Arcane Jinx X Reader Novels & Stories

ARC 22 : The Princess and The Cocky Jock WARNING: This arc contains extremely explicit sexual content, heavy blackmail, public humiliation, forced feminization, crossdressing, dildo play, public teasing and risk, degradation, cocky dominance, lingerie fetish, reluctant arousal, and intense psychological control. Intended for mature audiences only (18+). Proceed only if you consent to fiction that explores raw, filthy desire without restraint ---- Jake's POV I’ve always hated Riley more than anyone else in this goddamn neighborhood.

I saw how much he had feared hurting me, and how much he had hungered for this. He pulled back just an inch, his thumb tracing my lower lip. His breath was ragged. "Elara... if we do this, if we fully bridge the gap, there’s no turning back. You’ll be linked to the Syndicate’s darkness forever. My enemies will become your shadows." "They already are," I whispered. "I’m an 'Ink' by birth, but I think I’m a Vane by choice." A sudden, sharp thud echoed from the roof of the cabin.

] [Possible Job: Carrier, Savior, Protector, Heart Filler] [CAN DICE: ACCEPTED] _______ KircheLeaf Arc 1: Enchantrix Race! _______ ~END of CHAPTER TWELVE~

Sasha’s eyes blinked rapidly, “Well, yes,” I laughed, shaking my head. “I can imagine,” “No, don’t!” “I am now,” Sasha cracked, “Don’t imagine two at once, Cass. That’s just too intense.” “But you like it intense, remember?” I teased her, watching her cheeks grow pink. “Stop it already,” she widened her eyes playfully. “By the way, I like your necklace,” My hand immediately touched the necklace Jake had given me. “Oh, thanks. Jake surprised me with it. It has his initials and my name on it.”

I snapped, my finger clutched to my neck firmly. “You’re bleeding” Jax announced. “Let me take you home. We can't stay all night arguing over this” “ I won't leave here until you explain to me the reason behind what you did” I protested, breathing heavily. And although the bruises I had in my neck were mild, It hurts. “Alright,” Jax began to explain. “ You're now marked, Raven… that makes you mine” “What?” My chest tightened as I came to the realization of what Jax just did.

I lifted my hands, my calloused fingers brushing against the soft skin of her upper back as I took the silk laces from her grip. An electric shock shot straight up my arms at the contact. It was the mate bond, but it was also just her. My Lycan let out a satisfied purr deep in my chest. I forced my hands to remain steady, carefully working my fingers through the tight knot she had accidentally created.

Ace was unbuttoning his shirt slowly as he mocked me, he seemed to enjoy doing that most. Somehow, he always knew how to find the perfect balance between dirty talk and degradation. I couldn’t resent him for his arrogant words since they turned me on. And the fact that Xander was still torturing me and making it harder and harder for me to breathe without moaning made his words stir my core. “And we can agree that that’s more than enough teasing for today, right?” I was hoping that they wouldn’t go any further because of where we were. Literally anyone would walk in on us and I’d be doomed.

Arien — the royal mage — lounged beside her, sipping from a canteen. They were the picture of success. Strong. Untouchable. From the shadows, Ryn watched. Watched Lysar lean in, her fingers tracing Arien’s jaw. Watched their lips meet — slow, heated, possessive. Jealousy gnawed at his insides. His hands clenched at his sides. He could smell their mingled scents — Lysar’s musk, Arien’s magic, the heat of bodies pressed too close. He turned away.

My heartbeat raced as his gaze met mine, and his smile ignited a spark within me. Closing the distance between us, I couldn’t help but notice a group of girls loitering nearby. They were eyeing Xander, my boyfriend, which provoked a pang of jealousy. Some even went as far as biting their lips shamelessly. Ugh! I want to punch them in the face, but I restrain myself. Xander pulls me into his embrace as soon as I reach near him, his warm breath tickling my ear as he murmurs, “I missed you, Jaan.”

I pushed Aaron off, but it was a little too late as Jake saw us kissing. I prayed that he didn't misunderstand me. All I wanted was to comfort Aaron because I felt bad for him. "What the fuck are you doing, bro?" Jake demanded to know. "Claiming what should be mine," Aaron said. "I'm not your's, Aaron! Stop saying stuff like that!" I protested. "Why would you let him kiss you, Janey?" Jake looked at me. "I didn't! He kissed me. I was just talking to him, and he..."