Junkrat X Reader Novels & Stories

Of course, hearing Roberto's voice brought Hayle back to her senses, and she suddenly thought of pushing the man's body until their lips unlinked. Certainly getting rejected by Hayle and because of what made it suddenly stop. Jaxter felt very angry and even could kill anyone who disturbed his addiction. Roberto saw his master's sinister gaze and realized he had made a big mistake, quickly closing the apartment door as fast as possible. When Jaxter looked at Hayle with his fierce gaze, Hayle immediately bit her lip. She knew that this man might come back and do what he did before."I'm hungry!" Hayle said directly, before the man pounced on her like a wild wolf. This made Jaxter stop immediate

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.

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

Readers should be aware of explicit sexual content, intense BDSM themes with a focus on power imbalance, graphic depictions of physical and psychological domination, extreme kink practices including bondage, cock torture, edging, sounding, electro-stimulation, fisting, watersports, double penetration, nipple clamping, ball busting, and deep throat training, strong verbal degradation and humiliation, potential triggers related to authority figures and forced submission in a fantasy context, public exposure risks, sensory overload from sweat and bodily fluids, emotional distress from forbidden dynamics, and the presence of prolonged overstimulation and post-orgasm continuation, all of which ma

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. **************

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.

He wanted his mate and since she wouldn't give herself to him, he killed himself to send one last pang of pain along the mate bond. I feel like saying something but i don't. The story is awfully tragic and i'm sure Mr Bravlov wouldn' t appreciate it if i asked him about Jula and her other love interests, that is if she had any. "It's almost midnight Janette." The way he says it makes me feel there's something else he expects us to do at this time so i cock an eyebrow up and look at the man on the bed. He chuckles, one of his low throaty chuckles and moves over on the huge bed.

They look like a king and queen. They sit farthest away, reserved, but he radiates power. All these men do, and I sink lower in the booth, feeling intimidated. Lena takes my hand and nods, making me feel a little better. Until I peek up again and see the hazel-eyed man still staring deep into my soul, a small smirk twisting his lips. I look away and scoot closer to Martin. “I should let you know, brother,” Jax says. “I found my mate,” he tells him.

The elevator dinged past floors—slow, indifferent. Jax broke away just long enough to gasp against Ronan’s mouth, voice wrecked. “Fuck the league.” Ronan’s hand shoved under Jax’s hoodie—palm sliding up fever-hot skin, feeling the violent shudder that ripped through Jax’s frame. “Fuck the league,” Ronan echoed, voice so rough it barely sounded human. The doors slid open on ten.

She sucked them clean without hesitation, tasting her own arousal, salty and sweet, while Rico watched with hooded eyes. "On your knees," Jax commanded, his tone leaving no room for argument. Elena dropped eagerly, the rough carpet biting into her skin as she knelt between them. The room spun a little from the rush, and her dress hiked up around her waist, exposing her bare pussy to the cool air. Jax unzipped first, his cock springing free, thick, veined, the head already glistening with pre-cum. She licked her lips, leaning forward to take him in her mouth, but Rico was right there too, his jeans hitting the floor in a rush. His cock was just as impressive, long, curved slightly, with a thi