Jinx 18+ Novels & Stories

I say, trying to come up with some kind of excuse, anything to get her to stop. Zoey leans over, pressing her breasts against my arm. “So, maybe we should go home. Then I could make you feel really good.” She whispers. I take a deep breath, trying to focus. “We shouldn’t be doing this Zoey.” I say, trying to regain my self control. “Why shouldn’t we? You aren’t really my uncle and I am nineteen. There is nothing wrong with two people having some fun together.” She whispers, hand going up towards my zipper.

"That's why I bought it." "Pink, huh?" Those eyes trace down lower, where the hem of my dress brushes my upper thighs. "Sweet baby pink." I squeeze—squeeze—my legs together. It's like going over the steep drop of a roller coaster. "I lied." I lean up to whisper against his ear. "They are pajamas." There's a harsh rasp in his throat—and then my world tilts. Cain turns my body and jerks me up against him, leaving my tiptoes scraping on the brick, my breasts plumped where they meet his chest. "You eighteen?"

“You guys actually did this.” Megan slung her arm around my shoulder. “Of course. You think we were going to let you just walk in like it’s any normal day?” Jonathan nodded. “Yeah, no. We don’t do normal around here.” Jimmy handed me a drink with an exaggerated flourish. “To the queen who has finally returned.” I laughed and clinked my cup with his. The music was cheerful, jovial, something off the playlist, known as Chaotic Vibes Only...which Jonathan claimed was relaxation by its own rights.

He pinned me harder against the wooden stand with his hips, letting me feel exactly how much this was affecting him. “That is one,” he rasped, pulling back just enough to admire the dark, perfect bruise already blooming. Then his mouth moved lower, tugging my sweater and bra strap down my arm until the swell of my breast was bare to his tongue. He marked me again—two, three blooming bruises in a deliberate line that no high-necked shirt would ever hide. I was shaking, soaked, grinding against the hard length of him through his jeans, desperate for friction. Grayson spun me around so fast I barely caught my balance. My front pressed against the wooden wall, my cheek against the cool surface.

I only stopped when I finally stopped smelling medicine in the air and bought a bottle of water from a vending machine, gulping down most of it. Even as I came to my senses, I heard the boy in my belly talking to me. [Mommy! Help! She's killing me… She's eating everything, leaving me with nothing!] Hearing that voice, I was finally sure that this wasn't a dream. It was real, and I had reincarnated. - In my last life, I was married to Zach Spencer for five years but we never had children until he told me about Tina. She was his childhood friend and a gynecologist, and she had a miraculous treatment that could induce pregnancy right away.

Jethro shook the small syringe in front of Gemma's face. "What is that?" Gemma shook her head honestly, not knowing what it was and unaware that it was meant for her. Jethro laughed when he saw Gemma's innocent expression and the desire burning in her eyes. He was obsessed with the syringe and said, "This is a new aphrodisiac that has just been developed and hasn't been released on the market yet. This drug is very expensive. But don't worry, it will make you feel comfortable without any side effects."

Kaelen rumbled softly. ‎ ‎"Sorry, Alpha," Jinx mumbled, looking ashamed. "I just... I drank from the stream near the north ridge. I was thirsty." ‎ ‎Kaelen’s hand stilled. His jaw tightened. ‎ ‎"The north stream," Kaelen repeated, his voice dropping to a dangerous register. "I told you that sector was off-limits." ‎ ‎"I know," Jinx whispered. "I'm sorry." ‎ ‎"Rest now," Kaelen commanded, smoothing the blanket. "Rhea will bring you soup. If you get out of this bed before I say so, I'll have you scrubbing pots with Celeste for a month."

Rexton grabbed my hair, pulling my head back so I could see the video of him hammering into me from behind. "Open that mouth for me, yesss, just like that," Jett hissed, stepping in front of me. He was already hard, a thick, pulsing vein running down the length of his cock. He didn't wait for my consent. He shoved himself past my lips, his hips slamming against my chin. I gagged, my eyes watering as the tip of him reached deep into my throat. I could see the digital version of myself doing the exact same thing on the screen.

' I shouted back at my wolf. 'With pleasure, Carson.' 'Wait! What?' Oh! FUCK! It was too late. I felt Jinx busting through. 'Jinx Wait! You don't want to scare her. Slowly remove the band-aid remember.' 'FUCK Gerry and his stupid band-aid analogy.'

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