Rowan Blanchard Sexy Novels & Stories

This day is going to hell. "I have to go," I say softly. Hoping this will shut Bianca up. I can't take much more of her retorts. "Wait, you never told me. Are you dating Tatianna Moretti or not?" To shocked for words, I mumble through the phone, " I have to go." I push the end call button and click on my internet app. I decided to google her full name, Tatianna Moretti. Page after page pops up, but the real kicker is an article with my name. " Tatianna has moved on with none other than the owner and CEO of Blaze Enterprises. Axon Blaze and Tatianna are planning their wedding for December. Could there be a baby on the way?"

His chest was not huge, but solid. Real. “You fainted pretty hard.” “What…..” “The bonds.” Rowan was leaning against the wall, red hair draped all over his broad sexy shoulders, arms crossed over his bare huge chest. No shirt , just jeans. I blushed and looked away, trying not to look at his abs, or the tatoo over his ribs and shoulders. Red hair fell in his eyes. “Hit you like a truck, huh?” The bonds. Right. Four golden threads connecting me to four strangers.

She bit her lip to keep from moaning. Around them, the sounds of the room grew louder, wet kisses, soft curses, the rustle of fabric. Someone nearby was getting fucked, the rhythmic slap of skin unmistakable. Rowan didn’t rush. He teased her nipples until she was squirming, then slid both hands down her body. The slit in her gown gave him easy access again. This time he pushed the fabric aside roughly, exposing her soaked panties to the cool air. “Still dripping for me,” he murmured. “Greedy little fox.”

If I don’t see what’s on it Rowan’s life might be in danger. “Okay that must be one of the worst excuses I’ve ever come up with.” I mutter under my breath. I take out my laptop and switch it on before plugging in the stick. Only thing on it is video. Bite my lip and press play. It’s a bedroom. I frown When a naked woman walks in the room my eyes widen. I recognize her she’s Hannah Smith the model. I’ll never look like that she’s tall and really pretty. A half naked man walks in next. I recognize Rowan instantly. The tattoo on his shoulder. The snake that wraps around a delicate rose. I’ve asked him before what it means he told me it represents his bloodied past and refused to say anything el

He inserted his huge dick into the red hairy girl's pussy in seconds, he was fast in banging her while his fingers were rubbing the blonde hairy pussy. Both ladies moaned out so loud, enjoying every bit of the pleasure, "I am going to make sure I show no mercy to your pussy, I am going to f**k you two for hours and you will know why I am Rowan." He boasted of his sex strength to them.

I pushed the heavy door open, the sound of showers echoing. They weren’t in the showers. They were right there, by the benches, toweling off, and they were completely, gloriously naked. My brain short-circuited. Rowan was built like a fucking god, all carved muscle and tan skin. And his cock… Jesus. It was thick and heavy, already half-hard just from the heat of the shower, resting against his thigh. But it was Declan who made my mouth actually water. He was leaner, but his cock was longer, a beautiful, veined piece of work that looked like it was made to hit a girl’s deepest spots.

Then Kieran positioned himself in a doggy style, his fingers gripping the duvet tightly, while Rowan spanked him several times, fondled his cock too before he thrust his cock inside him for the third time that morning. “Hmmmm,” Kieran moaned out as Rowan buried himself up to the hilt. He threw his head back and saw stars behind his lids. “Your body is so nice and tight, sweetheart,” Rowan grunted, pushing himself in and out, his fingers gripping his hips tightly. “I can't seem to get enough of you.” ———— At the Rogue Kingdom, Cassandra strolled into the clubhouse and the moment she looked ahead, her breath seized and the radiant smile on her face disappeared into thin air.

Rowan's eyes fell on them, and his eyes glowed to that sexy ruby that I loved so much. "You're so sexy, you know that?" He growled, taking his shirt off. "I'm always drawn to you like a moth to a flame... every time I see you feels like I'm seeing you for the first time. My body craves for you... I always want you, Sweet Pea." Rowan threw his shirt away before he reached for his belt. I bit my lower lip as my mate gave me a little strip show. He unbuckled his belt and slowly pushed down his pants, throwing them away with his leg. A smirk crossed his lips when he noticed me staring at the bulge in his boxers.

A massive, calloused hand slides up the back of the flannel shirt, over my bare butt, and dives straight for my center. "Ah!" I gasp into Bram’s mouth. It’s Rowan. He’s come up behind me, his body a wall of solid muscle. His fingers are thick and rough, dragging through my slickness with zero hesitation. He isn't gentle. He cups my mound, his palm crushing against my clit as he pulls my hips back against his groin. I can feel him through his pants. He’s huge. Rigid. "You're so wet," Rowan grumbles against the back of my neck, his breath hot and ragged. "Slicking for us already."

lucian reaches up to hold his brother's hips, digging his fingers into his shoulders to display how good it feels. Watching the two of them move together is unlike anything I could have dreamt up. Right now, the only difference in their appearance is the ink on Rowan arms. They look so beautiful like a piece of prized art, with the Same blushed cheeks, same hooded blue eyes and dark hair that looks so tousled and scattered like it’s been raked through repeatedly. My cock is so hard, it's twitching on its own. Moving in closer, I grasp Rowan’s jaw and push his mouth down.