Fantasy Bodyguard Romance Books の小説・ストーリー

She nodded, eyes averted from mine. Empathy. I needed a little bit of empathy to understand her. But no matter how I saw it, the thought of criminals coming after me wouldn't make me fret. I sighed, wrapping my arms around her. “You don't need to worry. I'm your bodyguard for a reason–” My lips pressed against her soft hair. It smelled like freshly picked flowers. I continued, this time stroking her hair, as she buried her face in my chest. “I'm handling it, princess. Trust me.”

I shivered the moments the words left his mouth, my gaped pussy clenching. “I need you to fuck your boyfriend how you would want him to fuck you” he said easily but my body tensed, not because he had said something wrong but because he literally said my fantasy. He wrapped a hand around my neck gently in a show of dominance and whispered, “I could read your nasty thoughts as you stood in the doorway earlier” he casually said but a shiver ran down my spine as he straightened.

A lady stepped out of the room. “What’s going on here?” Her eyes widened at the sight of two grown men sprawled on the floor. “Hello, my name’s Enzo; I’m the CEO’s new bodyguard.” I extended my hand for a handshake, introducing myself calmly to the frightened dark-haired lady.

he interrupted. “Stop following me Jax,” I commanded establishing my authority changing the conversation because at the end of the day he was just a massive fan of mine. “No, I want recommendations on books, preferably the slow burns with two people trying to fight their connection when they were soulmates from the moment they met but they were blind.” I know what he was doing. He was trying to describe our romance but ours was a tragedy, not a romance in my books anyway. I huffed annoyed and played his game, by saying “I would recommend Birthday Girl by Penelo-“

She could still smell Evander's scent on the pillow and even on her own skin. Ah, she already missed her bodyguard. The sound of shod footsteps approached from outside the room, and Elena quickly closed her eyes again. She deliberately pulled back the blanket to tease Evander, then pretended to still be asleep. She heard the door open. The footsteps faded, but Elena felt a subtle movement nearby. There was a slight shift on the bed, Evander seemed to have sat down beside her. Elena's heart pounded with anticipation. The blanket she wore had slipped down to her chest, revealing her thighs. Her body shivered, feeling Evander's gaze upon her.

But don’t worry, we’re not done with this world yet. Very soon, I’ll be starting a brand new story featuring Cassian (Varynia’s cousin), a famous and extremely wealthy human actor, and his dangerously possessive Beta bodyguard, Rafael. It’s going to be intense, dark, and very spicy, with plenty of tension, emotional walls, and slow-burn obsession. If you enjoyed the possessive energy and high-stakes drama from this story, I think you’re going to love what’s coming next. Keep an eye out. It won’t be long. Thank you again for everything. See you in the next one. ❤️

I immediately moved my hand away, my chest heaving with the exertion and the thrill of being in here, alone with him, away from all the titles and ranks that divided us. "I knew you would stop," he whispered, his voice low. It was the voice he used whenever he was alone with me, and hell, it confused me and gave me hope at the same time. He took a step forward. "Preparing for the ball?" I swallowed hard. "I am a bodyguard. The Alpha’s bodyguard. I am not to be concerned with finding romance." His eyes met mine. "I saw your eyes earlier. It twitched a little once my mate was mentioned. Would it be too much work to protect two people?"

And now, because I'd spent a few extra seconds looking at my former bodyguard in the rain, he was unraveling like a stray dog terrified of being abandoned. I couldn't help a soft laugh. The sound carried clearly through the quiet living room. Ryder's whole body went even tighter, his breath catching for a moment. I leaned in slightly, reached out, and pressed my cool fingertips against the side of his neck. That was where the jagged, savage black thorn tattoo climbed up from his collar. I traced my fingers slowly along the lines of ink, grazing his heated skin without pressing too hard. Almost instantly, Ryder shuddered, his breathing turning rough and heavy.

he warned, looking around to see if anyone was listening. "No! I won't be quiet!" I stepped right up to him, poking him in the chest. "Isabella is the perfect wife for you, right? She’s elegant, she’s from the right family, and she doesn't have any messy secrets. She’s everything your world wants. And what am I? I’m just the bodyguard, right? The one who pretends to be a guy so I can protect you. The one you can just fuck on the side when you’re bored with being perfect!"

But with a book, there was never any end. London announced her presence with her light footsteps. She sat on the other couch, in a pair of black leggings and a pink sweater. Dunbar brought her clothes on his return trips to the island, and he outfitted her with clothing that clung to her curves perfectly. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail, and I kept picturing my hand fisting it as I shoved my cock into her mouth. Now that days had passed, I was eager to fuck her again. Without even trying, she had a naturally beautiful face. Her green eyes sparkled like emeralds in a treasure chest. Her fair skin reddened easily under my palm. I wondered if her ass would have the same reaction. I kep