Jake Peralta X Reader Novels & Stories

Asteria POV. Sitting in the living room of the packhouse. Javier has entered freshly changed with his Beta Liam. Javier sits opposite to us with Liam sitting next to him. “You said you had some questions?” Javier asks, and I take a breath as I get comfortable. “Yes, I want to know if Perla ever shifted into a wolf or if you ever shifted into a siren?” I ask him and he looks from me to his Beta and he turns back to me and shakes his head as he leans back, resting his foot over his knee.

The sensation was almost too much to bear, sending waves of pleasure rippling through my body as I struggled to maintain my composure. Jake’s lips curled into a knowing smirk as he watched me, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction at the sight of my arousal. He knew exactly how to push my buttons, how to tease and tantalize me until I was aching with longing for his touch. I whimpered softly, unable to contain the desperate hunger that burned within me. “She likes it slow, Page. She likes it when you rub her clit slowly while one finger teases her hole.” Jake said, sending a shiver of anticipation streaming through me, my body responding instinctively. My breath caught in my throat, my heart p

I loved Jake in this one. Jake: of course you did. Author: Rolls her yes and plots Jake's death. Tara:*Hits author on the head as author collapses. Anyway thanks for reading. Please vote, read, comment and share. Until the next chapter... -Daisy

“Please. My ex already told me I’m boring in bed… he said I just lay there like a dead fish. So no, I don’t sit around dreaming up your perverted bullshit. Not that it’s any of your business anyway.” Jake stood up in one smooth motion, closing the distance in two long strides until he was right in front of me, towering, so close I could smell the clean sweat on his skin mixed with that musky scent that screamed sex. Heat poured off him in waves. “Boring? That little prick must have been fucking blind and stupid. Look at you standing here, Laura. All prim and buttoned up on the outside, but your cheeks are flushed, your breathing’s all shallow, and I bet if I reached between those pretty thig