Tfp Ratchet X Reader Novels & Stories

Racheal rubbed it into her skin with a smile. In the afternoon they went to the library again. This time Racheal sat on the big desk with her legs wide open. Charles stood and fucked her while looking into her eyes. They kissed the whole time. It was slower and more passionate. He moved in and out gently, enjoying her warm tightness. Racheal wrapped her legs around him and whispered dirty things in his ear. “I am addicted to my stepson’s cock,” she said. “Every time you are inside me, I feel complete.”

JAKE’S POV After giving me the best blowjob of my life, Rachael suddenly pulls away and stands up slowly. Without hesitation, I grab her waist and lift her effortlessly. Her legs wrap around me as if they belong there. I carry her to the wall and pin her gently but firmly. My mouth crashes into hers and I kiss her with a passion I didn’t know I had in me. Her hands dig into my back, pulling me closer, and I feel her nails bite into my skin—a sweet pain that only fuels my desire.

He coughs again. “No,” she says firmly. The magic snaps tight like a noose. Raphael is dragged to his knees, gasping, his power buckling under its own weight. I feel it collapse inward, feeding back into him in violent pulses. His eyes finally meet mine and I say without hesitation. “End it." he's been a thorn in our relationship ever since I met Raven. She doesn't listen to me though, instead, she steps closer and crouches in front of him, her voice dropping to something almost gentle.

It was now time for our vows, and I couldn't stop myself from crying, because of what Xander was saying. “Rachael Hale. I have to admit that the moment I laid eyes on you, I wanted to make you mine. I might have gone about it the wrong way because I didn't know how to express my feelings to you. We had been through hell and back, you got shot, and that day was the worst day of my life.

However, I appreciate what she just did but it still doesn’t feel right. I stare into her eyes as I open the link to all of our clan mates. I am temporarily shocked that there seem to be more than I remember. But I cant let that distract me from doing what is right. “I Xander Stone, alpha of The Scarlet Light Clan, hereby accept Tika Heather Stone as my mate. From this day forth I promise to share the power of alpha equally until such a time that either of us leave this earth. We step up to share the duty as your brother and your sister” I state.

“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.

A flash of that night returned to him unbidden—her flushed cheeks, breathless gasps, the way she’d clung to him—and he scowled, downing the remainder of his drink in a sharp swallow. Raphael’s name lit up on the phone screen again, relentless. This time, Alexander picked up. “Xander, come downstairs,” Raphael’s voice was cheerful, underscored by the pulsing beat of club music. “I want to introduce you to someone.” Alexander pinched the bridge of his nose. “If it’s another woman, spare me.” Raphael laughed. “No, no, trust me. You’ll want to meet this one. She’s impressive. If you don’t, I might just keep her for myself.”

“Tell me. I can handle it.” Raphael studied me for a long moment, the kind of look that stripped away pretenses. His hand moved, almost absently, to adjust the throw pillow between us—fingers brushing my arm in the process. The contact was brief, accidental, but it sent a spark straight through me. Warm. Steady. Like an anchor in a storm I didn’t want to escape.

My scar pulsed faintly under my habit, as if remembering every time I had been marked by something supernatural. The words repeated in my head until they felt true. Drake had left me because I was only human, it's all making sense now. Now Lena was confirming that even this careful contract with Victor might end the same way. The money I took from Jax burned in my memory too. How could I ever stand next to a future king when my entire life was built on secrets and running?

“But maybe it’s time I learn to love who you’re becoming.” A long pause. Then she stepped forward and rested her forehead against his. Their bond surged—but not violently this time. Not possessive. Not desperate. Just there. Alive. Mutual. And Kael let it be. Let her be. But not all peace held. Deep beneath the estate, in the restricted library once guarded by five generations of Alphas, a figure moved through the shadows—swift, confident, familiar. Xander. He unlocked the vault with a drop of Kael’s blood—stolen from the bandages he’d discarded after training.