Noah Iris Novels & Stories

Now before you begin, Iris, I want you to take your clothes off please. After placing the harness and dildo on the counter beside her, and blushing a deep shade of red, Iris pulled off her t-shirt and unclasped her bra, revealing a very pretty little set of titties, with very hard nipples and dark areolas. When she appeared to be hesitant to go any further, as she stood there half-naked attempting to cover her breasts with one arm, Elias gently coaxed her on. "Now the pants and panties, Iris."

"Because whoever he is held this! His scent is all over it!" Claudius said as he held Birdie out to Noah. Noah slowly reached for Birdie, then twirled it around in his hand for a moment before slowly bringing it to his nose. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath as he pressed it against his nose. That's when he realized whose scent Claudius is actually smelling. Noah looked toward Samantha and Tyler and they looked at him confused. "Hughes, I think his mate is Hughes!" Noah said and their eyes went wide before looking at Claudius.

I nudged Iris and pointed at them both. "Oh my, they look so cute together," She cried out. "I just hope Noah isn't here to spoil their moment? I'll really be mad at him," I laughed. "Zoe told me he wasn't able to come. He's down with a fever," "I hope he remains that way till these two get married," I turned to her with wide eyes. "Are you crazy?!" She burst into laughter and leaned against me. "I just want the both of them to do things their own way without any other person influencing it,"

After sitting down my eyes started looking for a familiar figure when I heard Queen Hazel’s voice. “Noah is not here. He is leaving tomorrow. Too busy in preparing a presentation with his secretary.” She squeezed my hand and I felt embarrassed but did not deny her. Was it that obvious? Then something odd happened. I saw pink smoke swirling above Talia’s head. It was just for a while. I tried to blink to look again only to find that it was no more there. Why I was seeing pink like this? Had it something to do with my eye sight? Should I get it checked?

The petite voice of the lady came from the other end. “Iris.” He called out, hissing as he touched his member feeling the burn. “Yes Noel, what do you need?” She asked. It seemed that she was in a hurry to end the call and also for Noel, he doesn’t have time to waste so he went straight to the point telling her what he need. “I need you.” He gritted. “I need to get a release and you are the only one that can come to mind.” He added. Iris laughed evily on the other side. “Why won’t you call Aurora? I am sure she will be more than pleased to help you.” She teased.

A medium built, and from where he was sitting, he was probably around five feet and eleven inches tall. I took a deep shaky breath. “Sir, I need my necklace back.” Gael strolled his gaze on me from head to toe. “That must be so important to you. A gift? Just Call me Gael.” “Gael it is. That’s my mom’s.” “You can go, Lois,” he dismissed her. “Have a seat—” “Iris. My name is Iris Clayton.” Slowly, I took a seat at one of the two chairs across him. “Were you separated from your family or group?”

“We’ll see how funny you are after your first earnings call.” Iris, who had remained strangely silent throughout the exchange, finally set down her glass and spoke. “There’s no need for mockery,” she said, voice poised, almost warm. “Noah’s in uncharted territory. He deserves time to adjust.” Her tone was gentle — but her eyes were razors. “And besides,” she added, “the clause is a gift. It gives him a chance to prove he belongs.” “More like a choke collar,” Noah muttered. She smiled again. “Perspective.”

She seethes with a glare directed to me. "Iris has nothing to do with this, Natasha." Luke scolds her, his voice raising to a notch. He moves to me and asks me if I'm okay, still in a daze I nod my head absent-mindedly, I try to talk to her again but she cuts me off, her glare flickering from Luke to me. "All you do is ruin things. I really hope you're fucking happy, Iris." With that she storms off, right after Luke walks away.

Joseph lifted his eyes and questioned, "Your actions puzzle me. You haven't done anything wrong, so why would I fire you? There was no need for your superior to plead on your behalf." "But I... I was afraid Ms. Chloe would get mad and ask me to leave the company... I’m grateful you're here to protect me..." Iris said, her voice timid and shaky, resembling a frightened little rabbit seeking the security of a stronger presence. She knew that some men struggled to see the nuances between different women, similar to how Joseph once saw Noah as innocent. She was done nitpicking. Knowing he loved her, she felt the details could be sorted out later. No relationship was perfect from the get-go. If t

“Jesus! What the f*ck do you think you’re doing?” “Getting down to work, maybe. I’m keeping my end of the deal, Mr. Laurier.” Iris looked away while her trembling fingers went to her top. She started unbuttoning them in slow motion. She trained her mind to accept the worst punishment possible. The top came off her and pooled near her knees, with only an old, white, cheap bra covering her. She knew how unattractive she looked. Would Maddox cancel the agreement and stop helping them?