Jasper Whitlock Fanfiction Novels & Stories

When I finished unclasping my bra, I threw it away and I saw Flint's intense stare. "Now touch yourself for me..." he instructed. I lied back, still holding the phone so he could see me. "Touch yourself for me, JV," he repeated. I slid my fingers inside my panty and slowly traced my entrance, the same way he traces mine whenever he does it. "I'm so hard for you, babe..." I played with my clit and imagined it was Flint doing the wonders. "Oh..Flint..." "You like it?" "Yes.... but I like it more if it's your tongue on me," I mumbled.

he leaned in closer barely holding himself not to to touch her She looked away because she can’t look him in the eyes and tell him a lie because she’s just figuring out how to move on and forget about him and if only the wet dreams she sees him in ceased but she needed him to go now “Yes, please” she said in a stutter “Your wish is my command” a smirk curled the corner of his luscious lips; his hand flat on the counter behind her he leaned just closer to her his breath fanning her ear as he whispered “Careful not to moan my name when you fuck him though” With that being said Lucas pulled back and walked out of her apartment and closing the door behind him, Jessica’s feet no longer held her

“Are you alright, dear? You never call so late? What’s wrong?” “Uh, I ah…” I scrambled to find an excuse. “You didn’t tell me you w-were going on a t-trip.” “I’m sorry about that, honey. It was so abrupt, and your brother offered to tell you about it.” Jasper leaned low to lick a stripe around the head of my cock. I bucked, a strangled shout leaving my throat as the purple tip was swallowed into his mouth. Oh god, oh god, oh god. He was trying to kill me. Fuck.

Elder Adam looks at me like I have lost my mind. When I finally stop laughing, I stare him straight in the eyes, “Rain Stillwater is my mate. Not only that, but she rejected Jordan Reed. Soon, I will mark her. And you know what that means, right?” Elder Adam’s face turns pale. “Go back to whatever hole you crawled out from, and tell her that I am coming.” “I don’t know what you are talking about.” I narrow my eyes. “I will destroy her, even if it costs me my life. I will destroy her, just the way she tried to with me.”

“Now that you have gotten what you wanted, you want to ditch me and go back to Quinn.” The silence afterward felt endless. Jasper didn’t speak. I could see the quiet restraint in his eyes. Suddenly, he grabbed the whiskey bottle again. “I loved you,” I snapped emotionally. “I chose you!” Jasper laughed quietly. The sound sent chills through my body. “You didn’t choose me,” he corrected, “you always wanted what was hers.” His eyes darkened. “And deep down.. I know you are hiding something worse.” Tears burned my eyes instantly. This time, they were fake.

His threat was all too clear, his eyes darkening with menace. Reluctantly, I whispered, "I, Flora Evers, future Luna of the Whitewood pack, reject Bryan Knight, the future Alpha, as my mate." My voice was a shaky whisper, and my knees buckled from the weight of my decision. I struggled back to my apartment, my tear-filled eyes raised to the night sky, the moon and stars silently bearing witness to my sorrow.

Then after everything, we waited, for what felt like forever to hear anything, just something from you, but you never reached out to either of us. We lost you that day, our best friend since we all were like five years old and met in our first class together. Few years ago, after the war with the rogues and hunter, Jasmine found out she was mated to Jake! The quarterback from when we were in high school, so she moved to Cresent Moon.

I whispered. His whole body went still—so still it felt like the air froze with him. He stared at me like he hadn’t heard right, like the world had tilted sideways. And maybe it had. Because saying it out loud felt like ripping out my own heart, flattening it between us, and pretending I couldn’t feel the pain. My voice dropped, barely a breath. “Just do it, Ethan. You know you want to. I went on for years saying how we were mates or did you forget? How you snarled each time how you cussed at the thought of it?”

He said and this shocked me greatly. Fate must be really playing monopoly with my love life. Because why else would I have to be mated to someone that falls under the category of what I hate most at first? And now, I mustn’t let her go too far from me. What kind of silly and intertwined bond is this? That did not lessen my hatred for Amelia though. I only seem to hate her more as each second ticks on. “Are you done daydreaming?” Jasper asked leaning leisurely against the counter and sipping tea. It’s like he’s watching a movie watching me.