Dirty Rowdy Thing Novels & Stories

I probably would’ve been in bed before midnight. Rowan shook his head and stared at me like I’d lost my mind. “Dude? You seriously just passed up a night of sexual greatness most guys would sacrifice their left nut for.” “Yeah, yeah, I get it. Boobs good, no boobs bad. Can we move on now?”

I'd simply taken the coward's way out and nodded. "Oh, come on, Alice. Seriously? A row?" Roxy mocked before I could answer. "You're kidding me, right?" "Well, what then?" I could sense the older woman's mounting irritation. "If they didn't have a row—?" "Sex, doh. They had sex, okay?" "Rox!" I pressed my forehead against the door, the gloss paint cool against my heated skin. "Oh, God. Please let me be dreaming." There was an ominous pause.

"If you are just gonna stand there whole day and watch the show, then I suggest you get your fucking ass out." My brows lowered and I tried to follow his gaze but his huge body hid whoever was standing there. The person didn't reply, making me tense as ever. "Fucking come out would you?" Ezra's agitated, deep voice ringed in the room. The atmosphere turned damp and heavy. It felt as if, something---or rather someone, dangerous lurked around in the shadows. Suddenly a gash of wind flew by me. I froze in my spot, so did Ezra. His head whipped to my left and he seethed, "I hate hide and seek, you should fucking know that dipshit. Stop playing with me."

"I'm a goody two shoes and I'm a prude and I like to do my homework and I absolutely definitely don't know how to be friends with all around bad boys and ..." "Well, if you don't know how to be friends with a wanton because you're a good girl—" He lays emphasis on wanton, a word I'd used randomly many days ago in his room and I visibly swallow "—then there's only one solution. Welcome to the wanton train, good girl. Hope you enjoy the ride." This is what I get for not keeping my mouth shut.

The second I stood from my chair, every single person around the bonfire noticed. They caught the movement immediately, because apparently privacy did not exist anywhere within a fifty-mile radius of Black Hollow. Rowan leaned back farther in his lawn chair, grinning like a man personally invested in causing public chaos. “Well,” he announced dramatically, his voice carrying over the bass of the music, “this feels historically significant.” “Shut up, Rowan,” Takoda muttered, his jaw setting as his shoulders squared.

"I heard that. I heard nuzzling." "He's very... affectionate." "Uh huh." Rowan's voice was dry. "Continue. I want all the details." Fao's hand settled on my thigh, warm and possessive, and stayed there for the rest of the call. Rowan was silent through most of it, which was terrifying. Rowan was never silent. "So," she finally said. "It is erotic." "Rowan." "I'm just saying! Wolf dick. Knotting. This is like... monster romance shit. This is the stuff people write books about."

“Shut up! All of you! I don’t think you are taking my needs seriously enough. Maybe if I put a bullet through one of you then you will realize this isn’t a game. This is my life. That all of you are ruining. It is my turn to be with Rowan. To claim Rowan so that we can get married!” “Oh, you slept with her? Didn’t you?” I whisper. Shaking my head. “What the hell do you do to these women?” “It was one time at the club. She came in and I didn’t know who she was.” He mumbles. “Oh, so you do remember our time together? We had the most amazing night together. It was right after we graduated from Uni. We all got drinks and partied all night! Then we decided to try this new club in town. Who knew i

I asked hopefully. "Nothing that would leave a mark on my face." "Primal play?" "What's that?" "It's quite like role play. Let's say a predator chasing a prey." "Willing to try." "Exhibitionism?" "Like other people watching us?" Rowan and I nodded. Her face was red when she said, "I'll like to try that. I don't want to do anything sexual with any other person though." "Noted." "Neither will I like any of you to sleep with someone else."