Jacob Elordi Rule 34 Novels & Stories

"This isn't a training camp, Jaxon. This is my home now, too." "Is it?" He stepped toward me again, but this time he didn't stop until his chest was brushing against the box I was still holding. He used his height to tower over me, his shadow swallowing me whole. "You broke a rule just now, little Omega." "What? I haven't even unpacked!" "Rule Number Three," he whispered, his hand coming up to grip the back of my neck, his thumb pressing firmly against my birthmark. The spark of electricity was instant, a violent jolt that made my knees buckle. "You spoke without permission."

“Get to work, now.” As much as they hated that he controlled them, he knew they couldn't do anything about it. If anything happened to him, he had given the order to release the video and ruin them– now he knew he couldn't ruin Elijah since his family oozed of old money, he could do damage to William– oh, the poor handsome young Alpha. “There's a tournament and the way I see it, you two are gonna lose in the third round. Get to work, or I swear to God you'll wake up on the fucking news!”

" It was a trap, I wasn't aware love, we got drugged, I swear. "Well, I don't believe you a single piece of shit Jacob, it's just that in the photos you see your erect member, it's that it disgusts me just thinking about it, a person who is not conscious, or who is not in a position to do anything, does not suffer an erection. Jacob got up from the floor, stared at me, it broke my heart to see his eyes full of tears, but what he had done was completely unacceptable.

Jacob’s POV The girl’s name is Calista Caitlynn, a nineteen year old omega. She speaks to me with enough wisdom and intelligence that not all women have, by her looks and her figure I even thought I could marry my son to her instead, only that she lacks the name for it. I could still picture how she gasped for air the moment I touched her, it felt like she wanted me to do more of that. She’s perfect as a whore, to be honest, but she’s even more perfect to serve.

What's two when you can just have three? If Elise can, So can you. As we move as a single unit toward Gabe’s room, she’s being carried in Tobias’s arms, but she appears to be floating, her eyes glazed over, mouth puffy from giving us oral. Her leggings are down around her ankles, the lower half of her body unable to keep still. Her breath shudders in and out and she whimpers, trying to wrap her thighs around Tobias’s waist, but the leggings prevent it from happening, so she kicks them off along with her panties and climbs his body, attacking his mouth as if for her very first breath.

"I suppose your feelings aren't as deep as mine. They're shallow. You always manage to make me doubt your emotions." As Jacob began to distance himself, Stefani quickly stepped forward and grasped his arm, urgently stating, "You're misunderstanding, Jacob!" Jacob turned to face her, his expression devoid of emotion, as he observed the gentle touch of her hand. "Is that truly the case?" Stefani attempted to explain that her embarrassment stemmed from the fact that people overheard what he called her. However, she ultimately remained silent, unable to articulate her thoughts. Jacob's perspective had validity; there was nothing inherently problematic about him calling her like that, as they wer

He clenched his jaw so hard the muscles twitched. His voice broke as he choked out the words. “But Jacob is dead. There was no way I could make that kind of money in such a short time. Elsa didn’t want to drag me down. She slit her wrists.” Winter felt her scalp go numb. Her fingers found the lighter on the ground. She closed her hand tightly around it. “I exposed that club because Jacob exploited countless underage boys and girls,” she said steadily. “I did it to save more people. As for his death, that was the result of his own actions. It has nothing to do with me.”

“Respect would have been silence.” Before I could speak again, Jacob’s hand shot forward and grabbed Elias by the collar, pulling him close enough that their foreheads nearly touched. “She is mine,” Jacob said, his voice dark with obsession. “You do not look at her. You do not call her name. You do not even think about her. If you do, I will tear the thought out of your mind myself.” I stepped forward quickly, placing a hand on Jacob’s arm. “Please, let him go. He didn’t mean anything harmful.”

He wanted them to know how exceptional his lover was, and how Jacob had given up on her deep and passionate love. … Meanwhile, at Ford Corporation, Jacob was sitting quietly at his desk. Even though he was sitting upright, there was a palpable yet inexplicable chill radiating from his body. On his screen was the photo Elijah had posted to show off. Twitter's algorithm had even "kindly" shown him the couple photos that Liesel had posted of them. In Elijah's blatantly boastful caption, "The fairest princess gave me a one-of-a-kind present," the part about the present was clearly a dig at him.

Edwardo was looking down, glued to his phone. -------------------- All he'd done was scroll through Instagram after work like he always did, when he saw his favorite model had posted a new set of photos. Edwardo wasn't sure what prompted this person to follow him, after all he just posted basic sunset and landscape pics, but this person was an amazing artist! He was quick to follow them back, and seeing new posts from them always made his day. He wasn’t one hundred percent sure what gender this person was, but he thought they looked very effeminate. They wore an omega collar in every picture, so they were probably an omega, right? The vast majority of omegas were female, right? He tried to t