Rick Grimes X Reader Novels & Stories

Jaxon POV My hands fly into his hair, gripping tight as he takes me deeper. His tongue drags along the underside of my length, and I curse through clenched teeth. He hums, and the vibration shoots straight through me. “Ryker...” I groan, breath catching as his fingers dig into my hips, holding me down. He moves faster, taking more, gagging slightly, and it wrecks me. I’m close, way too close, but I don’t want to stop. I don’t want to go back to reality. Not yet.

I struggle against them as they push their body up against mine until I hear his low warning rumble through his chest and vibrate against my chest. I stop struggling momentarily, my eyes snapping to his, fear now flowing through me, as I recognize the low growl of who has me pinned. I whimper a little as my eyes finally focus and I see the pure lust and want in his flickering eyes… Graves… He seems to smirk and then lean his head towards mine, I struggle one more managing to bring up my knee and connecting with his maleness. His grip on me falters just enough to allow me to struggle a little more and slip free.

“You decided to drag me away like a jealous ex? Did I miss something?” I took a breath to steady myself. “No. That’s not it. I met her gaze, voice lower now. “Ryker isn’t being honest with you. He doesn’t mean the things he says. He’s…strange. Dangerous.” Grace crossed her arms tightly over her chest. “Strange? Dangerous? Aren't Alphas always like that?” “Yes,” I said firmly. “I honestly don’t know how to explain you but…” “Maybe you’re not what I thought,” she said coldly.

He pulled me to him, running his hands over my perfectly toned body that belonged to him. "You're mine and only mine." I growled. Chris chuckled at my possessiveness then started removing my clothes. "Yes, Alpha." Chris whispered, making me moan at his submission. "This is for you. Ryker can never know about us, but we can find ways to be together." Chris removed my pants then slid his body up my back, laying a kiss on my shoulder then sucked hard on my mark. "Mine," he growled and I melted right into him.

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

Her body tightened and she felt her nails scratch Xan’s back. “Yes! Give me everything my Phoenix!” Xan said excited by the pain had inadvertently inflicted. “Xan...I...can’t .....hold on!” Grace moaned as another organism came. Xan was close, Grace’s moaning and wetness were driving him insane. “Come for me again! I am so close!” Xan said. Grace obeyed and screamed again as Xan released his seed into her. Xan felt his cock being milked for every last drop making him groan loudly. Grace and Xan then kissed each other tenderly.

Grace asked gently as we finished putting the packages back into the box. “Yes. No. Maybe? Actually, yes. Definitely, without a doubt, yes. Grace, I think I may be falling for him. But it's too soon to tell, right? What if I'm just infatuated with the image of Xavier that I've built up in my head?” I spoke quickly and without pause. "Well, you've been having graphic dreams about a biker named X for more than ten years," Grace said with a smile on her lips. I let out a groan and collapsed onto my bed, covering my head with a pillow.

He explained. "It might look like she's been hurt, but it is just the kind of behavior she wants to be treated with while being in an intercourse. It's her kink. Besides, the guy that you are seeing right now is my friend, Harold. He's one of the youngest rugby players and the captain at the state level of our Sacramento. It is just a role play that they are acting in. Outside the bedroom he's very knowledgeable and kind. Don't you wanna meet him?" He continued explaining until Gracie was convinced.

I giggled and said that it sounded devine as I crawled over into his lap and ran my fingers through his soft hair. "You little minx," he growled possessively and started kissing me roughly. Arram walked into the room and mumbled a soft, "oops, I'll shut the door." He quickly left as Grim kissed down my now bare chest and nudged me down on the couch. I could feel his hardness against my thigh and broke away from his mouth just briefly to say,"we should go upstairs." His lust filled eyes bore into mine and he mumbled,"the bed squeaks, we're fine here." He continued nibbling on my neck and my panties were soaked. I watched in sweet anticipation as he traveled over my navel. He glanced up at me