Mag-log inRONAN“Yes—fuck, yes—” Sarah’s cry cuts off as he slams into her, his cock stretching her pussy wide, balls slapping her ass with a wet smack.Her scream echoes over the waves, her nails raking his arms, drawing blood that drips onto her thighs, mixing with her sweat. “Jaxon, oh god—”“Take it, baby,” he growls, fucking her hard, the wet squelch of her cunt loud as hell, her juices foaming around his shaft, bubbling with every thrust.Her pussy lips grip him, stretched tight, her inner walls fluttering, a slick trail of her cream coating his balls. I watch, my cock throbbing, pre-cum dripping onto the blanket, pooling in the sand.“My fu
RONANSarah is standing barefoot in the sand, her wedding dress clinging to her juicy curves, the lace back cut so low I see the dimples above her thick ass.We have just waved the last of our guest goodbye. The last yacht has taken them to the closest island nearby. Tonight, Sarah and us are the only people on this one.Her dress tortured my cock all day. I’m finally ready to claim our princess, our beautiful wife.But it’s Jaxon who breaks first, storming across the sand like a goddamn animal.His big hands grab her waist, yanking her against him so hard her breath hitches, her breasts heaving against his chest.Her s
MALACHITwo weeks of intensive, crazed planning have brought us here. To this very moment, at this very point in time.It’s hard to believe that we’re finally here. I won. We won. I’m giddier than a man who won a two hundred million dollar lottery.My fingers won’t stop trembling no matter how badly I want them to. I clear my throat and tear my gaze off myself.“Stop fidgeting.”I look at Jaxon through the mirror. He’s adjusting his tie for the fifth time. It’s only normal he falls victim to my rather annoying transfer of..nerves?
SARAHI wake up to white ceiling tiles and the smell of antiseptic.Hospital.I’m in a hospital.My hand goes immediately to my stomach. After everything I went through the last time I had my eyes open, are my babies…?“They’re fine.”The voice that seeps into my ears causes me to whip my head around so quickly, everything starts spinning again.That’s when I see them.Blue eyes stare lovingly at me from the chair closest to my bed, Ronan is lean
SARAHSilence follows first, like the bullet that escapes the gun seizes time, space, and sound. Everything is frozen for a moment. Either that, or moving too fast my vision fails to capture any movement at all.But after that short, deafening silence, comes a scream.Shriek? Cry? I’m not very certain, but it sends me into the right amount of shock necessary to correct my vision.And the first thing I see is Duncan’s tall and lanky body dropping to the ground, blood pouring from his neck. The bullet turned a damn faucet on.Caroline’s scream is incredibly loud in my ears. Louder than the sound of the gun. I’m not even certain the
SARAHI launch myself at him.Not away. Not down. Straight at him. I have one shot and one shot only to overpower him.I CANNOT MISS.The move catches him completely off guard. He’s expecting me to cower, to beg, to try to run.Not this.I slam into his chest with all my weight, and we go tumbling backward down the stairs.The flashlight goes flying. So does the gun. I hear them clatter somewhere in the darkness below.We hit the landing hard. Pain explodes through my







