Ratchet X Rivet Fic Novels & Stories

“Tilt your hips towards mine.” I rock my hips against his, slow at first, then fast as he stiffens even more while inside of me. My eyes are squeezed shut, and I feel like I might explode when a scream rips through the air. My eyes snap open. “Shit!” Riven’s features turn from ecstasy to horror as he slips himself back into his pants. Our legs fumble over each other as he disentangles himself from me. We scramble to get dressed and I as I pull my sweatshirt over my head, I ask, “Do you think that’s one of them?”

He snatches his phone and quickly types “ And if he hurts you Tank and I will kick his ass.” I have to laugh at that. “ Thank you, Ratchet. I’m scared but I will try. I need to talk to him.” I said. He types “ I got you girl.” Ratchet holds his arms out to me. I have no problem going in them. Like Merigold, and Speed, Ratchet is a hugger. I pull back to see Goof standing there. He smiles at me and signs to Ratchet. “ You trying to steal my girl, brother?” Goof asks. We all laugh because we know that is the farthest thing from the possible. Ratchet is a great married guy to a man. I am not even in his orbit. Ratchet signs and Goof translate for me “ No, brother, just watching out for my sist

Raven and Christopher were both worn out and they fell asleep in no time. ************************ This is an extract from my book; A deal with the billionaire. You can check the app to read the full story.

Raven reached for his belt, her hands trembling with anticipation as she undid the buckle and pulled down his zipper. Jax's erection sprang free, hard and ready. Raven wrapped her hand around him, her fingers barely able to encircle his girth. He groaned, his hips thrusting into her touch. Raven stroked him slowly, her thumb circling the sensitive tip, eliciting a low growl from deep in his throat. Jax's hands found hers, stilling her movements. "I need to be inside you," he rasped, his voice thick with desire. Raven nodded, her body aching for him. He positioned himself at her entrance, his eyes locked with hers as he slowly pushed inside.

The internal war was written all over his face — straight boy versus the aching hard-on he couldn’t hide. I let my gaze drop pointedly to the obscene bulge in his shorts again. My own cock was already starting to fill, heavy and interested beneath the towel. “Oh well,” I sighed, pulling my hand back slowly, deliberately. “Since you don’t want me helping, maybe I should just leave. I don’t feel like getting hard for the second time tonight.” The second my hand left his space, Riven’s fingers shot out and wrapped around my wrist — tight, almost desperate. His grip was stronger than I expected.

His other hand rubbed her swollen clit and squeezed her leaking tit, spraying milk over the railing. Raven shattered. She sobbed silently as a massive orgasm tore through her, squirting down her thighs and onto the balcony floor in hot, messy arcs. Her pregnant belly pressed hard against the railing as she convulsed. Damien followed right after, breeding her again with deep, grinding thrusts while biting down on her shoulder to muffle his own groan. They barely made it back inside before Elena called out asking if they wanted to join for a nightcap. Day 5 – Breaking Again

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.

Tonight, I would take control. Xander finally turned, his silver eyes locking onto mine. A slow smirk curled his lips, but there was no amusement in it—only something dark, dangerous. “You?” he mused. “Rejecting me?” I lifted my chin. “Yes.” I clenched my fists, gathering my courage. “I, Raven Roman, reject you, Alpha King Darius Xander Black, as my mate.” The bond inside me shuddered, as if recoiling in agony. A sharp, invisible pain lanced through my chest, but I refused to let it show.

He gestured: Come. My heart raced. What if Jax wakes up? But Riven's expression was insistent. Carefully extricating myself from Jax's arms, I followed Riven into the hallway. "Jax was angry," I whispered. "I don't care." Riven's voice was flat. "He needed—" "I need you too. And I was here first." The possessiveness shocked me. "Riven—" "Come with me. Now." ---

Riven barks, and the thought sends me over the edge. I come between two dicks. I come between two men I love. And they’re right there after me, grunting and thrusting and spurting inside me. They keep me pinned when they’re done. I love the warmth and the weight as we all catch our breath together. And finally, when we’ve gathered up our clothes and wiped down the mess we left on the wrecked sofa, Riven calls the police. It’s the first time they’ve ever really listened to me. But then again, it’s the first time I’ve ever really told them the truth.