Novel & Cerita Ratchet X Reader

He searched frantically for the wraithstone but it was nowhere to be found. His eyes landed on Rael’s still body, lying face-up in the grass, drenched by black rain. That old witch! How dare she help Rael claim the stone! A low growl rumbled from Archibald’s throat. He would tear Rael's chest apart and rip the stone out of his heart. He lunged, massive paws pounding the ground, claws stretching as they pounced, but just as his claws grazed Rael’s chest, Rael’s hand shot up at the speed of lightning, catching his paw.

Chase warns him. “The weird little thing I couldn’t figure out has shown its purpose. It’s positioned perfectly at my clit, and it’s sucking while Hudelone rails into me. Heat burns through my bones, and I’m silenced by the pleasure that builds,” Jax reads aloud with a grin. “Okay, stop reading the fucking book!” Chase laughs, shaking his head as he walks off. “I’m reading them all. Every single one of her books,” Jax smirks, clearly enjoying himself.

Nick teased, but his voice was too strained and gruff for it to sound like a taunt, he was just ridden with arousal and looking to spice things up with dirty talk. Since meeting them, I found out that I was insanely stimulated by dirty talk, so I didn’t mind it; in fact, I welcomed every single bit of it. “That’s no surprise; she’s a plaything after all; that’s all she’s good for,” Xander said from where he was seated, watching us with a hard-on that made my already stuffed mouth water even more; I didn’t understand why I was so thirsty for all three of them. “That’s why she deserves all of this,” Ace grunted, tightening his grip around my waist and ducking me even harder while my back arche

The man grabs my arms and stretches them over my head. "Here, handcuff her to the pipe," the gruff man says. The other men have since gone away. "No!" I scream. But the men don't listen to me. They cuff me to the pipes, and then they leave me without a word. All I hear are the dark noises of the warehouse. Including a squeaking noise coming from the floor. I swerve my body to look, and there I see RATS! A horde of rats running

Rachel is married and straight. At least, that’s what she keeps telling herself. But Kristen, her bold and sexy new neighbour, doesn’t play innocent. She watches Rachel like she owns her, talks like she knows exactly what Rachel needs. And the moment Kristen spreads her thighs, Rachel stops pretending. She wants what no man ever gave her. She craves Kristen’s pussy. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••

Soon everywhere became noisy with voices and laughter, that was until there was a bang against the metal rod that formed the bunk. "Well, you just met Ratchet" Someone whispered from the bunk opposite from me, then later peering from the book she held in her hands. She wore a singlet and she had short-hair, the tips that were somewhat dark purple. But her eyes were calmer, plus she was reading a book I presumed was science fiction. "Ratchet?" I echoed with an exhale as i sunk into the poor state of the mattress. For a moment there, i scoffed with a smirk before i found myself navigating each corner of the large room of convicts.

At first I was shocked but soon enough I couldn't help myself and reciprocated the kiss. " I don't know okay. I just know I'm drawn to you as much as I'm drawn to Leon and Layla. It is also in a legend written by my ancestors. ( There will come a queen to rule the three realms, she'll be mated to three, a witch,a vampire, a werewolve, together they'll bring piece and unity but not before chaos.)Also I can read thoughts."

“But when you met Mr. X, you thought you might just have found a place for a Renaissance Man?” “Yes,” I acknowledged as our waitress arrived with our food. “Before we eat, I’m going to freshen up,” Rachelle said. “Feel free to start without me. You gotta get your strength up. You’re driving next.” “Alright,” I said, a little disappointed that since she was going to nap when we got back to the vehicle, that me learning about what got her to join Control would have to wait.

I thought about Casper saying I won’t fight for space in a heart that’s already been claimed and what it meant that he had seen it when I had not yet let myself say it. I thought about everything. Then I looked at Dexter Hart standing in the middle of my room in the dark at midnight with his hand still in his hair and his face completely open and nothing managed or constructed or strategic in his expression at all. “Dexter,” I said. “Yeah,” he said. Quietly. Like he knew what was coming. “That is still not enough,” I said. Something moved through his face. He held it. “I hear you saying what you want,” I said. “But want is not the same as ready. And I have been down the road of believing som

And through it all, Damien kept her close, reminding her who she truly belonged to with every touch, every thrust, every whispered command. The tension was spiraling dangerously out of control. Jake was getting closer to the truth with every unanswered message. The blackmailer had eyes everywhere, capturing their most depraved moments. And Raven’s addiction to her stepbrother’s ruthless cock was destroying her life piece by piece yet she couldn’t stop craving more.