Mag-log in“Fuck. Come for me, kitten” I grunt buring to the hilt, I stimulate her clit the way she likes. “Now!” “Mhmm… ahh! Yes daddy!” She screamed at the top of her lungs. *** Wren had no idea what the holiday has in store for her when she decided to join her mother for it. She didn't expect to find herself alone on some remote island with Alpha Ronan, her stepfather. Without her ill mother!Ronan has always been a gentleman and she should have no reason to panic because they are alone but what if she is the dirty one who has been having weird fantasies about her own stepfather? No wonder she was dubbed ‘the weirdo’ in the pack. It all makes sense to her.What happens when they find out they are mates? And he woefully rejected her but offered for her to be his mistress during the entire holiday because he couldn't stay away either. She agreed to become his Holimate.
view moreWRENI 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
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
WRENBy the time we reached the pack house, I was barely holding myself upright. My body felt hollow like something essential had been scooped out of my chest and left behind somewhere between the cabin and the long road here. Camille unlocked the door and stepped inside first flicking on the ligh
RONANI sat at the long table with men who talked too much and said nothing at all. Investors, advisers and people who liked the sound of their own voices. They leaned toward each other murmuring numbers and projections, tapping tablets, nodding like everything made sense. I watched their mouths m
WRENThe next morning, the sunlight was soft when it touched my face the kind that filtered through the curtains in long golden lines. I blinked slowly turning onto my side, the sheets tangled around my legs. The cabin was quiet except for the sound of birds somewhere outside. For a moment, I alm
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