Ao3 Isolation Romane & Geschichten

I gasped as he worked me. "Oh, fuck Aina, you’re already this wet," he exclaimed as his rhythm intensified, and I couldn’t help but moan loudly. "Yes, yes, right there," I urged, but even that wasn’t enough; it wasn’t filling me the way I truly desired. "Osborne, please let me touch you," I pleaded, but he refused. When I gazed into his eyes once more, I noticed it—the wolf within him was on the verge of breaking free. As if entranced, he halted his actions on my body and flipped me onto my belly.

I lowered the floorboard back into place, smoothing the dust over it until the floor looked completely untouched. As I sat back on my heels, the absolute weight of my isolation settled over me. There was no one coming to save me. There was no knight in shining armor, no fated mate who would realize his mistake and sweep me away. I was a wolfless omega, entirely alone in a packhouse full of monsters, carrying a secret that could get me killed at any moment.

***Warning: The following stories are 18+ and contain content that may offend, disturb, and trigger some readers. These include physical, mental, and emotional abuse, as well as physical and sexual violence, and drug references. Read at your own risk... Isadora was a second-year student, and Miles was her professor. His love for her was forbidden and bordered on obsession. She felt trapped with no one to turn to. Until the substitute Professor Rhett enters... CHAPTER ONE - THE BEGINNING

Because it wasn’t a threat. It was probability. Lucien spoke slowly. “What do you propose.” The Hollow King’s smile returned faintly. “Separation.” My body went cold instantly. “No.” Isabella turned toward me sharply. “Rex—” I shook my head immediately. “No discussion.” The entity watched us carefully. “You misunderstand separation.” I didn’t care. Not even a little. But it continued anyway. “You remain connected through the Axis, but physically isolated during reinforcement.” Lucien frowned slightly. “That reduces emotional resonance.”

It was the sound of the outside world, a cold, corporate world they had so briefly escaped. Isabelle flinched, her body a tense, coiled spring that was a frantic, terrified blur of a woman trying to rebuild her walls. She pulled away, a sharp, profound, and heartbreaking retreat. Damian, a man who had never been so vulnerable, was a statue of pure, raw shock. He had been so close. So close to a moment of pure, unadulterated human connection, and it had been ripped away from him, a cruel, brutal act of the universe.

Her pussy dripped again, helplessly demanding that she allow them both. She closed her eyes briefly, trying to gather her thoughts, but before she could say a word, Zavian’s hand came around her neck, wrapping possessively around them before she tilted her head to face him. Haat stirred beneath her belly and for a split second, Isadora imagined being fucked in this position. Hands tied, legs spread, cocks deep while they choked her violently letting her gag on them both. “See?” Zavian boosted, holding her closer to himself and pulling her out of her trance. “She doesn't want you… she wants just me..”

--- Because if isolation was their weapon— --- Then they had just made one fatal mistake. --- They had left her alone With the one thing they couldn’t control. --- Herself. --- And in the darkness— A faint glow flickered briefly beneath her skin. --- Gone in an instant. --- But enough to prove one thing: --- Isolation hadn’t weakened her. --- It had awakened something else. --- Something far more dangerous. --- And when she stepped out of that room— --- She wouldn’t be the same.

Kael shuddered underneath me, my wolf howling with triumph. Our bond flared to life, an invisible thread connecting us beyond the physical. I moaned loudly, kissing Kael hard. But as the intensity of our connection deepened, Kael suddenly froze. KAEL’S POV The heat of our bond was overwhelming, a dark storm of emotions whirling through me. It was unlike anything I have ever experienced. Isabelle’s touch, her divine scent, and the fire in her eyes as she gazed at me made me want to surrender to her.

Zen clenches his jaw while watching Isabelle exit the room; he grabs a pen and stabs the wooden top of the desk. He closes his eyes and breathes heavily trying to relax. “She doesn’t love you, she doesn’t want you. The moment she finds Daniel she will leave you and you will be alone, all alone once again. There’s no one for you, you are alone. ALONE!!” He yells and swipes his hand across the top of the table making all the files and his laptop fly off it.

She kept shut and pinned herself to the door again, being careful not to miss a single word from their conversation. “Now, that is a heart trenching pose. Damn!” she heard Omarion say. “Open your legs wide apart…let me get the perfect shot of your pussy” Omarion said. Rachael’s heart pounded in heavy beats as she heard him clearly. She could not settle with the fact that Omarion was now fucking Isis…even taking her nudes to keep on his phone. If he had wanted nudes, she could provide better ones. Racheal was furious.