Novel-novel oleh Ash Lennox

WRENI woke to sunlight streaming through the cabin windows like an unwelcome guest my body aching in the most delicious way. Ronan was already awake sitting on the edge of the bed with his back to me, muscles tense beneath that beautiful brown skin. I could see the mark I’d left on his shoulder blade, a small crescent of teeth that had made him growl my name like a prayer last night. The sight of it sent heat pooling low in my belly made me want to reach out and trace it with my tongue, to remind him that I’d marked him too even if he’d never admit it.We’d barely made it through the door last night after he’d devour me. He did it again agaainst the wall first, his hands bruising on my hips. But now in the harsh light of day, I could feel him pulling away even without touching him. It was always like this. The passion, the intensity amd the way he made me feel like I was the only thing in the world that mattered like the sun rose and set in my eyes and then the cold withdrawal.

WRENRonan is kissing me and it's not a gentle kiss. It's a claiming. His mouth is demanding on mine, his tongue sweeping in to possess me and a fire I thought had been extinguished roars back to life hotter and more insistent than before. Every cell in my body awakens screaming for more of him more of this impossible, perfect connection.He rolls me his body a heavy, welcome weight pinning me to the bed. His eyes usually so controlled are burning with a wild light. "I want you again" he growls, the words vibrating against my lips. "I want to claim you, to mark you, to make sure everyone knows you're mine."The possessiveness in his voice doesn't scare me because it thrills me to my very core. This is what I've wanted what I've craved without even knowing how to name it. "Then do it" I breathe, my own voice coming out as a husky challenge. "Claim me Ronan. Make me yours."He doesn't need to be told twice. He thrusts into me, one powerful seamless stroke that fills me completely. A

RONANI didn't need any more encouragement. I pushed forward sinking into her tight wet heat in one long, slow thrust. The feeling was indescribable. It was like coming home after decades and finding the missing piece of my soul. She was so tight, so perfect her inner walls stretching to accommodate me, gripping me like a velvet glove. I buried myself to the hilt, my balls resting against her as our bodies joined as one. I stayed there for a moment just savoring the feeling, connection and fucking rightness of it.Then I began to move. My strokes were slow at first, a deep rocking that built the pleasure steadily. I watched her face, watched the play of emotions across her features as I filled her again and again. Her legs wrapped around my waist her heels digging into my ass, pulling me deeper urging me on. I picked up the pace my thrusts becoming harder, faster more demanding. The sound of our bodies slapping together, the wet, slick sounds of our lovemaking filled the room. I

RONANA wicked triumphant grin spread across her lips. She knew exactly what she was doing to m. Her eyes were dark and gleaming with victory as they held mine as she tightened her grip, her thumb pressing into the sensitive spot just beneath the head. I swear to God nerd Wren would never do this. The outfit is making her bolder than she is. A guttural sound I didn't recognize as my own tore from my throat. Then she clamped her mouth over the crown again and the world narrowed to the torturous pleasure she was inflicting.Her hand began to move twisting glide up and down my slick shaft while her other hand continued its gentle jostle of my balls. The dual sensations had my cum boiling in my balls demanding release. She took me deeper, her head bobbing and her tongue was pleasure. She wasn't just sucking me she was worshipping me, her throat tight around the head as she took me to the back of her mouth coating me in the thick, warm saliva from deep within her. My hips began to th

RONANThe air in the cabin hung heavy and charged with energy that vibrated through my very bones. The moment the door clicked shut sealing us in our private world, the unspoken tension between Wren and me snapped taut. The journey back had been a special kind of hell, the scent of her arousal filling the car anda constant torment that had my cock aching against the zipper of my jeans. Every time she shifted in her seat or every time her dark eyes met mine in the dim light of the dashboard, I felt another thread of my control unravel. I watched her disappear into the guest room. I had laid out the catsuit on the bed earlier, a black second-skin of transparent mesh that clung to every curve and a wicked fantasy brought to life. It was a test nd now the game was about to begin. Her voice drifted out laced with a playful curiosity that sent a jolt straight to my groin. “Do you have a whole closet of these stashed away somewhere?"A low chuckle rumbled in my chest. "I can definitely

WRENThat night I decided not to overthink anything as I stood in front of the mirror for a long time not because I was unsure of what to wear but because for once I wanted to look at myself without asking who I was doing it for. Not Ronan or for the island but just me. I chose a dress that felt like freedom and it feels so soft against my skin. Short enough to make me feel bold but not loud. My hair fell loose down my back and I did not bother taming it. I wanted to feel real. I wanted to walk out knowing that whatever happened next was not because I was trying to be chosen.The club was already alive when we arrived. Music pulsed through the floor, through my bones loud enough to drown out thoughts I did not want to hear. Lights flashed in colors that made everything feel unreal and hazy. Bodies moved together in heat and laughter. Camille grabbed my hand and pulled me into the crowd shouting something I could not hear over the music. I laughed anyway. Sweat gathered at my templ