Novel & Cerita Jinx X Reader

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.

Please do not let it be him. But deep down, in the trembling, traitorous center of me, I already knew the truth. ShadowKing was Jax. And tomorrow, when the guilt had settled into my bones and the daylight tried to shame me back into purity, I would likely open the app again. Because some hungers do not care how many times they have already cost you everything. They only demand to be fed. I curled tighter into myself, the golden scar glowing steadily against my palm, my body still slick and aching with the memory of his words. Sleep felt impossible because the echo of his promises and the terrifying knowledge of who waited on the other side of the screen filled my head...

It was better than sitting here feeling like he was forcing the tom to give too much away for his sake. "Lexi, do you want to be with me? Do you want me to fuck you?" Jinx blurted out as he started to unzip his tight charcoal-colored jeans. "Um, yes?" The demon was trying to follow where this was going. "Will you feel better after we bounce our bodies together?" Lexi was happy to see a little of the tightness disappear from Jinx's posture as he laughed. "Who wouldn't after a good bouncing, but no, it's just my secret. I can't think of another way to do this."

I stroked her hair, "Love is a weakness that only brings trouble and I cannot allow myself to be weak. You're so unlucky to have me as your mate." _______ Jinx's pov I felt a warm touch on the surface of my skin, caressing me softly, stirring me awake from my sleep. "Where am I?,"I muttered fluttering my eyelids open. "Good morning Jinx." I squinted hard and saw him sitting right beside me. I was paralyzed by his perfection that I didn't realise I had been staring for too long until he said, "You can do more than just watch, little mouse," He chuckled "Calhoun?" I heaved, the events of last night flooded my head and I hopped out of bed to keep as much distance between us as the room allowed.

Zharn's mother smiled from the other side of the table next to her husband and first child. "Indeed." His father curtly replied. "Thank you." I gave my brightest rehearsed smile, hoping it looked as good as it did in my dresser's mirror. I sat down, placing my purse on my lap, and Zharn sat next to me. "Before I forget, I got you something." "You can't have anything I like except for your ginger hair." She replied coolly. "What about a book by Jamilla Coover, the final book of this Break Me series?" I raised up the black and purple popular mystery thriller novel.

He dressed leisurely, letting her eyes feast jeans hugging his ass, shirt stretching over his chest before leaning down for a bruising kiss, tongue claiming her one last time. Drop your own fantasies here, readers. Tell me in the comments: What would you do if you were Zelda right now? Begging for more? Spill your dirtiest reading experience, did this make you cum untouched? Soak your panties? Drop it below, and maybe I'll write your next obsession. With a wink, Jax sauntered out, door clicking shut, leaving Zelda alone in the sunlit bed sated, teased, and utterly craving. The air hummed with possibility. What’s your fantasy? Share it now.

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.

Will I feel jealous if he touches her? “I am happy for him to join, yes.” Roxy's reply is accompanied by her lips kissing me. My moans get louder as Jackson walks over, climbing on the bed. His lips press against mine as hers keep moving down. It feels unusual. I can feel her lips getting closer to my core, his hands grasping my breasts. Her lips are finally reaching my pool of moisture; she is slowly stimulating it with her tongue.

The silence in the penthouse was deafening. Raven sat curled in the corner of the couch, her knees drawn up against her chest, Jaxon’s phone call with Zane still echoing in her ears. "Tell me, little sin, are you his partner? Or his prisoner?" The words had slithered into her skin and stayed there, coiling tighter with every second that passed.

"Really? Well, I think you should take the mangas to your room." "Jayden wouldn't let me," she groaned, rolling her eyes. "He told me to read it here because he doesn't trust me with his precious mangas." I jumped in, improvising a lie. "Yeah, she actually misplaced two of my mangas and poured hot coffee on one. I'm starting to think she's doing it on purpose." Liz chuckled, seemingly buying the excuse. "Okay, understood. Read that manga quickly and go back to your room. I'll come check up on you later."