous, causing your core to throb in anticipation. "But Jack fucking Barlowe of all people?If that fucker is what you consider to be better than me,that's where I draw a fucking line.You're mine." In that moment,you realized that he wasn't just angry - he was turned on.
Before you could respond, Xaden crushed his lips against yours, devouring your mouth with his own. His tongue slipped inside, dominating you with a brutal intensity that left you breathless.Your body responded involuntarily,your breasts pressing against his powerful chest, nipples hardening under the fabric of your shirt. The kiss was rough, demanding, a clear display of Xaden's dominance.You could feel his anger and lust seeping into you, even as it clashed with your stubbornness.
As your passion reached new heights, Xaden pulled away from you and began to undress you. He tore off your shirt, revealing your bra-clad breasts, the lacy material struggling to contain your perky nipples. Without hesitation, he reached out with his shadows, extending tendrils of darkness to trace circles around your erect buds.You cried out, your body trembling as the cold shadow touched your skin. The sensation was overwhelming, electrifying your nerves and heightening your arousal.
Xaden grinned wickedly, watching you struggle against his control. "Can you handle more?" he taunted, watching as your face flushed red.
Your eyes widened, unsure whether to beg for mercy or ask for more. Desperate for relief,you nodded,your breath coming in ragged gasps. With a flick of his wrist, he intensified the shadows, engulfing your nipples and sending waves of pleasure-turned-pain coursing through your body.You screamed in agony and ecstasy,your tears mixing with your sweat as your breasts turned a faint shade of purple from overstimulation.
Unable to resist, Xaden bent down and latched onto one of your tortured nipples, his teeth gently grazing the tender flesh.You moaned,your knees buckling from the unfathomable blend of pain and pleasure. He switched to your other breast, repeating the torment until you were nothing more than a quivering mass of need.
Finally, Xaden pushed you down onto his bed,your legs parting eagerly to receive him. He removed the rest of your clothing, leaving you completely exposed and vulnerable. With a wicked grin, he lowered himself between your thighs, his intense gaze locked on your dripping folds,enjoying her wetness and exposing her readiness for him. He leaned closer, savoring your arousal before lowering his head to lap at your sensitive entrance.
You inhaled sharply, arching your back as his tongue delved into your core. He expertly teased your clit, switching between gentle strokes and firm sucks, making you writhe beneath him.Your snarky remarks were replaced with soft moans and whimpers as you begged for release.Damn asshole,making you act like this,you thought. But Xaden had no intention of letting you cum just yet. Instead, he trailed his hands up your sides, cupping your breasts and kneading them roughly. As before, he reached out with his signet, causing another wave of euphoria to crash over you.
"P-please," you cried, voice hoarse from begging. "I...I can't take it anymore!"
Xaden chuckled, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "Oh, yes you can,love.You can take it." He cooed,before switching and smirking,speaking in a firmer tone. "You're mine, and I decide when you come." He kissed his way up your stomach, his cock rubbing against your swollen folds as he climbed onto the bed. Positioning himself at your entrance, he looked deep into your eyes, his expression a mixture of lust and dominance,the jealousy stil lurking at the surface though "No one knows your body like I do, and no one will ever fuck you as good as I do."
Drawing back, he admired his work - the glistening evidence of his skill coating his lips and chin. "Now, let me show you just how much better I know your body over anyone else," he growled, his voice rough with desire.
With a flick of his wrist, he called forth his shadow signet again, weaving tendrils of darkness around your nipples. The sensation was exquisite torture,your breath catching in your throat as you struggled to maintain control.The combination of pain and pleasure sent you spiraling,your eyes wide with wonder and fear.
"Please... Xaden," you begged,your voice hoarse and strained, but he merely grinned, his eyes gleaming with malicious delight. His fingers traced the outline of your body, the shadows shifting to follow his whims.
Without warning, he thrust into you, his girth stretching you beyond belief.You screamed,your eyes watering from the sheer intensity of the invasion. Xaden pumped into you relentlessly, each stroke claiming you deeper and harder than the last. Despite your struggles, he maintained a vice-like grip on your wrists, keeping you pinned to the mattress.
Your bodies slapped together, creating a rhythm that filled the room. Every time Xaden slammed into you,you felt yourself losing a piece of your resistance, slowly melting away under his assault.You were like an open book for him - physically, mentally, and now, sexually. And he loved it.He reveled in your responses,your body quivering beneath his touch.Your taste, sweet and intoxicating, fueled his determination to dominate you completely.
Your cries grew louder, punctuated by pleas for mercy and requests for more. He ignored you, focusing solely on fucking you senseless. His speed increased, his muscles flexing with each thrust, his cock sliding in and out of you, coated in a mixture of your combined fluids.
Your nails dug into the sheets, her surrender complete.Finally, Xaden couldn't hold back any longer. He growled, his body tensing as he came, flooding you with his seed.You collapsed beneath him, panting heavily,your limbs shaking from exhaustion and pleasure. You wers a broken, babbling mess,your pride shattered as much as your body.
And somehow, it was the most satisfying feeling he'd ever experienced.
As he lay beside you, still buried inside you, Xaden whispered softly into your ear, "You should never test my patience again,love.Because no one can fuck you as well as I can." You didn't respond,your eyes closed, tears stil streaming down your cheeks as rough arms,yet with a gentle touch,held you close.
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