روايات وقصص ضمن Kristen Ashley Wild Man

He didn’t say anything and his face still looked blank which he normally looked like whenever he’s outside the room but since she already spent so much time with him, she didn’t miss the slight curl at the corner of his lips. With their hands held together, Kristoff walked towards the elevator with a light heart. Seeing that he was enjoying it, Alisha didn’t have the heart to pull away from him. Ugh. . Damn it, was she really this weak in front of good-looking men?! First, it was Brother Anton, and now she was giving so much leeway to Kristoff. Ugh, damn it. Beautiful people really cause the downfall of a city ah. Look at her, where’s the stubborn self who said they’ll never fall with just l

A man with a cigarette in his mouth was crushed in front of Ethan Wharton and Kristen, and the cigarette in his mouth fell because of fear. Kristen looked at the man and said in a cold voice, 'Where are the children you brought?' The man pretended to be confused. 'What children, are you looking for the wrong one?' Kristen was wondering, but Ethan Wharton was a look, and a bodyguard kicked the man to the ground.

“You used to be the object of my jealousy and envy.” Christine looked at Ashley in silence. “But now we are all the same,” Ashley said, with a slight disdain. Christine snorted. “Faye is the only winner now, isn't she?” Ashley shouted angrily, “That b.itch! She has... she has two fated mates! And they are Sheffield brothers!” She threw off her mask in anger. “F.uck! The last time we were in California, she was playing me!” Christine's eyes flickered as she mentioned the bombing in the football match.

I was facing his back, and there was a sun tattoo on the middle part of his back. I grasped the sheet and gasped when I slowly realized what had happened last night. I had sex with a stranger in my bridal shower! I looked around to see someone that I knew, but I didn’t see my sister, Ava, and my friends. Shit! What the hell happened? The man moaned and tightened his embrace to the soft pillow in his hands. I didn’t see his face, so I slowly stood up and took my clothes. I felt my adrenaline rush with anxiety. I hope he won't wake up because what happened between us last night was only a mistake.

The camera was focused solely on Anna, as they didn't want their names tarnished. "No! Let me go! Let me go!" Anna screamed again in a voice that had weakened because one of the men started to caress her chest and squeeze it. Kenny grinned as he walked closer to Anna who was already restrained on the sofa. Anna's hands were pulled back until her chest heaved. "We're really going to have fun tonight, Anna," Kenny exclaimed again, immediately opening Anna's blouse until Anna's chest was exposed, only covered by her top. Kenny had just bent down to plant a kiss there when suddenly the door to the room was opened roughly.

Julius's assumption was wrong. When Zachary put his fluffy tail in my hand and flirted with me that night, it felt so soft that I couldn't stop myself from squeezing it. He groaned. Burying his face in my neck, he whined and said, "Queenie, tell me if you feel uncomfortable. I'll be gentle. I won't hurt you." He was very gentle indeed. However, Liam Ashford, a lycan and the candidate for my next trial marriage, was anything but. I had heard that lycans had great core strength, but when I experienced it for myself, I was overwhelmed.

The woman sitting here was something new: Damien Voss’s eager, submissive slut, ready to embrace every dark desire he had awakened in me. The future stretched ahead, no longer professional and controlled, but wild, dangerous, and utterly thrilling. And I couldn’t wait to begin it.

Nichole hung up. So far, Ashley had ticked off two items on her revenge list, and she knew Thomas was watching, because when she got featured on an international billboard, Thomas was the first to send her flowers with a stupid copied love message from the internet, which Ashley didn't hesitate to throw in the trash. She will do everything Thomas said she couldn't do, and she would make sure he's watching. Ashley now wore a white short gown decorated with pearls, she curled the tips of her hair. She put extra effort, because she knew Aiden McCurdy will be at the Wild Club tonight. She relaxed in a corner, drinking wine, as she listened to conversation and laughter filled the air.

I rise to my feet. A soft song drifts through hidden speakers as the room seems to read my intention. The lights dim and bleed into a deep, seductive red, wrapping the space in intimate shadow. Alone With You by Ashlee fills the air, slow and sensual. Hardin sits up straighter on the couch, elbows on his knees, watching me with unblinking intensity. I hold his gaze and slowly unwrap my dress, letting the fabric slide off my shoulders. With a flick of my wrist, I toss it toward him. He catches it mid-air, presses the warm silk to his face, and inhales deeply, a satisfied groan rumbling from his chest.

Before long, three men strolled out of the woods with a bow and arrow cocked. "I'll be damned!" The man exclaimed. "You are the girl?" "Indeed. Why do you want me?" Kristen said, unmoved. "She fights like a bloody man!" "I'm a scorned woman, Bushy. Why do you want me because I have no time for chatter." The man let out a ugly laugh, "You may fight like a man but you stand no chance against me and my men. You are coming with us, the Master wants you." The man was a big man, his bushy hair and the dirty cloth that hung loosely around his waist defiled all reasons. His chest was bare, revealing a strong muscle and a huge neck. "You are not ready for a peaceful conversation then?" Kristen asked