Yandere Jason Todd X Reader Novels & Stories

He questioned with amusement and started leaving kisses from my knee and up to my thigh before his lips placed a slow teasing kiss on my clit which made me groan. "Please, Xavier" I whined and tried to grab his hair with my hand but suddenly I felt another hand wrap around my wrist as my eyes opened with gasp to see a sweating shirtless Jason in front of me with hooded dark grey almost black eyes staring at me as his chest heaved up and down from how breathless he sounded.

He gets up, then helps me up from the ground. I smile a little as I watch him back away, taking his fighting stance again. After training, I shower and head down to the office where Jason's at talking to someone on the phone. I walk over and grab the book about the dishonorable mark and take a seat on the couch and begin to read more about it. I guess I can understand why Brandon chose to walk away from her, but I still think he should let her decide if she willing to be with him and accept the things that will come with being with him.

She inhaled deeply, and felt herself calming down, leaning against Drago’s strong chest. She looked up to see Jason, staring daggers at her. He was not going to embarrassed by a stupid little hillbilly. “You all know she is lying,” he looked around to see who was listening,”She is just jealous because I am with Anna, and I pushed her away when she hit on me, she is nothing but a little whore from Tennessee,” he continued. Madchen was shaking in Drago’s arms, not out of fear though, no she was sick of Jason’s sneaky lies.

I should have killed her in tenth grade when I had the chance. "I'll try out something to seduce Danford, and if it works, we'll both get what we want." Jason's face immediately lights up, and he smirks. Something evil is probably brewing in his fucked up mind. "All the best, fuck I can't wait to have Rhea in my arms and punish her for rejecting me," He mutters, exiting my room.

"What have you done now?" Luca turned toward the intrusion. "Who the fuck are you?" "Listen, boy," Todd growled, "get out before I beat you to death." Jason appeared in the doorway. "What the…this feels familiar." Jade stirred, wincing. "Please stop shouting. My head..." Her hand reached for Jackson, then she noticed Luca naked beside her. "Why are you here?" "You're hurting my feelings," Luca pouted. "Hello?" Todd interrupted. "Get dressed and come downstairs before your father sees you and murders your alphas."

That oaf dared to lust after my mate. “Wait, I don't understand, “Jason shook his head, sitting on one of the visitor's chairs. “The lady from earlier, who did you say she was again? I'm still having a hard time, trying to comprehend it,” I heaved, trying for the first time to soothe my rage. “Ryder…“Jason urged. “That was Hara.“ I admitted, meeting his gaze. He was quiet, just staring back at me. “Don't look at me like I've lost my mind,“ I whined, looking away to avoid his stares.

“After all, this woman here is my nominal fiance! I’m paying you a lot of respect by considering her as a gift! “You better know what’s best for you!” Jason’s perverted gaze was then shifted to the two women. Legends said that he idolized the Walsh Ripper. That was not just some joke. He was full of admiration as his gaze shifted from their faces to their bellies. The sight was enough to make anybody shiver. “Don’t you dare cross the line, Jason!” Toby took a step forward and stood in front of Queenie York and Leslie Clarke. His smile instantly dissipated when he figured that Jason would not to negotiate with him.

Etan pointed to the opposite side. Jason sat down like a behaved child. He was good-looking and youthful like a little prince in fairy tales when he was not talking. “Now tell me.” Etan lit a cigarette and held it between his fingers. “I still want her, bro,” Jason said. “Why?” “Wh-Wh-Why? Umm… Yeah, W-Why?” Jason stammered. “Wh-Why not me when everyone else can touch her?” “You can’t,” Etan snapped. “Wh-Wh-What did you say, bro?” Jason’s vision blurred before he finally blacked out.

VENITA: The flight attendant, an exquisite sandy-brown-haired beauty who seemed straight out of a magazine, placed a hand on Jason's shoulder and assured him of her excellent service. I couldn't help but notice the predatory look in his eyes as he accepted her gesture. He clearly wasn't pleased with the attention, but to be honest, I was relieved. The last thing I wanted was any kind of closeness with Jason, as I sensed trouble brewing around him.

Her opinion about my life didn’t matter. “I think you have an admirer,” Jason said, nodding to a rather fiery redhead circling our area and making some very obvious eyes. I shrugged. “I’m not interested.” I looked at the redhead. She’d be the kind of woman who would want to ride me. I imagined her double Ds bouncing in my face as she tried to give me an orgasm. It wouldn’t happen. It was only Yvonne’s breasts I wanted in my face, in my mouth, and cupped in my hands. Even now, I could practically feel the weight of them in my hands.