Novelas y relatos de Connor Unwind

Well, I guess now we know that not only humans are judgemental. In the middle of the circle, I saw Connor wearing a white tux with a red polo underneath with two buttons unbutonned. He looked at me straight in the eye with no emotions. Or was I the only one thinking that way? As I got near him, he smiled a bit and that quickly fades. Or am I just imagining? Urgh. Being here is making my head go crazy. “We are gathered here tonight for the unification of two souls. The unification that could give us peace in our lands, granting us with strength and harmony. The unification of our Alpha Connor and his mate, our Luna Azrael…”

I grunted at Connor, my vision a little blurry as I stared at him "Probably the next one will be some creep who uses a fake photo and only wants a one-night stand." “There won’t be a next time, because you’re going to uninstall that shit from your phone.” he grunted, and for some reason, hearing him say that sentence with his voice hoarser and more slurred than usual made me want to laugh “I’m going to order you a coffee and a water. Otherwise, your head will explode tomorrow…” “I don’t need anything else. I just want to go home and sleep…” I blinked slowly, though I wasn’t actually feeling sleepy, just that light feeling, like someone had lifted all the weight off my thoughts.

Wade looked up at me with surprise but smiled. "Oh, baby, you feel so good wrapped around my cock. Oh yes, right there, so perfect," Wade moaned as I rode him. "Hold up, let me get some condoms," Connor said as he got off of the bed and grabbed two condoms from his wallet. Connor put his condom on and then handed Wade's condom to me. I didn't even think about the fact Wade wasn't wearing a condom. I just wanted him inside of me and quick. He felt so good inside of me. I tore the wrapper with my teeth, slipped off of Wade, placed the condom on his length, and continued riding him. Wade smiled up at me and massaged my full breast pinching my nipples repeatedly.

i pick up my phone again, telling myself that maybe i read it wrong. maybe i read too much into it. there must be some reason why the man i love, the person who is supposedly planning a proposal, sends me a text saying— "i'll have my pr team leak to the press tomorrow that we've broken off our engagement. don't worry, i'll tell them that it was because i cheated so that you don't get any heat. thank you for the past few months, connor everest." what the hell? where does he get off making these decisions on his own?

I nod my feline head and Trish immediately turns to me. "So, how does it feel? To be a tigress that is." I can't answer her because I can't talk but I nod at her. "Oh yeah, forgot, sorry. You can tell me later." A rasping comes from my window and there's Connor, hanging like a monkey. "Holy shit!" Trish runs to the window. "Go! We could be naked!" Connor only looks around her at me. I nudge past Trish and use my mouth to unlock the window.

After lunch at the castle, they would go to the hotel where Connor was staying to collect his things before heading to the airport, where his private jet awaited to take them to his country. He hadn’t yet informed his family that he had found his mate, but given the situation, he preferred to surprise them once they arrived at Redwood Wolves. He was aware that this would bring some negative consequences to his pack and to the deal his late father made with the council, but he preferred not to think about that right now and focus on what was really important: his mate. At 32 years old, Connor had resigned himself to never finding his destined mate, but the moon had given him an opportunity he

The burnt piece of paper drifted to the ground, consumed. "From what I hear I'll need a weekend to party and the rest of the week to recover," Mark said, smiling. The fact that Connor had got the first part of the combination, and then got inside was great news. Real progress. "Why fucking recover? Just keep partying," Connor smiled, clapping him on the shoulder as he stood on the consumed paper and casually twisted his foot. "And, and cut out this six in the morning workout shit. It's depressingly healthy."

After that phone call, I heard nothing more from Connor. An investigation revealed he'd been detained for drunk driving. Still recovering from the miscarriage, I spent my days resting at home until a friend invited me to her newly opened winery to unwind. "I told you Connor has that slimy, untrustworthy look. He was never good enough for you. Anyway, forget him. I've got a sweet new guy to introduce to you…" Her chattering eased my mood. I found myself relaxing a little until a familiar figure entered my view.