Junkrat X Reader Novels & Stories

I mutter underneath my breath. Ronan laughs softly behind me, still in his white tank top and black sweats. Malachi is shirtless in white shorts. I am surrounded by three sex gods who are my brother’s best friends. It can’t get more scandalous than this. “What’re you reading?” I ask Jaxon. Without looking up, he lowers his glasses and peeks over them. “A book.” I roll my eyes. “Yes, a book on what?” He closes it and sets it down on the glass table beside him.

Chapter 4 Autumn’s POV “Why do you keep fighting this when your body clearly wants me?” I asked the second the door clicked shut behind the last guy who left us alone again, my legs still shaky from how hard he had fucked me last time. I stood there in nothing but his cum drying on my thighs, staring him down while my pussy throbbed with need. Jax ran a hand over his scarred face, looking more tired than angry for once. “Because your father sold out my brothers for cash. One of them is six feet under because of his games. I can’t just forget that even if your tight little cunt is begging for round two.”

Jace snickers before grabbing both sides of my head and continues to fuck my face. I am most definitely filled full to the brim, and being well used at this moment, and well, I couldn’t be happier. My body is buzzing with desire, no pun intended, as all three of my holes are impaled. I never imagined that I would find myself in this kind of position, I’ve fantasized while reading dark romance books, but never in my wildest dreams would I have thought it would happen in real life. It’s a good thing that I’ve read books with this kind of stuff in it, because this is not for the innocent, let me tell you. I’m on cloud nine at the moment as I stare up at Jace. We keep our eyes on each other whil

Jaxson doesn’t want to see her go and stood there looking at the other side clenching his fist. The next day, Charlotte and her mom moved to a new house in the other part of the town. They didn’t tell this to anyone and after a few days Charlotte found out that she’s pregnant when she starts to have morning sickness. Obviously, she know it’s Jaxson's baby, they had sex after they took bath in the ocean and Charlotte asked him to continue instead of taking out during the climax as she’s drowned in the pleasure.

Not able to look at him again, I kept my head down as I rushed past him, grabbing the door handle. “Charlotte,” He called out, and I froze, knowing I hadn’t told him my name. “Does my nephew not satisfy you? You have to consider hiring an escort?” “Nephew? What do you…” The blood drained from my face as I sobered quickly, finally recognizing the naked man I had just been pressed up against. Derek Moretti, Justin’s uncle. I had almost just kissed my husband’s uncle. “It would be great if we could pretend like I was never here,” I begged, my free hand shaking at my side.

Katrina I am Katrina Jones, 24 years of age. I am an independent woman. I started living on my own when my parents died two years ago. They died in an accident. I am living in my small apartment here in New York. I am in need of money to sustain my needs. Recently, I resigned to my job to apply as a personal assistant in Smith Enterprise. I will be having my interview tomorrow. Hopefully, I will get the job. **************

This book has stalker and captive themes. Sex scenes are consensual and with participants over 18+. Do not read if triggered. Jake She was made to suck my cock. She just didn’t know it yet. The moment I saw her, my hand reached into my jacket pocket, pulling out the tattered cigarettes. When I touched one to my lips, it would have only been fair if it had burst into flame without any heat. The concrete cool against my shoulder, I took the first drag, my eyes never leaving her as she bounded down to the platform, lugging a suitcase almost as big as she was behind her.

The groans grew deeper, rougher, and then I heard it clear as day. My name. “Lila… shit, fuck yeah Lila, just like that you thick little cumslut.” My knees nearly buckled. It was Jax. That pierced tattooed mechanic who always looked like he could ruin a girl in the best ways, voice all gravel and need as he kept stroking. I pushed the door open a little more, quiet as I could, and the sight hit me like a punch to the gut. Jax stood there in the cramped space, pants shoved down around his muscular thighs, his thick cock out and rock hard, veins bulging along the shaft as he worked it with one big tattooed hand.

“Please… I can’t. Not again.” Tank didn’t talk much. He just stared at her like a price he'd been gifted, already palming the bulge in his dirty cargo pants. The big man was easily six-five and built like a fridge. Jax sat down in one of the chairs, legs spread, and lit a cigarette. “Strip her.”

Written by: Jesudamilola Abiola✍️ Genre: Erotic, trilling romance and suspense 👙Katrina POV👙💋 “What? 250 days? 12 hours per day? Do you want to kill me? Do you want me to live my whole day having sex? When will I have a time of my own??” I flared He smirked “Why would I kill you? Well, if you don’t want it like that, reduce the amount and I’ll reduce the days;” he said