Ao3 Isolation Novels & Stories

"Think of it, darling. Your little secret, safely tucked away in my pussy, in exchange for… services rendered.” She slowly raised her gown to belly level, revealing her pink underpants. From the top, she inserted her hand and her eyeballs dilated. “Oh, I'm so wet, Jonathan,” Isabella said, removed her hand and displayed the sticky fluid between her index and middle finger. “Fill me with your dick and your secrets are safe.” My stomach churned. The thought of them, us, together, was a sickening blend of betrayal and forbidden desire. It made me want to vomit.

A rough huff of amusement leaves him before he drops to a crouch in front of me. Every particle of oxygen whooshes from my lungs as I look down on his huge frame beneath me. He's so close to my dripping pussy, I am mentally begging him to just slip my leggings down and– His hands slide to my sneakers instead. “You’re soaked through.” He means from the rain, but isn't wrong. Warm fingers wrap round my ankle while he unties my shoe, and the intimacy of it makes my stomach twist violently. A man like Leon Marcello should not be kneeling in front of me taking off my shoes with those huge tattooed hands.

So, I took her to the isolation centre and let her do what she wanted to do. She looked at me, her eyes lighting up with excitement. I gave her a nod of encouragement and she knelt in front of the infected ones and closed her eyes. I leaned against the wall and folded my arms across my chest. Her facial features were relaxed. A soft glow began to radiate from her. Curious, I watched her closely.

THIRD PERSON POV Silea’s whole body shook as she scrolled through the photos, her manicured nails digging into the screen of her phone until the case creaked. The rooftop pictures were everywhere—Page Six, DeuxMoi, every trashy gossip account she followed had reposted them within hours. Owen’s hand on Aurelia’s waist. Aurelia laughing at something he said. That forehead kiss, soft and intimate, like they were already back to being the perfect couple everyone had expected them to be.

I gasped, my legs suddenly giving out, my head throbbing. “W… What the hell?!” I murmured under my breath, confused. Isabelle stood up from the ground, her arrogant smile back, “I was thinking how long I had to continue staying on the ground. It was getting very annoying.” “You… What the hell did you do to me?” My chest was hurting so fucking badly, and my body felt hot. “Oh that? That drink has an aphrodisiac inside. And if you don't have sex within the next two hours, your heart is going to rupture, and you'll die.”

There is a climax they wanted to taste. She grabbed her and turned her away from him. He licked her back, from the bottom up to her neck. Luxy doesn’t know where to hold herself anymore when Bron entered her again from the back. Her hand slapped the bathroom tiles, sliding them downwards. Every trust is becoming deeper and faster. “I’m almost there, sweetheart. Oh!” Until they finally reached heaven. They both felt a soft tingling voltage run through every part of their body.

I think they felt just as lonely and sad without us as we did them. ‘And I know they had everyone else,’ she adds, ‘but you know as well as I do that Tobias and Thor struggle to feel connected to their unit. I think, from what Thor’s said, that’s become even harder since their unit all mated. They may not have been as isolated as us, but they’ve suffered too.’ I feel the icy cage around my feelings for Tobias, the ones I locked away and froze out three years ago, begin to thaw. I get up and hurry through my shower for the day, twisting my hair up into a low bun at the nape of my neck, then pulling on my Task Force uniform.

The moment felt precious, a brief sanctuary in the storm of their lives where the outside world’s complications faded into insignificance. His touch remained gentle at first, his fingers tracing soothing patterns on her skin as he laid her down on the makeshift bedding. The isolation Elara had felt began to dissolve in his arms, the connection between them a beacon in the darkness that refused to be extinguished. Jax’s kisses grew deeper, more urgent as the need to reaffirm their bond overpowered everything else. The hideout felt like a temporary haven, but their intimacy created a world where only they existed.

"We're in this together, Isabella. Our connection runs deep, and we're here to explore every facet of your sensuality, to create moments that will leave you breathless." Isabella's heart swelled with gratitude, her eyes welling up with tears of joy. She was no longer alone in her desires, no longer limited to the boundaries of her imagination. With Giovanni and Adam by her side, she had found a space where her fantasies could flourish, where pleasure knew no bounds.