Tyler Owens X Reader Novels & Stories

Owen whispered, the word slipping out before he could stop it. Jax's expression tightened with raw hunger. He grabbed Owen by the hips and walked him backward, out of the reading area and into the dark aisle between the tall bookshelves. Owen's back hit the solid wood of a shelf, and a few books rattled above him. Jax pressed his heavy body against Owen's, pinning him to the shelves. "I'm going to make you feel so good," Jax said, his voice a low rumble against Owen's neck. He kissed and bit his way down Owen's throat, marking the pale skin with red patches. Owen moaned loudly, the sound echoing off the rows of books.

He stripped it away, unfastening the top two buttons of his crisp white shirt, exposing the strong, tanned column of his throat. His dark, storm-filled eyes finally locked onto mine, tracking the rapid rise and fall of my chest beneath my white blazer. "You are staring, Mr. Rider," I murmured, keeping my voice low and intentionally provocative, leaning just a fraction of an inch closer to him. "I am marveling," Tyler corrected, his voice a deep, gravelly rumble that sent a violent shiver straight down my spine. He closed the distance between us, his large hand coming up to gently cup my jaw. His thumb traced the curve of my cheekbone, his touch completely at odds with the ruthless monster he

I questioned again, my voice shaky because they still hadn’t answered me from ealier. Tyler smirked, his eyes dark with lust. “We’ve been standing here long enough to hear every filthy word… and see you with your hand wrapped around Ryan’s cock,” Tyler said with a wicked smirk as his gaze dropped to where my hand had just been inside Ryan’s boxer briefs. I gasped, slapping my hand over my mouth as my body went cold with shock. “This… this is not what you think…” Even as I tried to deny it, my body was screaming for their hands, their mouths, and their thick young cocks.

I’m so close to puking, I glance at the nearest sink or comfort room in this house but then I contemplate, I must go home, I don’t want to add another embarrassment in front of werewolves. “You can change into Tiffany, I need to talk to you.” I fanned myself and stand, walking sloppily to the sliding back door to go home. “Just that? How about me?” Tyler was like a small kid who held the hem of my shirt like he was so afraid that I left him out. But out of all the romance books I read, I should secure that I have the upper hand on this to succeed. I stared down at him who was close to pulling a pouty face, I would have liked to see him do it, but he misunderstood me big time.

“No.” “What else were you doing?” “I don't" I bit my lip, blushing furiously and looking away. “Tell me.” “I touched myself, thinking of you touching me,” I panted out. Tyler growled. “Show me,” he husked, his eyes flaring and his jaw tightening. I could feel his cock throbbing hard against my thigh and I shivered, thinking of my dirty fantasy earlier of him just taking me. Slowly, he rolled next to me, his fingers tracing over my belly.

And it was stolen by a mate I never asked for, a wolf who wore a monster’s skin too well. Daniel kept shouting, his anger burning brighter. “What is this? Are you trying to fuck her here for revenge? Are you trying to start a war you can’t finish?” Tyler laughed. It was low, cold, and wrong. He wiped the blood from his lips again, right where I had bitten him, and looked at Daniel like this was all some game he was winning. “She’s my girlfriend,” Tyler said easily. “I can do whatever I want with her.” I stopped breathing.

Like he knew I had no excuse. Like I had nowhere to hide. I folded my arms tighter around myself. “What do you want from me, Tyler?” “You’re scared.” I met his gaze again, something in his eyes nearly cracking me open. Because yes I was terrified. Terrified that Dean was serious. That he was actually halfway verifying an OnlyFans account with those stupid pictures. Terrified that those stupid pictures would spread again, and I’d hear those laughs all over again. “What happened?” Tyler asked quietly. “Nothing.”

Tyler confidently replied, flashing her his award-winning set of teeth. She grinned at him. He was just being kind, Xavier will never go for her, their one-night stand gone wrong was enough proof, but in his defense Maya thought, he didn't know that. "I...." Maya could feel chills on her body as the hair on her back stood conscious of someone burning holes into her back. She slowly turned and there stood Xavier glaring at Tyler, the look on his face was identical to the one he had on his face when she had told him she had other plans, she noticed worried.

He hissed at the savage need I suddenly had for him then squeezed my hips. When I still didn't respond he squeezed my hips again, digging his wolf claws into me. We were being watched and I was not coming back to reality. "Elena, baby, you need to stop. Slowly get off me and move over by Serenity." Tyler said, barely able to breathe from how turned on he was right now. I knew he wanted to take every part of me right here, not caring if our friends witness it, but two Rogues stood in front of us.

Something other than the suffocating darkness of this room. I make it to the library and curl up in the window seat, wrapping a throw blanket around myself. The moon is full tonight, turning the ocean silver. "Can't sleep?" I jump. Tyler is standing in the doorway, shirtless, wearing only his sweatpants. His hair is messy from sleep. "I didn't mean to wake you," I say. "You didn't. I felt you leave." He touches his chest, over his heart. "The bond. I can feel when you're too far away."