All Chapters of My Step Daddy’s Holimate: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

RONAN. The sound of her laughter had followed me long after I had left the beach, long after I had forced myself to walk away before I ripped Mason’s throat out in front of her. It clung to me like a brand all sweet and cruel echoing in my head until it turned to a roar that wouldn’t quiet. My wolf was pacing all restless and maddened by the sight of her standing there in nothing but that thin piece of fabric, the sun turning her skin golden the ocean clinging to her like it belonged there more than I ever could.And Mason gods, Mason had been standing beside her like he deserved to breathe the same air she did. His hand brushing hers his voice wrapping around her with that slick confidence. Every muscle in my body had screamed to end him, to leave his corpse floating in the tide but I hadn’t. Because if I did, she’d see me for what I really am. Not the Alpha who controls his pack with steady hands not the man who pretends to have everything under control but the beast underneath.

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

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. 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

WREN He carried me the way people carry things they’re afraid might break. My arms hung loosely around his neck my cheek pressed to his shoulder and his skin still warm and damp against my lips. I could feel his heartbeat under my mouth all deep and steady, a slow rhythm that didn’t match the wild pace still pulsing in my veins.He didn’t say anything. He just held me. The air was quiet except for the hum of the fridge and the faint creak of the floorboards under his bare feet. He set me on the counter like I weighed nothing and for a second he just stood there between my knees looking at me the way he always does when he’s thinking too much with his jaw tight, eyes half hidden but soft in a way he doesn’t show anyone else.Whenever he stares at me like this I just remember the times where I’d stalk him working out in the gym. Nothing would have ever set me for this moment here with him in an island for a holiday. Thoroughly fucked and happy to go again forever. “Stay there.” he sa