Tangan Di Iris Novels & Stories

“Right hand.” Her eyes snapped open and were flitting with lust. I was sure her orgasm was already building up. Without taking her eyes off me, Iris pressed her ring finger onto my lips while I continued to assault her pussy. I swirled and adjusted the ring around inside my mouth before holding her hand. When the ring was already positioned and held by my teeth and lips, I guided her, but she already understood what was going on and slipped her finger into the ring and further into my mouth.

“My phone” Iris reached out but her hands were trembling, she couldn’t hold them out for too long before they dropped back to her side. There weren’t words to describe the terror she felt. She had a hard time believing that was her friend and wanted to see the pictures again to confirm that it was her friend that was tied up there. “Give me my phone” Her voice shook with every word as she reached for the phone again. This time, it was handed to her. Her head felt tight, like it was filled with barrels and barrels of water and her vision was slowly becoming blurry.

“Iris can’t lose Circe.” I place my hand on her stomach and I see my lilac orbs radiating from my hands. Fear rises within me as I don’t know what I’m doing, and I don’t want to hurt her. I try to pull it back but something is holding it in place. Eventually, I can't fight it any longer. My eyes graze over and my head falls back.

Dear moon goddess, please help me make her understand who Ander truly is. “You won't understand iris.” He shrugged at her, trying to hold her hand but iris gave him a dangerous gaze that made him pull away for a while but unfortunately, it didn't last as he proceeded to grab her hands against her wish. “Get off of me!” Iris screamed at him the moment he wrapped his hands around her waist, making my stomach drop in knots. Seeing how desperate he seems, I don't think he would be giving up any moment from now.. for someone like Ander, he wouldn't stop until he does what's in his mind.

If she were working for someone or planning something, I would make sure to handle her first. Iris's eyes were locked on mine. I knew what she wanted. "Do you want me?" I taunted, shoving two fingers inside of her petite mouth. Iris nodded in reply, gently caressing her tongue along my fingers before suckling on them. "Fuck," I whispered before leaning down to her mouth right next to my fingers, "Beg me." "Please!" she begged without hesitation. A victorious smile formed on my lips.

When Iris saw Evelyn, she gritted her teeth and shouted, "Evelyn, you succubus. Isn't it bad enough that you seduced my son? Now, you have made it so that his life is in danger! I am going to kill you." After saying that, Iris lifted her arm to swing her palm across Evelyn's face. However, Iris' hand was still in the air when a huge palm suddenly gripped her wrist. A deep voice made its way into her ears. "Don't you dare touch her!"

Blood was leaking through her fingers. "Cain. Half an hour ago, on the middle trail through the territory, I ran into Iris…" She sobbed, pulling her hand back to show him the angry, ragged scratch along the side of her neck. "She came at me like she'd lost her mind. She tore my ceremonial robe, ruined the hem, and she clawed me. She was laughing, Cain. She said no one was going to take her place tonight." The second Cain saw the blood, his eyes flooded red.

But Iris was nowhere near finished. Her eyes fluttered open again, and that glassy hunger was still there, brighter than before, almost feverish in its intensity. She lifted one hand and traced my jaw with trembling fingers, her touch featherlight, her fingertips mapping the lines of my face like she was trying to memorize me for a time when she might not have me this close.

Tori squeezed Iris' hand with assurance. "Make mistakes, Iris. We will sort them out together. Just don't hold yourself back from doing anything." Tori keeps her whole, undivided attention at her friend who also seems to be giving in. I watch as Iris heave in a long sigh and turned her head to look at me with her those hypnotizing violet eyes as she told me, "I will come." Fucking finally!

***************** ~Arianna’s POV~ A crystal ball sat atop a blackened silver stand between us, swirling with faint tendrils of mist inside. The moment Iris tapped her finger against the glass, it pulsed with a bright, ethereal glow. My breath hitched. “Give me your hand, Arianna,” Iris commanded softly, her tone laced with authority and mystery. I hesitated, a chill creeping over me, before slowly extending my hand. The cool air of the cabin seemed to pulse with energy as Iris’s touch met mine, and she closed her eyes as if to summon forces beyond mortal ken.