Touch me tender, Break me wild: A Steamy, Erotic compilation
Warning:
THIS BOOK IS NOT FOR THE FAINT OF HEART.
Inside these pages are stories that will make your pulse race, your skin tingle, and your thoughts turn deliciously wicked.
There’s dominance and surrender, sweetness and sin, soft whispers and rough hands.
If you don’t like being teased, tempted, or broken in the best ways possible… TURN BACK NOW!!!!!
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Each story is a taste of something different — tender, wild, sweet, rough, soft, filthy. They’ll make you blush, gasp, and crave more.
These are not just tales of lust — they’re stories of connection, of losing yourself in the moment, of bodies that speak louder than words. Some will make you sigh. Some will make you squirm. All of them will leave you wanting another page.
So if you’re ready for a collection that makes your heart flutter and your skin burn…
Step into the world of Touch Me Tender, Break Me Wild.
Because love can be gentle...
But sometimes, it’s so much better when it hurts just right.
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Chapter: Love For My Stepbrother Part 2Chapter 2: Poison in a Mother’s Mouth The text from Mom had been burning a hole in my phone all weekend, but Monday morning hit like a freight train. I stared at my reflection in the office bathroom mirror, trying to smooth out the dark circles under my eyes. My ass still ached faintly from Marcus's spanks, a secret reminder that made my thighs clench even as guilt twisted in my gut. What the hell was I doing? Sleeping with my stepbrother—my boss—in his locked office, then risking it all with that unlocked door thrill on Sunday. It had felt electric, addictive, like finally scratching an itch I'd ignored for years. But Mom's words—Be careful—old family tensions—echoed, turning the afterglow sour. I avoided Marcus's office all morning, burying myself in spreadsheets and emails. He caught my eye during the team huddle, his gaze lingering a beat too long, that possessive glint making my pulse stutter. I looked away, pretending to jot notes. By noon, my phone buzzed again: Mom wanted
Last Updated: 2026-02-18
Chapter: Story 15: Love For My Stepbrother Part 1Chapter 1: Late-Night LockdownThe fluorescent lights of the tech firm's open-plan office hummed like a swarm of angry bees, casting long shadows across the rows of desks cluttered with monitors and coffee mugs. It was past nine on a Friday, the kind of hour when most interns had long since bolted for happy hour or Netflix binges. But not me. Elena Vasquez, fresh out of college with a shiny business degree and a chip on my shoulder the size of our family's fractured history, was glued to her screen, pretending to finalize a market analysis report. Truth was, my eyes kept drifting to the glass-walled corner office at the far end, where my stepbrother—boss, technically—still burned the midnight oil.Marcus Hale. Twenty-eight, CEO of Hale Innovations, and the one person who'd managed to turn my life into a pressure cooker of unresolved tension since our parents' messy marriage when we were teens. We'd grown up in the same house, shared holidays, even a bathroom during those awkward high
Last Updated: 2026-02-17
Chapter: Best friend’s Dad as the New Boss Part 2Chapter 2: Office Shadows The morning sun sliced through my blinds like a guilty verdict, hitting my face and yanking me from a sleep tangled with dreams of concrete floors and rough hands. I groaned, rolling over in sheets that still smelled faintly of my own desperation from last night. My ass throbbed—a dull, insistent ache that made me wince as I shifted. Richard Hargrove had wrecked me in that garage, claimed parts of me I hadn't even known were up for grabs. And the worst part? I couldn't stop replaying it, my body humming with a traitorous heat every time his gravel voice echoed in my head: Our secret. But it won't be the last. I dragged myself to the shower, the hot water stinging my sore skin like a reminder. Soap slid over bruises on my hips, fingerprints from his grip. Elena's stepdad. My boss. The man who'd just face-fucked me until I gagged, then bent me over his car and pounded my ass until I screamed. What the hell was I doing? I was Mia Reyes, the girl who'd clawed
Last Updated: 2026-02-10
Chapter: STORY 14: Best Friend's Dad as the New Boss Part 1Chapter 1: The Client Dinner The fluorescent lights of the law firm's conference room buzzed overhead like angry hornets, casting harsh shadows on the polished mahogany table. Mia adjusted her blouse for the third time, the silk clinging a little too snugly to her curves. At 23, she was the youngest paralegal in Richard Hargrove's cutthroat firm, and every day felt like walking a tightrope over a pit of vipers. Richard—her best friend Elena's stepfather—loomed at the head of the table, his broad shoulders straining against his tailored suit, his steel-gray eyes scanning the room with the precision of a predator. He was 48, divorced twice, and built like a man who commanded boardrooms and bedrooms alike. Mia had always known him as the stern figure in Elena's family photos, but now, working under him, that authority felt personal, invasive. "Mia, the deposition transcripts for the merger case," Richard's voice cut through the murmur of associates, low and gravelly, like gravel unde
Last Updated: 2026-02-06
Chapter: Fuck with my Husband's bestfriend is better than with him —My husband Part 9Janette's Point Of View I’m writing this with shaking hands, not because time hasn’t passed, but because pain doesn’t obey calendars. It waits. It hides. And when it finally rises, it reminds you of everything you thought you survived. My name is Jane, and this is not a story I tell with pride. It’s a confession. A warning. A scar laid bare so maybe another woman won’t walk the same road I did with her eyes closed and her heart unguarded. I used to believe love was enough. That marriage was a shield. That friendship meant safety. I believed loyalty was automatic once vows were exchanged and years were shared. I believed wrong things because I wanted to feel secure instead of being honest. It started with words. Cruel ones. Words I threw at my husband in anger, words meant to cut him where I knew he was already wounded. I thought I was venting. I thought I was standing up for myself. I didn’t understand then that humiliation poisons love quietly. It doesn’t explode. It seeps. When
Last Updated: 2026-02-02
Chapter: Fuck with my Husband's bestfriend is better than with him —My husband Part 8Janette's Point Of ViewThe words hung in the air like a noose tightening around my neck. 'Camera?' I repeated, my voice cracking, barely above a whisper. My body felt heavy, exposed, the sheets tangled around my legs as I sat up straighter on the bed. Tom and Lisa were still locked together, her hips grinding lazily on his lap, his cock buried inside her like it belonged there. But their faces—oh god, those indifferent masks they wore now—sent ice through my veins. What the hell did they mean? We'd just... everything was so intense, so real. Or was it all a setup?Lisa's laughter sliced through the room first, sharp and mocking, like glass shattering. She slid off Tom with a wet pop, his cock glistening as it slapped against his thigh, but she didn't care. She turned to me, her eyes gleaming with something dark, triumphant. 'Oh, Jane. Sweet, clueless Jane. You really thought this was just a fun little threesome? A way to spice up your boring marriage?' She wiped a hand across her mou
Last Updated: 2026-02-01
His Sinful Pleasure
"I want your hands on me, inside me. Your mouth, your c**k. Anything to release me from this tension and heat, please do it. Please!!"
His growl vibrated through me. "Now was that so hard".
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Have you ever gotten wet just by being gazed at? It's insane, right?
That's what I felt when his eyes were on me. My panties soaked immediately and it was my first time feeling so hot.
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One minute, Zerina was in a world where she only knew that humans existed.The next minute, she was being mated, f**ked and claimed by the Lycan King.
She has always been hated, whipped and insulted at every turn by her family, by people around her. Her boyfriend cheating on her with her sister. Zerina was devastated. She decided to have one night of fun and that's when she met him. The one man who her family betrayed, she was the price they were to pay. Her father married her off to the cold and ruthless Supreme Alpha King. The very man who she was the only cure to his sickness. The very man who despises her existence and she doesn't know why.
She tried to reject him but he refused her rejection, with a promise to make her life a living hell.
Zerina begins to uncover dark secrets buried in the past. Her past and present life. So many betrayals. Lies. Dark forces that may threaten everything she has ever know.
She feels this dangerous pull that can't be ignored and these dark forces have always been there, breeding silently, waiting for the best time to surface.
What happens when they find out about this dark forces especially when it was created by someone from you past life, someone from your immediate family?
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Chapter: 75. Emotions coming from the Alpha King?Author's Point Of View Instead of returning to her room, Zerina wandered the third floor like a lost spirit. She sat in the shared lounge, gazing through the tall glass windows until boredom tugged at her. Eventually, she stepped into the balcony, seeking a better view of the sunset. The sky was painted in streaks of purple, orange and soft pink as the sun dipped below the horizon. It was breathtaking.She sighed.The beauty of it made her chest ache—especially knowing she couldn’t share it with him.Pulling her gaze away, she explored the length of the balcony. It stretched across the mansion, immaculate despite being exposed to the elements.Golden vine patterns curled along the railings. The marble floor gleamed white beneath her feet, matching the interior’s design. A round table and chairs sat neatly arranged, as though someone enjoyed tea there regularly.She walked toward the table, intending to sit—Then she saw it. Her eyes landed on a ladder that extended all the way up to
Last Updated: 2026-02-01
Chapter: 74. The Fear Of Tight SpacesAuthor's Point of View"No," was yet again, his solid answer. He really couldn't believe this girl at all. He predicted it would be something silly but she surprised him by jumping into another dimension of silliness .Zerina's Point Of ViewLysander looked utterly speechless. I held my breath, waiting for his response. After a few seconds that felt like an eternity, he finally spoke. "No," he said firmly. That was it. Just one word. He looked genuinely incredulous, as though he couldn't believe I had even asked such a thing. Maybe he had expected something childish or trivial from me, but why do I feel like he looked at me as though I had apparently leaped straight into another realm of absurdity. "Go and rest, Zerina. I have important matters to attend to tonight," he added coolly. He rejected me outrightly. "B-but, Lysander, I—"Before I could finish, he placed a finger over my lips, silencing me instantly. I knew that look. He wouldn't give in so easily. If I wanted him to ag
Last Updated: 2026-01-29
Chapter: 72. Let's Climb The RoofAuthor's Point of ViewLysander was standing beside the window, one hand resting against the glass. His eyes were still cold and cruel, but Zerina noticed something different this time. There was no jeweled hardness in their depths. She stepped inside cautiously, and had no idea what to do in the dimly lit room. She felt his hand touch the side of her neck, a hint of colour washed into her pale cheeks. Her breath hitched instantly.Surrounded by silence, she could almost hear his breathing and her slightly disturbing heartbeat pounding in her ears. "I made tea for you." She said softly. "Hmmm." That was all he gave her.Carefully, Zerina managed to find her way in the dark, her fingers trembling as she set the tray down. She poured the tea into a cup and handed it to him with both hands, silently praying that he would like it.Lysander took a slow sip from the tea. Zerina watched him closely, trying so hard to read his expression, to check if he liked it or not but the man's face,
Last Updated: 2026-01-26
Chapter: 72. The Tea of ApologyZerina's Point Of View I ran along the staircase, using my eyes to search for Mr. Wilson. The marble floor seemed to stretch on forever, a cold, unforgiving expanse that matched the dread pooling in my stomach. I didn’t know what to do. I hated this feeling—the heaviness in my chest, the guilt weighing on my thoughts like a physical presence. I hated knowing someone was angry with me, especially when I didn’t fully understand why. And worse… it was him. Lysander. My heart twisted at the thought of him, at the idea of facing his cold, piercing gaze. I let out a slow breath and turned around, my eyes landing on the tall, composed figure standing near the corridor. I exhaled. Mr. Wilson, the epitome of dignity and calm, his posture was perfect, his expression serene. But I saw it—the faint flicker of concern in his eyes, the way his hands were clenched slightly behind his back. “Mr. Wilson…” I called softly, my voice barely above a whisper. The butler turned immediately, straighten
Last Updated: 2026-01-25
Chapter: 71. PACIFYING HIS ANGERZerina's Point Of ViewAll the way home, Lysander didn’t say a word. He drove the car with his eyes fixed straight ahead, his grip tight on the steering wheel. The air around him felt heavy and suffocating, and I didn’t need anyone to tell me that he was not in a good mood.I wanted to explain what had happened. I really did. But every time I parted my lips, the words refused to come out. My throat felt tight, my heart pounding too loudly in my chest. I was nervous—terrified, even. I couldn't bring myself to say anything.I didn’t know if I had done something wrong, but the guilt crept in anyway. Why was he so angry? Was it because of me? I felt like I owed him an sensible explanation, yet I couldn’t find the courage to speak. I stayed quiet the entire drive, hesitating again and again until we finally arrived at the mansion.Lysander parked the car and got out, walking towards the house without waiting for me. I followed slowly behind him, my steps uncertain. By the time I entered th
Last Updated: 2026-01-24
Chapter: 70. IF I DON'T SPOIL MY WIFE, SHOULD I SPOIL YOURS?Authors Point Of View His voice was as cold as an iceberg. Zerina didn’t know why such a voice—so sharp and distant—could make her heart settle in such an awkward moment. They had only met a few days ago. She didn’t even know him well. But one thing she was certain of was this— She felt safe with him. He made her feel safe. Dave looked up and met a handsome face carved with cold, withering eyes. The kind of eyes that didn’t need to raise their voice to command obedience. Just one glance from him made people move. Almost instinctively, Dave loosened his grip on Zerina’s wrist. The moment she was free, Zerina stepped back, instinctively moving closer to Lysander. Noticing her movement, Lysander lowered his gaze to her, his eyes still icy but laced with something strangely protective. “Are they troubling you?” he asked. His voice was calm. A touch of warmth appeared in his eyes. Zerina glanced at the two people in front of her. She didn’t want Lysander dragged into her family’
Last Updated: 2026-01-23
Chapter: What Is This Arrogant Jerk Up To?Seraphina forces herself to listen attentively to her new boss as he continues the meeting going on and on listing expectations, rules, and everything he will not tolerate in his company. By the time he is done, sure, he'd instilled fear, respect and stiff obedience in everyone. Well, Seraphina excluded. She will never fear him. And respect? That's pushing it. He makes it clear that incompetence will not be tolerated, no matter who the person is. That he will fire anyone without hesitation. His gaze suddenly snaps sharply to her. "My office now!" He ordered, walking out of the conference room without sparing her another glance. Seraphina blinks, stunned, before glancing around the room. The other employees stare at her with pity, as if she's being marched toward an execution. She turns to Amara only her stare isn't that of pity but that of determination. What a jerk, Amara's eyes read. Seraphina had the greatest urge to smirk. At least she isn't the only one that shares that t
Last Updated: 2026-01-30
Chapter: PLAYING HER ROLE"I didn't.." Seraphina is about to say something but Andrew beats her to it. He drops forcefully to his knees so hard it makes a dull thud against the polished floor. His eyes get wet instantly. "Sir, it wasn't like that. I .. I..." "Get him out of here!" Kael booms. "He's a disgusting sight." Seraphina blinks, stunned at the turn of events. For a heartbeat, she's certain she's the one about to be fired. Her heart sinks straight into her stomach. She almost smirks at Andrew's pathetic display but quickly replaces it with a trembling, innocent look instead. "Take him out!" Kael said coldly, not even glancing at Andrew again. "No, sir. Please, Mr. CEO!" Andrew wails as guards grab him. "How will I pay my bills now? How will I.. I'm so sorry. I have children to feed! School fees! Feeding money! Please!" The guards were starting to drag him away, his shoes squeaking against the floor. And for reasons Seraphina doesn't want to admit—even to herself, her heart tightens. She fee
Last Updated: 2026-01-04
Chapter: YOU'RE FIRED!! Seraphina sighs, feeling exhausted after the meeting at the hall. She drops into the chair in her office, ready to melt into it. Her bones hurt, her brain is fried, and her face still twitches from the stress of that meeting at the hall. And then... the landline rings. "For crying out loud, can't I get even a minute's rest?" She grabs the receiver anyway. "Yes, Seraphina speaking." "Miss Seraphina," Mr. David's voice says, sounding unusually frantic. "I have just been informed that the CEO wants to meet every newly recruited employee in the conference room personally." Of course, he does. What a pain in the actual ass. What did he just do in the hall then? Stretch his legs? Admire the ceiling? Practice his brooding? A hundred questions rolls in her head and she wanted to ask them all, instead all she says is, "Okay, Mr. David, I will be there in a jiffy, sir." Well, that's new. She has done a tangible amount of research on this company and she knows for a fact that the CEO d
Last Updated: 2025-11-24
Chapter: WE KEEP OUR SENSES HIGH AND OUR EYES OPEN "We've gathered that the man who runs the organization, The Order, has travelled outside the country for a mission as he says. You're expected to follow him everywhere without his knowledge.. and inform me on everything."His tone is firm, steady, leaving no room for questions. But of course.. Lucien opens his mouth. The gamma's face scrunches up dramatically as he leans forward. "Why does Roran get the cool role while I'm stuck being thought of as a man whore?" Roran sighs quietly. Florence bites her lips, trying not to laugh. And kael.. Kael simply ignores Lucien like he's swatting away an annoying insect. Lucien huffs loudly but Kael moves on without blinking. He breaks down the rest of the plan in detail. They were all seated, listening as the Supreme Alpha spoke. His golden eyes remain blank but under that cold exterior, his mind never stops weaving strategies. Once he finishes, everyone finally nods in agreement.Florence straightens up, folding her hands neatly on her lap.
Last Updated: 2025-11-15
Chapter: Assassinate?? Who?? Me?? Just as Kael was leaving the hall, his cell phone rings. It is Lucien. He picks the call up. "Lucien," he says. "I'm done here. If it's not urgent then we will talk there." "Ummm.. Kael, someone wants to meet you. She says she is from the Red Moon pack." Lucien says. Kael's steps halt mid-way and his bodyguard's too. "What is she doing here? " "Oh, you know her?" "Yes! " Kael answers, his voice clipped as he looks around with guarded eyes. "Well, she's not in the office. She is in a nearby café in a private booth alone. She said your number wasn't going through so she contacted me. " Kael nods. "Let her remain there and make sure no one.. I mean no one spotted her. You and Roran should be there too. " "Why..." Kael cuts the call when Lucien was still speaking. After about fifteen to twenty minutes, Kael arrives at the meeting place to see Roran and Lucien already there. Before coming here, Kael got rid of the bodyguards that were behind him, telling them not
Last Updated: 2025-11-13
Chapter: I'm so screwedThankfully, Seraphina entered into DarkSlade's Enterprise and the CEO wasn't in his office. The man she spilled coffee on plus the receptionist she met at the entrance of the company made her morning so frustrating and annoying. Before she got in, the receptionist eyed her dress, "None of your peasants boyfriend works here." Boyfriend? Peasants? Seraphina rolled her eyes. Of course, she is mocking her dress. She narrowed her eyes "My name is Seraphina Lightwood. I'm the current secretary to the CEO." She scoffed. "You can't be. Our company is professional and.. and we couldn't have hired someone like you." Seraphina wasn't in the mood for long talks and exchange of words. She brought out her work ID card and showed it to the receptionist rendering her speechless. Seraphina walked out of there. "What a bitch!" Arriving in her office, she glanced around. "Nice. Much more than I expected." She made herself comfortable on the chair.Before she could get too relaxed, the landline
Last Updated: 2025-09-15
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