Jake Peralta X Reader Novels & Stories

“No, Jake. I didn’t come here specifically to see you. There’s something that I needed to do, so I had to come back here with my husband” He glanced at the man before me, and back at me, his brows furrowing in confusion. “Husband? You’re married?” I opened my mouth to talk, but Xavier beat me to it. Bringing me closer to him, with his hands on my waist, he gave a challenging look to Jake. “Yes, she’s married. And I’m her husband, Xavier Lucious, alpha of the Halfmoon Pack, which I’m sure you already know” Jake looked dumbfounded, almost like he couldn’t believe what he was hearing. “You can’t get married, Kira. We’re…you’re my mate. You can’t get married to another man!”

Kim has gifted her a new set of oil paints, as for Shayne, he gifted her a bunch of chocolates wrapped like an Easter egg, Jake’s was a book of hundred ways to deal with an alpha and Dan’s gift was a hundred ways to deal with an alpha in bed comprised with a number of s*x games and positions. “ these are very interesting,” said Thalia as she giggled flipping through the book that was later snatched by Carter who pointed to a fairly exciting pose and said, “ I like this one.” Heat rushed to her head as she embarrassingly glared at him. “ Don’t be stupid.” “ why? Does it look fun? Don’t you want to deal with your big bad alpha?”

I wore a short pleated skirt and a cropped tank top with no bra, exactly as his morning text had demanded. The car ride was torture. Alex drove while Jake sat in the passenger seat. I was in the back, legs slightly spread. Every red light, Alex’s hand would reach back, slide under my skirt, and tease my bare pussy with two fingers until I was biting my lip bloody trying not to moan. “Keep that cunt wet for me,” he’d murmur when Jake wasn’t looking. By the time we reached the mall, I was dripping down my thighs. We wandered through stores together at first. Jake was focused on sports gear, leaving Alex and me to “browse” clothing. Alex stayed glued to my side, his hand brushing my ass, whispe

Lena explained her ideas clearly and showed some files on her screen. In the living room, Jake and Ryan sat on the couch where they could see her. They stayed quiet at first. But after ten minutes, Jake stood up and walked to the curtain. He knelt down slowly so the camera could not see him. His hands touched Lena’s bare thighs under the table. Lena kept her voice steady as she spoke to her boss. Jake’s fingers moved higher. He pulled her panties to the side and touched her gently between her legs. She was already wet. His finger slid inside her slowly.

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.

And when he humped his hard on against her. He pulled away from her nipple with a pop sound. The grin on his face made her stomach churn. “Someone’s eager.” He chuckled. “Don’t worry. You’ll be getting some good Vitamin D soon enough.” One of them groaned. “Fucking hell, Jake. You are so corny.” Jake. That was the name of the guy that would get to violate her first. “Fuck you.” He snarled. “How about you keep your mouth shut and get a good angle?”

The side door was unlocked and he closed it behind him. Loud music was coming from his bedroom, and he envisioned Melanie dancing to the beat. The last six months had been good. She’d moved into his bedroom immediately, and Jake felt domesticated. He was now on retainer for the Road Warriors but also sort of part of their club. He had a good life in Reading. He also did some off-the-books work for Dominic Vittori on the side, and they’d kept in touch. Jake opened the door and stopped short. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Melanie was on her hands and knees, the man standing behind her, thrusting into her hard. The animal skull on his shoulder betrayed his identity. Fucking asshole.

But I hated myself even more for letting him. As much as I despised him, I couldn’t deny the truth in his words. I had failed. Jake hadn’t even glanced at me the way he looked at Ayla, and the thought made my blood boil. What did she have that I didn’t? She was an omega, for god’s sake—a nobody. But maybe… maybe I was going about this the wrong way. Jake wasn’t the kind of man to be swayed by words or tears. He was an Alpha, powerful and dominant. He needed something more.

“Nothing. A total rarity. Usually I try to visit Maddy on Sunday, but she’s still in Switzerland, and having a lot of fun. She says she’s been totally untouched by the scandal there.” “That’s great, Jake .” She could see the relief on his face and it made her feel the same feeling, swelling inside of her. She knew how much he loved Maya, knew even more now. She felt as though she could feel his emotions sometimes, as though her own matched his. Jake was enjoying Kalia’s newfound boldness in bed. Even now she was sitting up with her breasts bare, acting as though she hardly noticed. He noticed. She was truly the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen naked. And he had seen his share.

I ask Jake while I watch Rhianna trying to suffocate the poor girl. “ L—Luna. ” He whispers under his breath. “ What? ” I detach my gaze from the scene and look at him instead. Jake’s body jolts up as if he breaks out of a trance. A grave emotion swirls in his eyes when he fixes his gaze on me. “ Alpha’s mate. Britney Carl. ” He lets out, creases appearing on his forehead. For a brief moment, I stare at him, feeling dumbfounded. Then, my head whips in Ryker’s direction.