Jake Webber X Reader Novels & Stories

We pull apart and I stare pridefully at them, three brothers, just like four years ago except we have come so far and we are not the same people anymore. "How's the study going?" I ask Jake and he shrugs casually. Jake is doing his masters in web designing and networking at Stanford University and has been gone for months because he got a job close to the university and he only returned to be at my wedding. "It's really going great, Taylor." I give him a deep double meaning look before asking, "Is there a girl you want me to meet?" A blush appears on his cheeks and nod. "Her name is Blake, Blake Noble."

Laying me on the bed, he crawled on top of me and kissed my swollen lips. "Jake has waited long enough for this, tonight, he would claim his mate," Lucian whispered "Who is Jake?" I asked. "My wolf," he said, smiling. "Mine is Lana, and she already loves Jake," I replied. He grinned and captured my lips again. His lips trailed down my neck, then below taking a bite of my nipples, I yelped and clawed his shoulders raking them with my nails drawing blood. It was hard to point out where his hands and lips were. They seemed to be everywhere on my body. Not an inch was left unexplored. He was taking his time.

Aria froze in her spot rather than bailing out for she was lost in the maze of his eyes. He was standing by the counter, the shop owner merely affected by his presence. Jake had a frown on his face and his lips twisted from time to time while he complained to Kai about how the magazine and its articles were affecting him; nonetheless his charm never declined. "You should see my w******p!" Jake hissed. "It is flooded with messages from random girls. I feel like my number has been leaked. Just look at the mass messages I have received ever since the launch of this new issue. I suspect they have mentioned my number too."

I asked, my voice coming out breathier than I intended because just being near him made me imagine dropping to my knees right there in the dirt and sucking his cock until my throat bulged. He wiped his hands on his jeans and turned fully toward me, his gaze dropping straight to my heaving tits and then lower to where my dress had hiked up. He didn’t even try to hide it. “Trails? Yeah, plenty. But a pretty thing like you shouldn’t be wandering alone up here,” he said, his voice deep and gravelly, already laced with filthy intent. “Name’s Jake. You the new folks in the big cabin?” “Yeah… I’m Lena,” I replied, not pulling my dress down. I let him look, my pussy throbbing as a fresh gush of wetn

air, I was breathless. “We should probably not, Connor’s right downstairs—” “He said to lock the door.” Jake’s hands slid under the shirt I was wearing, his shirt. “Which implies we can continue. As long as we’re quiet.” “Jake—” “Unless you want to stop?” His fingers found bare skin, sliding higher. “We can stop if you want. Get some ice for my face. Be responsible adults.” I absolutely did not want to stop. “Lock the door,” I breathed. His grin was wicked despite the blood. “That’s my girl.” We tumbled back onto the bed, and he stripped the shirt over my head in one smooth motion, revealing that I was completely naked underneath. “No underwear?” His eyes went dark. “Were yo

His smile was easy, like he already knew me. “You ever read this?” he asked, holding the book up. I glanced at the cover. “Years ago. Depressing, but brilliant.” He stood up fully. God. He was tall and lean but not lanky. His whole physique felt just… right. “Yeah, I think I’m in the mood for depressing and brilliant,” he said. “I’m Jake, by the way.” “Lena,” I said, and we shook hands. His grip was warm and firm.

She asked Jake, who was looking at one of the young female werewolves around. “He is not a good one. There are different bad stories of how he is a flirt and dangerous Alpha”, Jake whispered into her ears and again, Kayla took in a deep breath. “Fine”. “I think it’s time for me to mingle. I wouldn’t want father to suspect anything about us. You should do the same…you don’t want him realizing that you found your mates already”, Jake said and walked away. Kayla took in a deep breath and looked at Jason, who stood at the far end of the hall. He was quiet and sort of observant. Her heart was still in pain because of what he said to her a day ago.

The challenge in her tone was underscored by an undeniable spark, hinting at the depths of their connection. "Because I want to make sure you know, under no uncertain terms, I am unlike Blake or any other man, for that matter. I am Jake Crenshaw, and this is exactly what you get when you are my lady.” Jake said, his voice lowering to a sultry whisper. The heat in his gaze ignited a fire within her, leaving her breathless and wanting more.

Let's see how well you play when the pawn decides to move itself. She pushed open the heavy mahogany doors of the lecture hall, the sudden creak of the wood drawing a dozen heads toward her. She ignored them all, her dark eyes instantly sweeping the tiered seating until she found him. Jake was sitting in the very back row, his massive 6'6" frame slouched deeply into the wooden chair, his long legs stretched out under the desk. He looked rough, the dark circles under his eyes contrasting sharply with the residual, dangerous golden hue still rimming his irises. He was tracing a jagged line across the wooden surface of the desk with a pocketknife, his movements violent and distracted. He was wa

But it disturbed me that he did look worried, so I asked, "Who's that guy, Jake?" "He's from an ally pack close by. Looking for gossip to put on werewolf Internet. I'll show you how to access that." He wasn't speaking the whole truth. "One of your exes sent him, didn't she?" "Or one of yours," he replied.