Riley X Huey Novels & Stories

“He smells like the big wolf from my dreams Mommy! Like a really really big wolf!” I swear my brain just stopped. Like someone hit pause. All I could do was look down at these two little humans who had my black hair and Riley’s freckles and my exact silver eyes staring up at me like I was the coolest thing they’d ever seen. My helmet slipped outta my hand and hit the floor with a loud clunk that made Harley jump and giggle. Riley came flying outta the bedroom in full-on panic mode, hair all messy, mascara already running down her cheeks from crying earlier. “Harley! Hunter! Get away from him right now babies please no no no—”

No bad vibes or anything – just nothing to say. “Well – I’ll be off, then,” he announced, then gestured with his eyes towards the joint dangling from his lips. “Unless you’d like a puff.” “No, I’m good, thanks.” “Alright, then.” And he strode back into the crowd, plinking away at his guitar. Riley was the last. I didn’t even see her coming. Just felt the stinging slap on my ass. “What up, BITCH!” she howled. I flinched, then glared over at her. “Hi, traitor.”

“He’s gone.” “Look at you. Glowing.” Riley smacked my arm. “Glowing and doing heroic shit for your cougar.” I rolled my eyes and gave her a playful shove. “Stop calling her that.” “Oh, come on.” Alex nudged me with his elbow. “You saved her career. You hacked a system, exposed a predator, and got the girl. That’s like… hot boy vigilante behavior.” “Is this what being loved looks like?” Riley said with mock sincerity. “Because it’s making me emotional.”

Without knowing what was going on in the office currently Riley walked out of the bathroom in Xavier's white dress shirt, drying her long hair that was still dripping wet. At the sound of the door opening, she glanced up to See Xavier by the door. She instantly stiffened Xavier on the other hand did not expect to see such a scene when he entered. Not only did Riley shower here, but she stood under the warm light of the room in his shirt. Her eyes seemed slightly teary and dazed His shirt was very large, and the collar shifted at this moment to reveal a large patch of snow-white skin. Riley felt burned by his gaze and consciously rushed to cover her own legs, flushing red at the awareness of

I scanned the crowd, debating whether to text her when her voice cut through the din. “Jaxon!” I heard her call out to me enthusiastically. I turned, my brow furrowing as I saw her walking toward me—with company. Beside her was Eric, a vaguely familiar face from some distant conversation which I had known through various meetings in the office. But it was the figure next to Eric that made my stomach drop. Riley. He looked different outside of the sterile confines of the office. Relaxed, almost. He wore a simple navy hoodie and jeans, his hair slightly rough as though he hadn’t bothered to style it.

Lydia said, picking up the cue. " Hey Beth, can you play?" Lydia asked.. " Nah , Riley's a pro." Riley's friend replied. " You're up for a challenge Riley?" Lydia asked and winked. Riley turned to look at me and I flashed her a smile. " Alright." Riley said, picking up a cue. " If I win , I'm gonna kiss you." Lydia said and grinned at Riley who stare at me like I'm the faulty one. " What if I win?" Riley asked.

Behind him, Riley—equally bare, nipples peaked from the cooler air, hair falling in damp strands over her shoulders. They didn’t speak. Didn’t need to. Hudson stepped in close, chest to my back, arms caging me against the counter. His mouth found the side of my neck—soft kiss over one of the fresh bruises he’d left. “You good?” he murmured, voice low, rough from groaning my name. I nodded. Couldn’t find words yet. Riley slipped around to my front, hopping up to sit on the edge of the counter between the double sinks. She spread her thighs just enough that I was bracketed by her knees, her heat close enough I could feel it.

Owen looked at Riley inquisitively. Riley’s face turned pale, and he looked up at Xander, seeking help. Xander smiled mischievously and said, “I think that’s perfect. Isn’t it Riley?” Riley’s eyes clouded with anger. “Excuse me.” He stood up instantaneously and dashed out. Xander resisted the urge to laugh. “What happened?” Owen looked at his retreating figure anxiously. “Perhaps he is shy.” Maya laughed softly. "I'll go check on him." Xander went out after him.

I clapped a hand over it, laughing nervously as heat flooded my face. “Oh, that? It's not a bite mark, ha, no way. Just a hickey. John's been getting a little kinky lately, you know how it is.” I tugged my collar higher, praying the flush of my skin hid the punctures beneath. Riley bought it instantly, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she nudged me. “Ohh, spicy! Tell me more. Does he go full vampire on you? That's hot. You two are goals.” She winked, turning back to the espresso machine without a second thought.

Look at you, princess, I thought, zooming in on one photo where his face was flushed. I glanced up casually across the room. There he was..Riley Delaney..sitting two rows over rigid in his seat. His usual confident look was gone. He kept shifting uncomfortably.I could practically see the sweat beading on the back of his neck A chuckle came from in my chest. No one else noticed, but I did. I knew exactly what was hidden under his hoodie and school pants. My childhood friend turned enemy,all laced up like a secret fucktoy. because I told him to.