Novels by Ash Lennox

Bella. I thought it was over. That Marco had finished his brutal claiming and that the sight of his men groaning and spilling their lust across the concrete floor would be the end of it. My body was still trembling ans still quaking with aftershocks when he held me pinned to the hood of the SUV his cock buried deep inside me amd his chest pressed hard against my heaving breasts.But Marco wasn’t finished.His head lifted dark eyes gleaming with something sharper than lust like a cruel possessive fire. He looked at his men every single one of them breathless, fists slick, their cocks still twitching still needy even after release.“On your knees” he barked.The sound of boots scuffing against concrete filled the garage. Every single one of them dropped with rifles still slung across their shoulders but their eyes never leaving me.Marco leaned back just slightly still keeping me stretched full and his hand sliding down to press against my swollen messy pussy where his cum was already

Bella. I thought the office was the limit. That his roughness and his tenderness and the way he claimed me under those city lights would be the farthest line we crossed. But Marco…Marco didn’t know what limits were.The next night he told me not to wear anything under the trench coat he tossed at me. No panties and no bra just bare skin under silk lining. My legs nearly buckled when I realized where he was leading me (not to the office this time and notnot to some discreet hotel) but to the underground garage where his men waited armed and unreadable.“Marco -” My voice cracked. My heart raced so hard I thought it would claw out of my chest.“Quiet” he murmured his hand heavy at my nape as he guided me forward. “You wanted to know what it means to belong to me. Tonight they’ll know it too.”The men stood in a half circle rifles slung across their shoulders ans eyes sharp. Not one of them flinched when Marco sat me on the hood of a black SUV parting my coat until the cool air kissed

Bella. The air was still heavy with sex and the scent of sweat and skin and his release dripping down my thighs when the sharp click of the office door unlocking sliced through the haze. My body went rigid under him panic flashing in my chest but Marco didn’t even lift his head from where his mouth was latched to my breast sucking lazily like he had all the time in the world.“Marco- Someone- - Stop-!” I hissed trying to push him off but he growled against my nipple biting hard enough to make me cry out. The door swung open and I froze but Marco didn’t. His hips jerked cock sliding back into my slick heat in one brutal thrust making me choke on a gasp. He pinned me harder to the desk his hand clamping over my mouth just as footsteps hit the threshold.“Sir - ?” a voice wavered. Male which is one of his assistants.Marco didn’t even look up. He pumped into me with slow strokes his cock dragging deep as if daring me to make a sound. My eyes went wide begging him but his only answer

Bella. His fingers tore my panties aside like they were paper snd the cold air hit my soaked heat before his touch followed hot and rough sliding straight through me like he had been waiting his whole life. My back arched a cry spilling from my lips but his hand clamped over my mouth before the sound could echo too loud.“Quiet. You’ll ruin us both.” he rasped his forehead pressing against mine and eyes wild. I nodded though my body betrayed me grinding shamelessly into his palm. His fingers thrust deeper and faster curling inside me until stars burst behind my eyes. Then he pulled away sudden and brutal leaving me empty and shaking. My protest barely formed before he was undoing his belt and the harsh snap echoing in the quiet dining room. My heart slammed in my chest.When he freed himself I nearly sobbed. Thick and heavy and straining. He was wayyyyy bigger than I’d ever imagined. My thighs pressed tighter but he shoved them apart again, growling. “You asked for consequence. Do

Bella. The city hadn’t changed much but I had. When the car pulled up to the gates of the De Luca estate, my stomach twisted with a thousand things I didn’t want to name. Nerves maybe. Excitement but a little. But mostly heat and it was the kind that made my palms sweaty even though the air conditioning was blasting.I hadn’t seen him in years. My guardian and my so-called protector and the man whose shadow I’d lived under for as long as I could remember. Don Marco De Luca. Everyone else called him ruthless or cold blooded and untouchable.I’d always just called him…Marco.The gates opened all tall and black iron swallowing me whole and I pressed my thighs together when I realized how hard my heart was beating. It was stupid so stupid to feel like this. He was practically family. More than family since he is my father’s best friend. The man who had raised me after tragedy.But my body didn’t care about logic.The car rolled to a stop in front of the mansion and I stepped out smoothin

ELARA. The walls were mirrors. Not just on one side but all around. Floor to ceiling. The room glowed with candlelight and power and the scent of jasmine, wine and lust curling through the air like smoke. It was silent but it wasn’t empty. Across the room there are a few masked figures lounged on velvet chairs, quiet as ghosts but eyes glittering behind black and red.I stood in the center of it all barefoot on marble wearing only sheer black lace that clung to my body like a second skin. My collar sparkled at my throat. My rounded belly (still small and soft) pushed against the fabric unmistakably marked by Kael’s seed. My nipples were hard through the lace and my thighs damp.They were here for us as they were invited by him. Strangers with power and rank and and dirty secret desires. But tonight they would only watch. Silent witnesses to something they would never touch. Never taste.And I felt high on it. Drunk on being the center of his world and the obsession of theirs. Kael s

WREN. My body felt like it had been pulled apart and pieced back together again in ways I couldn’t understand. Every nerve was still vibrating and every muscle sore and trembling yet when Ronan’s weight settled over me I didn’t feel crushed. I felt held. His chest pressed into mine all heavy and hot, his heartbeat still thundering as hard as my own. I let out a shaky breath trying to steady myself but my lips quivered as they brushed his damp shoulder.He shifted not away but down sliding one massive arm beneath my back as if I weighed nothing. His other arm hooked under my knees and before I could even catch my breath he had lifted me entirely off the bed. My head lolled against his chest, my hair sticking to my cheeks with sweat but I didn’t care. He carried me like I was fragile like I was something small and breakable though I wasn’t. Iwasn’t a delicate thing by nature because I was tall and I was strong enough in my own right but in his arms and with his body towering over mi

RONAN. Her body was trembling under my hands every muscle drawn tight as a bowstring. She was right at the edge hovering and broken and desperate for release with her thighs clamped around my head like she could trap me there forever. I could hear her breathing all ragged, torn and pleading and I knew she was seconds away from shattering.This time I didn’t pull away.I buried my mouth against her my tongue flicking hard and relentless over her swollen clit and my fingers curling deep inside her hitting that spot that made her lose all control. She screamed my name her nails clawing bloody crescents into the sheets and her entire body jerking and convulsing as the orgasm ripped through her.Her thighs crushed around my head her hips bucked up wildly but I held her down and forced her to ride every wave of it dragging it out until she was sobbing until she was spent and trembling and utterly ruined. Only then did I lift my head my chin wet and my lips shining with her. I wiped it ac

RONAN. I took my time peeling the rest of the catsuit off her savoring every second of her squirming under my gaze. The zipper hissed as I dragged it lower exposing inch by inch of her flushed trembling body. Her breasts spilled more free nipples hard and aching AND her skin glowing with heat. I let my fingers brush over her thighs, deliberately light before tugging the suit completely off her legs and tossing it aside.“Spread” I growled.She obeyed parting her thighs slowly her gaze locked on me with a mixture of defiance and desperation. I crouched between her knees dragging my palms up the soft inside of her thighs inching closer and closer to the place she wanted me most. Her hips jerked up chasing me and I chuckled low in my chest.“Impatient little kitten” I murmured leaning forward and pressing a single kiss to her inner thigh. She gasped her whole body tighteninh only for me to move to the other thigh repeating the same teasing kiss. I worked my way up leaving a trail of b

RONAN. I kept my hand between her thighs not moving yet just letting the weight of it settle there while her breath hitched against my mouth. She was already soaked with the thin barrier of the catsuit sticking to her like a second skin and I could feel the heat radiating through it. I pressed down just enough to make her jolt and her whole body shivered and a soft gasp escaping before she bit down hard on her lip to muffle it.“Oh, no kitten” I murmured dragging my lips along the edge of her jaw breathing hot against her ear. “Don’t hold it in. I want to hear every sound. Every cry. Every filthy little whimper that spills out when I touch you.”My thumb slid in slow circles over the fabric cruelly light never giving her what she wanted. She twisted in my grip her nails digging into my arm and her body arching up begging silently for more friction. I smirked pulling my hand back completely just to watch the look on her face twist from relief to frustration.“You think you can just

RONAN. She stayed on her knees her chest rising and falling too fast witj the little streak of cream shining faintly on her skin. I could tell the position was getting to her. The way she shifted with her thighs pressing together so tightly it looked painful and her hands twitching on her lap. She wanted to touch me. She wanted to claw at me and pull me down then force me to finish what I had started. But the collar around her neck reminded her of what she was to me in that moment. She was not just Wren and not just the stubborn girl who pushed me too far but my Minx and my kitten and the one who obeyed, who waited and who knew that every second of torture was also a promise of pleasure.“Crawl!” I said finally my voice rough and guttural and more animal than man.She blinked as though making sure she had heard me right. Her breath stilled, chest rising slowly. I like how she act like the cat she is meant to be. She knows exactly what she is doing and my chest ached with mixed emoti

RONAN. She sat there with her knees pressed together amd the catsuit making her look like sin gift wrapped and waiting to be unwrapped and all I could think was how easy it would be to ruin her right there on the rug. But I didn’t. I wouldn’t give her what she was begging for so soon. Not when she was already trembling just from sitting still in front of me. The silence between us dragged on, a rope stretched tighter and tighter until I swore I could hear her heartbeat against the walls.I dipped my fingers back into the saucer amd this time scooping more of the cream and brought it toward her cheek. She leaned in like a well trained pet, tongue flicking out catching every drop that dared slide toward her chin. She closed her mouth around me again slow and unhurried as though she knew that every second she drew it out was killing me. Her tongue curled, her lips sucked and she hummed low in her throat, the vibration shooting up through my arm and making me grit my teeth.“Good kitte