Jinx X Fem Reader Novels & Stories

Janessya states. I whip my head around when she says Sapphire’s name. I knew she would see Lina, but I had no idea they were coming here. With the look on Arlo’s face, I don’t think he knew that Lina was coming here tonight, either. We follow Janessya to where she saw them at. My breath catches when I lay eyes on my precious jewel. Her hair has been curled and is flowing freely down her bare back. The shimmering silver dress drapes her body perfectly and is backless. It stops mid-thigh. The killer heels she has on makes her legs look fucking long, and my hands twitch to touch them. Riley walks over to her, and I can tell she is surprised to see us. I see the look of surprise when s

he demanded, his grip on her wrist tightening just enough to show he meant it. "Fuck, Ekko, just do it," Jinx panted, her voice a mix of defiance and need, her body trembling under him. That was all the encouragement he needed. He thrust into her deeply, filling her completely, setting a relentless rhythm that had her crying out with every stroke. He angled his hips to hit deeper, his hands gripping her thighs to spread her wider, the sensation intense and overwhelming.

He scoffs. "Excuse me? I pretty much started reading all kinds of books when I was three. I've known better!" She spat. "I don't have to be in love to experience and know how it works. Books make me feel those feelings whenever I want to, Mr.-I-have-Never-pursued-a-woman." Even if she can barely feel anything. Books still help her. Jin looks at the pile of books she has on the side of her bed. The boxes of appliances he had brought her are still untouched but that wasn't what caught his attention.

The grunts, moans, and screams instantly made me damp between my legs, and the room was filled with the smell of latex and cum. Xavier turned to look at us, well, at James. “Have fun,” he said with a sly grin, then ambled off and took a position in a wingback armchair near the fireplace, monitoring the festivities. A beautiful redheaded woman dressed in leopard print lingerie slinked closer and kneeled between his legs. She placed her cheek on his open thigh and said something to him. He lowered his head towards her for a moment, then looked away as if she didn’t exist.

“Fine. Two minutes. Then you let me out or I start screaming till your guards’ ears bleed.” Jax sat next to me, close enough that his knee brushed mine, and tapped the screen. The first video started. It was this girl with messy dark hair kinda like mine, laughing at the camera before things got heated. She looked… strong. Not broken. She was telling the guy what to do, pushing him back on the bed, riding him like she owned every second. Money flashed up on the screen after, like a paycheck number that made my eyes go wide. “See?” Jax said, voice low. “She started same as you. Single mom drama, shit boyfriend. Now she’s got her own place, pays for everything. Controls her scenes.”

It seems that Xander has been well endowed all his life. “That’s right, alpha. I have seen every inch of your ink” I tell him salaciously. His cheeks redden as his eyebrows raise. Happy to see that he is finally understanding the underlining meaning of my words I rise from the bed. When I spin around after swinging my hips for him to see the edges of the room are already fading. I blow him a kiss goodbye as he smiles at me.

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."

He stayed in, made sure it stayed. they stepped back. I just… collapsed. Limp , shaking, covered in cum, spit, sweat, tears, holes gaping and throbbing. My body was marked; bites on my tits, handprints on my thighs, dried streaks everywhere. Zane turned the phone so I could see. hit play. there I was. Bent over, face destroyed, holes stretched wide, cocks disappearing inside me, my own voice begging: “I’m your whore… please don’t stop… “Watch it,” Jax ordered, grabbing my chin rough.

My finger petted her cheeks. "This is how it should be, Rina." I slurred, drifting to sleep "And. . . Did I tell you that you’re better while sober? I didn't have to use Xanthex to get. . ." My words trailed off. I’d given in totally to the welcoming arms of sleep.