Tangan Di Iris Novels & Stories

IRIS "Take him, Iris," Eli growled low into my ear, his fingers spreading my ass cheeks wide as he aligned himself at my back entrance. I reached up, my trembling fingers wrapping around the hot, thick base of Liam’s length, guiding the broad tip into my mouth. I took him deep, swirling my tongue around the hot head, tasting the pre-cum as I sucked firmly, bobbing my head in a steady, pace. Liam let out a low groan, his fingers tangling in my hair, holding me steady as he stroked his length against my tongue.

Iris I was dumbfounded as I watched the alpha's gaze consume me. My hand was still extended, and he touched my fingers from thumb to index finger and raised them to the light. I felt a surge of electricity and watched his fingers trace the lines on my palm. His touch was gentle and sensual, and his fingers moved slowly and deliberately as if he were memorizing every curve and crease of my palm. What exactly was he doing? This was strange, but in a good way.

"Look at the tattoo on your chest, Julian. Tell everyone what it means." He instinctively covered his chest, then, as if to prove a point, ripped open his shirt. The iris tattoo was still there, but it had been altered. A high-definition close-up appeared on the screen beside him. Where the heart of the flower should have been… was a small, sharp dagger. The Rosso family crest. A collective gasp swept through the pews. "No… that's not possible…" Julian stared down at his own chest, as if seeing the change for the very first time.

As I reached for it, my hand trembled. And just before I touched the knob— I heard Iris. Screaming my name.

Iris *Get a hold of yourself, get a grip, Iris. You’re not a slut.* *Oh, the man was beautiful,* I thought, as I watched the planes and ridges of his muscular body. Unable to help myself, I reached for his nipples, circling my fingers around them, enjoying the way he shuddered and smiled. Then he pulled down his sweatpants and kicked them off, revealing his rigid member pointing in my direction, almost as if to say hello.

Travelling fast from her chest, it reached the end of her fingertips—slowly, she unleashed the force from afar letting it find its way towards the man. She heard a bone cracked from his wrist whilst his fingers snapped backwards, losing his grip of the glass. The tranquil silence of the alley broke from a loud piercing scream that tore free from his mouth. “Aghhh! Stop! Please!” he cried out, clutching his injured hand. “Oh, unfortunately that’s not my part. My job is just to catch you but too bad, I kinda need an entertainment right now.” Iris bent down on him when she finally reached on where he sits. She put her hand over his head, patting it like a puppy.

Again and again, my large hand meets her ass, teaching rather than punishing. Iris’ soft whimpers fill the air and her expressive eyes, wide and glistening emerald-green, meet my gaze in the mirror across the room, revealing a vulnerability and submission that makes my cock harden. My eyes travel over the delightful reflection of her full breasts pressing against the arm of the chair, nipples hardening in arousal.

LES After about an hour thereabout, Julian had lost six fingers and three teeth before passing out. Iris went to a nearby sink to wash her bloody hands and all I could do was watch her. Summoning courage, not sure if she was still mad at me, I approached her. Spotting my hands coming towards her, Iris stepped out of reach, looking everywhere else but at me.

I mumble even with the rag in my mouth. He gives me a creepy smile. "That's funny." He steps closer and trails a finger on my arm. I curse inwardly as his finger makes contact with my bare skin. I almost gag at the look on his face. "You have such beautiful skin.." I glare at him as I struggle on the chair. He notices my struggle and he smiles. "Aw, poor Iris. You want me to untie you?" I arch an eyebrow at him and he removes the rag. "Why would you do that?" I sneer.

“What would you do, Terrell? You know that will start a war.” He pulled Danica close to him. “Be mine, Danica. Let me take you from all of this. And yes, there are second chances. Especially now I that know what the iris is.”