Lauren Asher Dirty Air Series Novels & Stories

CONTENT WARNING: explicit marital sex, light romantic dominance, brief mention of spanking fantasies CHAPTER ONE Lauren was sitting on the couch reading the latest ebook release by her favorite author when she heard the garage door opening. Smiling to herself, she tapped her finger to turn the page while she waited for her husband to come inside the house. He was home a little early, which was nice. She usually managed to make it home before him, but this time she'd only been reading for about five minutes – and she hadn't been expecting him for at least another thirty.

Lila saw through it in ten seconds flat. Thirty four, rich as sin, class dripping from every gesture. She’d walked into the underground fight club where he was bleeding on the mat, handed him a silk handkerchief for his cut lip, and said, “You’re wasting talent on these animals. Come work for me.” He’d laughed. She hadn’t. Five years later, they were married. Two years after that, Dirty Angels opened its doors, velvet ropes, crystal chandeliers, music that beat like a heartbeat.

When she finally broke through the dirt, heaving for breath, the cool mountain air seared her lungs as she coughed out dirt. Kira sat there for several long minutes, half in and half out of a grave, no one else in sight, the forest surrounding her impossible to see in the dark. “Fuck,” Kira coughed, tiredly shoving at the dirt covering her legs, trying to free them. She brushed dirty fingers against the tear in her neck, wincing at the sting. It was probably a mess of infection right now, but oh well. It would heal. Probably. Kira crawled out of her grave and lay down beside it, staring up at what she could see of the sky through the inky tree branches blotting out most of it.

He took a seat by her side and she heaved a sigh of relief. Next came Raphael and Jake. The sisters followed closely behind and they all took seats close to Hermione. Hermione was comforted by their closeness and relaxed a bit. Lycans walked into the hall, most of them throwing Hermione looks of curiosity. Lang Lang leaned towards Hermione and whispered the names of some lycans. She pointed at a blonde Lycan, who was "Nate", and a sexy brunette, “Raine”, two identical males. She identified them as “Troy and Moran” and a particularly large Lycan “asher”.

The moment amaan left, Asher faced her, “Never seen a shameless girl like you, staring at him like he was a piece of meat.” “He sure was ripped,” she murmured absentmindedly, looking at the direct Amaan left only to shriek when Asher pinched her, “We have a child here.” “What’s wrong with you? You—” But Asmaira’s voice interrupted her. “What are you doing here?” Asher and Lexie fidget under her scrutinizing eyes, avoiding her eyes. Asher cleared his throat, “I-I was having dinner with my friend, and then I saw them."