Trinity Rodman Hot Novels & Stories

But the feverish lust I felt as I stared at Rodri had no cure. He was in some plain white shirt that was unbuttoned down to his chest, and the sleeves were rolled up to his strong, veiny forearms. His hair was tousled from the long day he probably had at work, but that also made him looked even more fuckable. “Trinity.” I heard his voice call my name, and I abruptly snapped out of my lustful gaze. I raised my eyes to meet his mesmerizing hazel gaze. “Yes, baby?” I answered softly.

Rodman was stunned. How ruthless!

"Does your wolf need my hands to arrange a fast pack ride to the estate?" "No, the Mensah Clan already sent a black car for my boots." "Have a great time at the bonfire, then." Trinity flashes a fake, sweet smile, says a quick goodbye, and walks out of the Adebayo gates. But his boots don't go anywhere near the Mensah Moon Estate—instead, his car tails Seth’s alpha scent straight to the private rooms of the Valoria Ridge club.

Reyna threw her head back, she moaned and pushed he pussy out, so she could feel Rodrigo’s hard penis. “Oh, Rod, mmmm…” he was sucking her nipple, she felt like there was electricity passing through her body. Her moan drove Rodrigo wild, he wrapped both his hands around her ass, grabbing it hard, all the time still sucking on her nipple, he lifted her off the ground and she wrapped her legs around his waist. He turned slowly around, still holding her and bent down to lay her on the pillows. He let go of her nipple and stood up, towering over her, the flames from the fire were playing across her face, the light made her eyes shine. Reyna lifted her slightly up, looking at Rodrigo, licking her

Instead, he just gave her a normal smile and nodded for her to continue. “Every bite just melted on my tongue and before I knew it I had finished it all.” She realized something and frowned as she sat forward. “I don’t think I got your name yet.” “Me? I’m so sorry, I really should have introduced myself sooner. My name is Ryan Rosewood.” He watched Trisha as the gears whirred in her head, and he smiled politely when the connection hit her. “Oh, wow! You’re that really famous actor! What are you doing here? In this kind of place?”

The heat between us was undeniably heavy and suffocating. He pinched the tiny bud, and when he entered me whole, I gasped. The overwhelming fullness of being claimed felt utterly satisfying. I hadn't known Rodrick possessed such surprising stamina that even the late Damon had never made me feel this way. For a fleeting moment, it felt like my body finally found its perfect match. It responded instantly with a faint trickle of release. Who would have thought that Rodrick had so many tricks up his sleeve? In that instant, it felt as if I had been lifted straight to heaven, and the intensity swallowed all the grievances I had suffered.

Rodney replied arrogantly an act which pissed Ryan off , his wife's lover was arrogant . “ why did you hurt my wife ? ” Ryan asked coldly “ so you now know you have a wife ?, How ridiculous ” he answered nonchalantly “ I beg your pardon what are you trying to insinuate ? ” Ryan asked getting infuriated “ We know you married her for contract purposes why are you acting possessive ? ” Rodney snapped and Ryan lost it , he gave him a punch , Rodney returned his favor “ Do you even care for her like a husband would do ? Why don't you divorce her ? ” Rodney asked sounding jealous

he replied simply. Rodnie signaled the bartender for another drink for himself. Then he turned back to Ryan. “Seriously, Bro. I’ve never seen you so serious like that,” he said. Moments later, his own drink arrived. “Was that a woman?” he asked. Ryan looked at him in surprise. “How did you know?” “Of course, who else?” Rodnie grinned. He glanced over Ryan's shoulder, and Ryan followed his gaze to see Gina exiting the VIP room, her expression still unreadable.

Ryan “For a man who assaulted me over her, you’re pretty fucking cold to your own Luna,” Roderick said, his voice low but carrying across the room like it was meant to. “Why is that, Ryan?” It wasn’t a question. It was bait. The room went quiet. Conversations dipped. Heads tilted just a fraction. Everyone was listening without looking like they were listening. The kind of attention that prickled along my spine. Rain had gone completely still beside me. I felt it where my hand rested at her waist - the sudden tension running through her body, the way she tried to keep it hidden.

Ryan stood up from his seat, then walked around the work desk and stood behind Karin. “You ask why? "That's because I don't trust Luke, because after all I know Luke as a playboy and I don't trust him at all, just like I don't believe that I can stop myself from touching you!" Karin got goosebumps when she felt Ryan lower his face until She felt his breath fanning against her neck. Moreover, hearing what Ryan said only made her feel uncomfortable.