Ticci Toby X Reader Novels & Stories

There’s a shift behind me, the sound of something being uncapped, and then something cold and slick drips onto my asshole. Lube. My breath hitches as he works it in, his fingers sliding easier now, deeper. The stretch burns, but it’s a good burn, a needy burn, and I can feel my body loosening for him, my muscles relaxing despite the size. “Look at her,” Toby says, his voice thick with arousal. I can hear him stroking himself, the wet sounds of his hand on his cock. “She’s fucking begging for it.” Rico chuckles, his fingers pressing in deeper, twisting. “She is. And she’s gonna get it.” His free hand slides down my spine, pressing between my shoulder blades, pinning me to the mattress. “Stay

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My nose crinkles on impact. Abby rolls her neck and fixes me with a look I know all too well. “We’ve been mates. Pissing me off is just Toby’s kink.” “I love it,” he agrees, and I take a deeper gulp of my drink. “There’s something seriously wrong with both of you.”

His thumb brushed just beneath the curve of her breast, and she felt a shiver that had nothing to do with the temperature. “The skin here is perfect,” he murmured, his voice dropping lower. “Smooth. Responsive.” His eyes met hers. “You’ll feel every pass of the needle. Every vibration.” Raya swallowed, her mouth suddenly dry. “I’m ready.” Tobi smiled, a real smile this time that transformed his face from handsome to devastating. “Let me get the stencil.” As he turned to prepare the transfer, Raya let out a breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding. Her skin still tingled where he’d touched her, and when she glanced down, she could see the faint blush spreading across her chest.

Staring into his bland gaze, Tobias rumbled, “Tanner, you know when to speak and when not to. You also know HOW to speak and how NOT to.” Tobias’ hand slid from Tanner’s chin to his shoulder. He traced Tanner’s exposed throat, down to his collarbone, lazily, then ended up at the shifter’s shoulder. The Alpha remained bent toward his head messenger. Tobias licked his lips slowly, his eyes fixed on Tanner’s Adam’s apple as he continued in a deep rumble, “Are you telling me the wolf with red eyes issued an Alpha cry?” he asked almost as sweetly as Misha had smiled at him less than two minutes ago.

“I will have you know that I am more than a pretty face, I am smart and I have a brain too. I have feelings, I hate it when women are downgraded to what their bodies can only offer. It makes me upset.” “And I prefer this kind of upset rather than the other one.” I replied her. “You are good for me.” She stated ads she kissed me. “How do you two do it?” Toby cool voice asked from the thresh hold of the bathroom, Tiffany was sitting on the toilet, thankfully with her pants up because Toby would have not left without a black eye if they were, something about that girl always made me violent in a bid to protect her or keep her to myself or even worship the ground she walks on. And this is eviden

I pushed this guy's chest and ran to Toby. Toby opened his arms to me and I hugged him. This guy turned his body to us, looking mad. "Alpha Flynn." Toby greeted that guy, looking surprised. What? He is the great Alpha Eaton Flynn? He is more of a lunatic than a great alpha. "Don't touch her!" Alpha growled again. "W-what?" Toby looked at him, confused. "Don't touch my mate!" He growled again. "Mate? What?" Toby stares at me, asking for explanation. I am just as confused as he is.

What is happening? T. B. C!!

“It’s just been… heavy at home.” “Well, heavy is what I’m here to fix,” Toby said, bumping his shoulder against mine. “The guys are heading out to the cove tonight. Bonfire, cheap beer, maybe some questionable guitar playing. You should come. Get some sand in your shoes and forget about the ‘Titan of Industry’ for five minutes.” The invitation felt like a life raft. A night under the stars with people my own age, talking about music and midterms instead of the weight of a secret that could destroy three lives.

Scott thought. T.B.C