Ratchet X Reader Novels & Stories

She screamed into one of the pillows and I scraped a nail over the distended nerves. Raven thrashed as I kept a grip on her, her twitching body yielding to my touch. She sobbed and I felt her shudder. I didn't stop after she'd gotten her pleasure. No, I used her cum to keep her slippery for me and traced figure eight over her little nub.

I was exploding inside and I had no control over myself. "No." His hand forcefully grabbed my wrists to anchor my body to him. "I don't understand you Diana, but don't you feel the sparks whenever I touch you? Do you feel the same constant pull that physically brings us together? Do you see what I see when I peer into your eyes and feel the same emotions that you say I do not fully understand? It kills me when you feel the grief and guilt of a traitor that would kill you over instinct. If I must spend a thousand years trying to UNDERSTAND you, I will fucking try until there is no more spec of doubt in your mind. You must feel the same emotions that I feel. From the moment I sniffed your scen

“It’s his eyes, too. They’re a soft gray but they’re intense. Really intense. The kind that looks like they’re judging you without saying a word.” Lucas shook his head. “And you said you were terrible at writing fiction. Look at you, excelling at it and everything.” Elsa narrowed her eyes. “The more I look at you, the more I realize that Alexander is the universe’s way of creating a balance.” Lucas bent over, clutching his chest like an arrow had just gone through and groaned dramatically. “Relax with the jabs, El. That hurt.” She rolled her eyes. I stared at her like I was seeing her for the first time.

“I blinked, terribly flustered. “Uhm, okay. Great… sorry, I—I’m just having a terrible evening.” He pulled out the chair next to me, and as he sat, his knee brushed mine. “I know.” His voice had a silky quality that quickened my pulse. “My name is Malachar.” I was suddenly drawn to his gaze. “Rachel, but everyone calls me Rae,” I said after a beat. No matter how simple that introduction looked, a few beers and an unexpected deep conversation was all it took to make my life complicated. “I like talking to you.” “Me, too.” His pinky finger unconsciously looped mine over the table. “Has my standing improved… or am I still wikipedia?”

A part of me felt bad for the words I told Alpha Casper, especially with the way he showered me with affection and gifts. He was rushing things and it filled me with fear. Whenever good things are rushed, something bad ruins it. I just wanted us to take it slow. If Raphael frowned about our relationship, I couldn't imagine how the elders of his pack and the rest of them would react to it. I loved him deeply but our relationship was forbidden. An Alpha should never be caught with a low rank omega who hasn't even had her shift. In the heat of my thought, an idea struck me. I had a day and some hours left to pay Ricky's debt, what if I paid him using Alpha Casper's card?

Rhaena’s POV Jake stood over me with that same crooked smile he used to wear when he thought he had already won an argument. The room smelled like dust and old smoke. The chair creaked every time I tried to move. My wrists burned. My head still throbbed where he had hit me. The gag hung loose around my neck now, and the corners of my mouth felt raw. “I’m going to be a really wealthy man soon enough,” he said, arrogant, almost cheerful. He said it like we were talking about a promotion. Like this was a plan that made him smart instead of sick.

My stomach rolled with nausea, but I forced myself to move closer. He stayed completely still until I was right there. Then, he shifted his thigh, deliberately brushing it against my shoulder. This was insane. My heart battered against my ribs as I extended a trembling hand. This was actual insanity. My knuckles grazed the heavy denim of his pants. Riven Rykerthrone was completely out of his mind. The thoughts screamed in my head, loud enough to drown out the distant sound of forks meeting porcelain above us. My breath came in ragged, uneven shallow gasps.

Both of them touching me, kissing me—filling that aching desire I couldn’t seem to escape. Lucas drew back from my neck, and I whimpered, wanting more of his kiss. Of his sharp teeth, teasing at my skin. But the sound seemed to illicit something dark from Xavier. His hips bucked forward—strong and sudden—and I yelped for only a moment before his mouth was on mine. He kissed me hard, taking my mouth for his own. Tongue and teeth grazed my lips, and the world tilted around me. I felt long, nimble fingers move down my stomach as Xavier kissed me—as he started to move against me with strong, rhythmic hips, fierce and pounding.

Kendra motions us to have a seat, and then she takes out a large book from the shelves, we flinch as the book hits the table with a thud. Impatience is eating me raw, my fingers are practically itching at the thought of getting my hands on it. On the cover there is a one of a kind weird design, one that I’ve seen before, but where? I run my fingertips over it, trying to remember. And then it hits me, it’s the design from the compass pendant that Jasper gave Kylie.

Author Note: Hey readers, This book delves into the darker side of romance, featuring explicit language, scenes, and a fast pace romance intertwined with a stalker trope. Please be aware that the content is intense and may not be suitable for everyone. If you enjoy dark romance novels and want to stay updated, follow me to my F******k group, Tracy Readrats, for more insights and discussions. Happy reading! Tracy Raisel - POV