Kristen Ashley Wild Man Novels & Stories

It wasn’t every day I got to see the Savage himself at one of these races. I tilted my head skyward, spotting rows upon rows of werewolves lining the rooftops of the buildings–the onyx sky dappled with the brilliant glow of their eyes. It was a kaleidoscope of color as they peered around, leaving warped, mystical shapes in their wake. My attention snagged toward a woman standing a few people to our left, raising her candy-red blouse and flashed her chest toward the bikers. Her shrill voice carried over the crowd despite the noise as she shouted, “Savage! Hey Savage! Look here, baby!”

It didn't take him much longer to find more knots, and he kneaded them, making my whole body tingle, hot and alive with sensation. “So Mr. Wild One, why don't you tell me your no-strings-attached rules?” I managed through a moan. “Hmm, for someone who is not interested in my kind of sex life, you sure do sound a lot curious.” He said in a deep baritone voice. Before I could anticipate his next move, he was leaning down, his weight dipping delectably on me, which conveniently nestled his raging erection right on my ass. I felt his lips at my ear and shivered as his warm breath grazed my skin, “Are you sure you are not ready to take me up on my no-strings-attached offer?”

I said before I turned and walked to the door, thinking all the men of the Richardson family were equally annoying, and I don’t know how any of their women survived with them for so long, well all of them but Selena who was finally living her life the way she wanted with no fear of being killed or thrown out against her will. The moment I reached my bedroom I quickly unlocked my phone and there it was, a hundred and one photos of Elias holding hands with a woman that I had never seen before as they both left a club in downtown Los Angeles. I felt my chest tighten and jealousy eat me up from the inside as I looked through a few of that photos that were splattered all over social media. “Elias

Then she covered the side of her face to whisper to the man who was ready to bore holes in her within minutes “There’s a child here with me” Watching him cover his face out of embarrassment with the menu book, Ashley smirked and crossed her legs. Not until she saw him approaching their table. “ Get lost you famine” she uttered desperately. “Excuse me, ma’am, you’re very… “I’m a single… “So very single auntie” Kristian cuts her off and she nearly choked on her spit. “Why would you call me that in front of a stranger? Ashley whispered. “Oh wow, that’s good then do you mind sharing your calling number?” The man continued.

I feel my orgasm building back up and he doesn't stop until I have fallen completely over the edge and I feel myself shaking uncontrollably. Asher stands up and is watching me while licking his lips clean. He unbuttons his pants and drops his boxer briefs and pants to the ground. It's like having my very own strip tease and I like it. I lick my lips at the sight of him. I figured as an alpha he would be big and I was not disappointed by the fact that my assumption was correct. He took two steps towards me palming himself while walking and I enjoyed watching him as he did so. "Lie back." He whispered. If it hadn't been for my wolf hearing I never would have heard him.

She shouted as she crashed her back against a column. “And you could lay a finger on my son? I told you a thousand times, I told you to stay away because I wasn't going to tolerate it!” Elena began to beg for the air she was missing. Valeria had found her weakness. This woman was asthmatic. The air that was coming in was never going to be enough because what she was really needed was her inhaler. Searching desperately through her bag, Valeria looked at her feeling more powerful than she already was.

And in the far corner, Theo’s stare burned hotter with every step she took beside Lucas. Lucas took the microphone with an ease that demanded silence, his voice carrying effortlessly over the music. “Everyone, listen carefully,” he drawled, his eyes sweeping the room before landing on Riley. “This is our new Number 100… and also my personal Wild Cat. Touch her—” his gaze sharpened, his tone dropping into something lethal, “—and you die.” The crowd rippled with gasps, a sharp intake of collective breath cutting through the noise. Across the room, Theo and Armani exchanged a look before sneering.

Cliché but okay. Molly was Jessica Jones from Marvel. The black wig wasn't good but she looked similar to Jones. Logan was dressed as Alan from Hangover movies with the baby in that baby holder thing and everything. He looked so similar with the fake beard and fake belly. I got that Tiffany is dressed as the chick from Easy-A movie but she looked too... Exposed... Katie is Sandy from Grease and Madison is Catherine Tramell from Basic Instinct. The other boys from the group dressed as cowboys and said it was from some Django movie... I don't know. Never saw it.

Yet, angry and hateful, she could do nothing. She knew it exactly that Valeria was too pretentious to be with a pimp. But it never occurred to her that the man with Valeria was Richard Clark. Richard Clarke was so handsome, rich and capable. Looking at all the news about "Fireworks Love" and the figure of her hugging a man on the Internet, she almost went crazy with jealousy. After she took Mason away, Ashley expected Valeria to be utterly defeated or plunged into extreme grief. But the incident did not affect Valeria at all, which was a complete surprise to Ashley.

"If it isn't Mr. Big D himself." Alyssa spins toward her so fast it's a miracle she doesn't throw her back out. "Ashley," she hisses. "Oh, right. Sorry," Ashley says with no remorse. "I'm already planning to be Gray's next wife." Chelsea rolls her eyes. "Stop being a slut, Ashley." Ashley gasps, full of fake outrage. "Do not slut-shame me, Chelsea. You know you wanna go home with one of these sexy bikers tonight too. Alyssa can't have all of them."