Jake Webber X Reader Novels & Stories

Marcus Kane stood in the pouring rain like a ghost from their old life, his expensive coat soaked through and his eyes locked on Elara with something far too intense. The words he had just spoken still hung in the damp cabin air like poison. Proof that Jax was involved in the murders. Elara’s heart slammed against her ribs as she stared at her stepbrother’s best friend and rival, the tech heir who had always lingered a little too long around her at family parties.

I checked. And then I saw him. Jace Steadman. Sitting on the large sofa with a book in hand. Glasses on. Sweater sleeves pushed up. Looking like a Christmas-themed sin. He wasn’t even pretending not to look at me this time. His eyes lifted the second I stepped inside, lingering for a beat too long, too focused — then he lowered them back to his page as if the damage wasn’t already done. My pulse tripped over itself. Lena nudged me. “Girl, relax. He’s just reading.”

she said. “Thanks.” “You’re welcome.” Normally, he would have smirked by now. Said something sarcastic. Nothing. He looked tired. Worse than tired. Like he had already made a decision and hated himself for it. Lisa slowly closed her laptop. “What happened?” Jake didn’t answer immediately. He looked at her for a second too long. Then leaned back in his chair. Like he was preparing for impact. When he finally spoke, his voice was calm. “Marry me.”

However. Jake chuckled, rubbing the back of his head. "This is so embarrassing... well... I guess "Who killed Midnight" has been well received by the readers... it's one of the first books I have written." Ryder fell off her chair. WHAT. THE. ACTUAL. FUCK!!!! N-n-no... No way!!! No fucking way!!!

His chiseled jaw, his dark eyes filled with unspoken intentions, and the way his hair fell messily when he raked his fingers through it started a whirlwind of lust and forbidden feelings. And suddenly the door creaked open! "Fuck!" I tried to cover myself. But I was a split second late. Jake was already there. "What are you doing, mate?" He asked, walking slowly towards me. "Jake," I found my voice raspy and cracking, and longing for him evident. "Let me help you." He sat beside me, removing my blanket, exposing my dripping wet pussy that was visible to his wolf eyes under the dim light of my night lamp.

Alpha Jake caught my gaze across the room, and I quickly looked away, but I could still feel his piercing stare. Why should I even care if he’s with that blonde anyway? I tried convincing myself that it didn’t matter—that it was just my wolf, messing with my head again. Yeah, that’s it. It’s just the wolf. I took a deep breath, trying to settle the storm of emotions that kept bubbling inside me, but I wasn’t fooling myself. Seeing Jake with Rebecca, his hand a little too comfortably placed on her waist, gnawed at me in ways I didn’t want to admit.

After that incident the tension between the two heightened. Gabby tried her best to avoid Jake. Jake is bad news. She can't afford to be involved with him. He is beyond her. Gabby is nobody and should remain that way. She’s a girl trying to hide from her horrible past, a past that she hopes never catch up on her. But then again you can never really avoid someone as determined as Jason Luke Anderson. He would just give up. The more she tries to stay away from him, the more challenged he gets. He loves challenges.

A text from Emma. “Heading home early. Party sucked. Be there in 20.” Jake’s eyes met mine, dark and wicked. “Looks like we have nineteen minutes to clean up and act normal,” he whispered, slowly pulling out. His cum dripped down my thighs onto the sheets. “But tomorrow night, Riley… I’m bending you over the kitchen counter while she’s in the shower upstairs.” He kissed me once more, deep and possessive. This was only the beginning. And I was already completely addicted.

Pulling a condom out of his pocket, Jake quickly sheathed his cock. He pulled me close again and whispered, “You want to go into the room underneath the deck or do you want to stay here?” “Why not just stay here?” I responded. I didn’t care if anyone saw. All I knew was that I wanted this man’s cock buried so far inside of me I could not remember my own name. Laying the lounger out flat, Jake moved me back on to it. He hoovered over me, kissing along my jaw and shoulder before taking my nipple in to his mouth. The bright sun shined down on me, adding to the heat that was already radiating across my body.

The rest of the readers in the queue couldn’t help but wonder who this handsome man was. “Quinn, come on. You’re a smart woman… you didn’t think I was just trying to be friendly with you, did you?” Jake replied, looking into Quinn’s shocked brown eyes. “Um… well, I-” Quinn stammered, her stomach going wild with butterflies. “I’m your number one fan, Quinn. I think I deserve that date,” Jake declared. “Come on… sign my book and I’ll wait for you until you're done.” Quinn was bereft of words. As much as she was fluttered, dating wasn’t something she was interested in. Besides, Jake was a billionaire… not every family was like the Ford family who accepted ordinary folk.