RETURN OF THE LUNA: RECLAIMING HER BACK
#SMUT SCENE #EROTIC SCENE
I stared deeply into his eyes, hoping he would stop me if he regretted it, but nothing—just an empty void.
"My dignity is most respected, as is that of my child, Luci... Lucian..."
"It's Alpha Lucian to you now; if I were you, I wouldn't cross me."
He gritted his teeth, and I found myself swallowing hard.
"Okay, Alpha Lucian Pascal, I reject you as my mate and Alpha. I'll address you informally and by your name. I shall hold no connection to this pack, its members, nor to you. I hereby free you from this hideous bond to mate with whoever you see fit and make them your Luna."
I bit down on my lips, trying to stop the tears from spilling out, my grip tightening on my dress as I felt my legs wobbling from intense pain.
But above all, I waited for him to come back to his senses, to ask me to stay, to apologize...
"I, Alpha Lucian Pascal, hereby banish you from this pack and never want to see you anywhere near me or my pack. I also accept your rejection; you now cease to be my mate."
Almost immediately, a gush of pain washed over me, and my legs gave way.
I expected Lucian to save me from falling, but he only stood there, watching me.
My instinct kicked in, and I grabbed onto the desk, trying to steady myself as the tears I was trying to hold in slid down my cheeks.
Immediately, I darted outside, running as fast as my legs could carry me.
I hate you... I wanted to, but it was clear: I loved you. I loved the wrong one.
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Chapter: Sleeping insideLucian's PerspectiveThe palace held its oppressive weight today, with uncertainties seeping through its walls. I followed familiar corridors, heart pounding as I approached my mother’s quarters. Lady Seraphina’s health had remained poor for quite some time, and the gnawing worry in me was becoming unbearable. I wanted to see her, to reassure myself that she was indeed all right.As I arrived at her door, I stood for a moment, inhaling deeply to compose myself. The tension in the air could be felt, and shadows began creeping in with doubt. My mind flitted back to Sarah, her unyielding support, and her immense loyalty through thick and thin. But another face loomed ominously within my thoughts—Clark ."Come in," my mother's voice rang from the room, pulling me back into reality. I shoved the door open, stepping inside an exquisite yet dimly lit room. Lady Seraphina lay on her bed, a pale face framed by silvery hair. She seemed frail, but the fire in her eyes had given me strength over
Last Updated: 2025-08-07
Chapter: Looking backCLARK POV The bright sun shone over me while I strolled through the palace gardens in the company of Lorenzo. The flowers appeared exceptionally bright and cheerful against the gray weight in my heart. I knew my life and my husband's chaos threatened to ruin that moment, and I tried to give my son the chance to really savor it-to really be free of such baggage.“Look at those roses, Mom!” Lorenzo pointed with enthusiasm toward a bush full of flowers, face shining with the excitement of life. The sight of his joy gave me a smile.“Aren't they beautiful?” I said, kneeling in front of him. “Just like you, strong and full of life.”While we admired the flowers, my eyes strayed across the garden. What I saw received my attention-a figure far ahead. As I squinted against the sun, my heart plummeted: it was Sarah. She stood with Lawrence, and her face bore the expression of wrath.“Lawrence, you need to listen to me!” she shouted with invective, shattering the tranquillity of her surroundin
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Chapter: Not nowLucian POVThe golden light from outside my chamber indicated that dawn was breaking. Being compelled to rise was not so much as a desire rather than an earnest emotion I found myself subject to. The emptiness in the Palace while my mother lay with a grave sickness. But today, a new change was casting its shadow: a will had sprouted within me yet again in preparation to dispel the swirling emotions I had suffered for a long time. I needed to speak to Sarah, needed to close a gap that set us at a distance since chaos began.I dressed speedily; somehow the cloth of my garment was heavier than normal; narrow strips of thought fought with and sided easily with some while opposing at times while handling issues from Clark until then. But only she had stood by me unflinchingly, exhibiting an unconditional sense of loyalty on every level. There persisted an unspecified degree of nagging that implied she ought to take precedence over my list of priorities for one reason or another.As I left
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Chapter: Frangnace Lucian POVThe golden light from outside my chamber indicated that dawn was breaking. Being compelled to rise was not so much as a desire rather than an earnest emotion I found myself subject to. The emptiness in the Palace while my mother lay with a grave sickness. But today, a new change was casting its shadow: a will had sprouted within me yet again in preparation to dispel the swirling emotions I had suffered for a long time. I needed to speak to Sarah, needed to close a gap that set us at a distance since chaos began.I dressed speedily; somehow the cloth of my garment was heavier than normal; narrow strips of thought fought with and sided easily with some while opposing at times while handling issues from Clark until then. But only she had stood by me unflinchingly, exhibiting an unconditional sense of loyalty on every level. There persisted an unspecified degree of nagging that implied she ought to take precedence over my list of priorities for one reason or another.As I left
Last Updated: 2025-08-07
Chapter: LucianLucian POINT OF VIEWThe chamber, dimly lit, cast an array of shadows across the granite walls, and within the palatial walls, silence felt almost stifling. I was perched on the edge of the bed, head bowed low in my hands, stilling myself against the tempestuous emotions that had roistered for the past couple of days. Lady Seraphine, my mother, had fallen ill, and what had followed was the destruction of all order within the palace. I think every day her rapid decline from ill health into near death shakes me and the entire pack. Anxiety was coursing through our ranks with what uncertainty about her illness would mean for our future: the dark cloud of dread loomed large over us. I shook my head and pulled at my hair, trying to shove away the memories; they came back again and again to one person: Clark. How was she so strong? Even in my eyes, I had watched her fight tooth and nail for her son, Lorenzo. Memories of her cast aside five years ago faded into the distance, like a dream
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Chapter: Sarah's MemorySarah POVI sat in a dim light within my chamber, the candle flame flickering, casting shadows on the stone walls. The air crackled with that familiar energy, alive with the excitement of yesterday's events. I had been telling what happened to Beta Jax, my confidant and, if I’m honest, my lover. There was wonder and concern in his eyes as I prepared to plunge into the turmoil we both saw."What happened yesterday.” Jax asked. I leaned forward slightly. "I trailed our warriors into the enemy territory. The hunters were on Lorenzo's tracks, after he followed them."“Why did you leave so suddenly yesterday, I missed you.?” Jax interrupted, his brow furrowed. “You know how important this was for us! We could have been together, and I wanted to be there with you.”I hesitated at what I could see was Jax's annoyance starting to flare up. “I had to make a decision, Jax. I couldn't just jump in blindly. You know the situation was very serious. I had to think it through strategically. Besid
Last Updated: 2025-05-20
Chapter: Blood in the waterBlood in the WaterWord traveled faster than bullets.Milo had stepped back. Not in whispers, not in back-alley murmurs. No, this was announced in the language criminals respected most: silence followed by blood.The first to test me was the Andalusian crew. They intercepted a Bratva shipment at the coastal docks,six men masked in black, loaded with guns, and just dumb enough to think I was Milo-light.The second was subtler. A whisper bounty. My photo, printed and folded into a red envelope, was passed around in gambling dens and underground rings. It carried no price. That was the insult,as if I wasn’t worth a number.I stayed still. I let the fire come.Because queens don’t chase chaos. They weaponize it.I stood at the window of the meeting room, watching the city breathe beneath me. Somewhere below, an apartment had gone up in flames."You don’t test a queen with fire," I said to no one in particular. "You drown her enemies in it."My orders were quiet. Precise. I didn’t scream.
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Chapter: reekedThe dining hall reeked of fear.The body was gone,cleared away like an afterthought. But the ghosts lingered. Wine glasses stood half-full. Chairs shoved back in panic. Silverware scattered like dropped confessions. The chandelier still sparkled above it all, indifferent and glittering.I walked barefoot.No heels. No need.My gown whispered across the marble as I moved between abandoned seats, a goblet in hand, the rim kissed with wine and something darker. My shadow stretched long across the floor, cutting through candlelight like a blade.The chandelier’s gold arms trembled above me. Still lit. Still proud. Like it hadn’t just watched a man die.The wine in my glass swirled like blood, catching the low light, still warm from the touch of fear and heat of deceit. A thin ribbon of it dripped down my knuckle, over the ring Milo had given me months ago, before I earned it.Milo stood in the shadows, back against
Last Updated: 2025-08-16
Chapter: IronThe room smelled like smoke, iron, and something older,blood maybe, or betrayal.Milo leaned against the edge of his desk, one arm bandaged, the other curled around a glass of bourbon he hadn’t touched. His suit was still stained at the collar. His eye was split. But his presence? Unshaken.“You should be in a hospital,” I said, not out of concern. Just observation.He smiled. Not soft. Sharp.“So should the three men I killed. But they’re not breathing anymore.”I closed the door behind me, slow, deliberate. My heels clicked like a countdown.“Why am I here?”He set the glass down. Didn’t sip. Just looked at me like I already knew the answer.“It’s time,” he said. “I want you beside me. Officially. Publicly.”“I’ve always been beside you.”“Not like this.”He tossed a small velvet box across the desk. I didn’t flinch. Caught it. Opened it. into it like a crest: a r
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Chapter: edge I gripped the edge of the chair beside me and said the only thing I could. My voice wasn’t a whisper, but it wasn’t strong either. It hung in the air like breath before a scream. “You found me.” Milo didn’t smile. Didn’t blink. He took two steps in, slow and steady, the way you approach a ghost you still love. “You wanted to be found,” he said, voice low. “Even if you don’t want to admit it. Even if part of you still thinks you can outrun the ending.” I stared at him, chest tight. “Wanting to be found isn’t the same as being ready to be seen,” I said. And the silence that followed felt like it cut deeper than anything we’d said in months. I took a step forward. It hurt. Everything hurt,my legs, my back, my pride. But I stood tall anyway, like the ache was just part of the costume. “He was all I had left,” I said. The words felt scraped out of me. “Everyt
Last Updated: 2025-08-15
Chapter: CreakedThe estate creaked in places it never had before.Not from old pipes or the weight of weather,but from something subtler.The way grief lived in silence.It shifted the air.Softened the carpets.Made door hinges groan even when they didn’t move.The house was mourning too.I couldn’t sleep. Not really.I’d been staring at the ceiling for over an hour, tracing the hairline cracks that hadn’t been there yesterday.My hands lay folded over my stomach, like they were waiting for something to return.But nothing was coming.Not dreams. Not peace. Just the steady weight of breath in a body that refused to shut down.My chest rose and fell like I was practicing being alive.And maybe I was.Every inhale tasted stale. Every exhale felt like surrender.I wasn’t crying. But my ribs ached like I had been for hours.Down the hall, the light under Milo’s door hadn’t gone out.So
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Chapter: VanI didn’t move when the van pulled up. My arms locked over my chest, nails digging crescent moons into my sleeves. My jaw stayed clenched until the ache started to bloom behind my ears. It was either that,or let something leak out.The rear doors creaked open.Two men stepped forward, their movements stiff with quiet precision. No wasted motion. No words exchanged. They reached inside and lifted the casket like they’d done it a hundred times.It didn’t make a sound as they brought it down. No thud. No rattle. Just the whisper of polished wood against metal rails. I used to imagine holding him in my arms. A blanket. A lullaby. His father's eyes. My hands around his tiny body, warm and alive.But this was a different kind of cradle now.It didn’t make a sound as they brought it down. No thud. No rattle. Just the whisper of polished wood against metal rails.I stared at it, waiting for something,anything,to hit. A nois
Last Updated: 2025-08-14
My Dirty Little Orgasms Episode (R21+)
#Bdsm #Smut #Erotic
This is an erotic story, all the chapters are erotic.
"Fuck Me harder"
"Don't Stop"
"I think I am cumming Lilith"
"I love your Pussy Litith" he said to me, purging into me.
But I didn't feel it, or enjoy it, No more enjoyment, I need to explore more.
I have been married for years, touched by my husband every night, yet I always feel a lingering emptiness that I can no longer ignore. His hands on my skin bring no satisfaction, no spark. I’ve heard the whispers, seen the knowing glances, and listened to the stories of blissful, earth-shattering pleasure that seems to elude me at every turn.
I want it. Desperately. I crave the orgasm everyone else talks about, the one thing I’ve never felt no matter how many times I’ve tried.
As I begin to venture into the arms of others, the boundary between longing and temptation disappears. Each new touch, each new partner pulls me deeper into a world where pleasure has no rules, no shame. And with every encounter, my hunger intensifies, pushing me closer to a truth I can’t escape: What if it’s not just about the orgasm, but about the deeper hunger within me?
My search for satisfaction has begun… but will this journey lead me to the ultimate release or leave me chasing a desire that could ruin everything?
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Chapter: Jack whoreThey arrived at a large, secluded house on the outskirts of town. Jack pulled the car into the garage and turned off the engine. He and Candy got out, leaving Lilith alone in the backseat for a moment.She sat there, naked and dripping with their combined juices, wondering what was going to happen to her now. Part of her was terrified - these people were clearly into some seriously dark shit. But another part of her was exhilarated, aching for more depravity and degradation.After what felt like an eternity, Jack opened the car door and grabbed Lilith's arm, yanking her out onto the cold concrete floor. She stumbled, nearly falling to her knees, but he caught her roughly."Get moving, whore," he growled, pushing her towards the door that led into the house. "You're not done being used yet."Lilith stumbled inside, feeling the hard tile under her bare feet. They were in a spacious kitchen, all gleaming stainless steel appliances and polished marble counters. It looked like something ou
Last Updated: 2025-08-15
Chapter: fuck toyLilith's eyes fluttered open, and for a moment she forgot where she was. The car seat was damp beneath her, and her body ached in all the right ways. Then it all came rushing back - the bar, Jack, the old man, the mind-blowing sex.She stretched languidly, arching her back like a cat. Her skin was tacky with sweat and dried cum, but she couldn't bring herself to care. She felt amazing, totally spent but completely satisfied.But as she sat up, she noticed something strange. They weren't alone in the car anymore. In the front passenger seat sat a young woman, maybe a few years older than Lilith herself. She had long dark hair and piercing green eyes that seemed to bore into Lilith's soul."Who's this, Jack?" the woman asked coolly, gesturing towards Lilith. "Your new fucktoy?"Jack chuckled darkly from the driver's seat. "No, Candy. This is just a piece of ass I picked up at the bar. She's not even worth a real name."Lilith felt a twinge of humiliation at being referred to so crudely,
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Chapter: Mr JohAs Lilith lay there, utterly spent and used, Jack grinned down at her wickedly. He reached out and traced a finger through the sticky mess leaking from her abused asshole, bringing it to his lips to taste."Mmm, fuck you taste good," he purred, savoring the tang of her ass on his tongue. "I could get used to this."Lilith whimpered pathetically, her body aching in the best way possible. She felt utterly wrecked, inside and out, but she knew she would gladly submit to this treatment again and again if her Master demanded it.Just then, Mr. Johnson cleared his throat, drawing their attention. He was sitting back in the corner of the car, stroking his hardening cock as he watched them with a hungry gaze."I don't know about you two, but I'm ready for round two," he leered, his eyes roving over Lilith's battered form. "What do you say, slut? You got anything left in you?"Lilith's eyes widened at the old man's crude question, her heart beginning to race with renewed
Last Updated: 2025-08-14
Chapter: Harden AgainAs Lilith lay there, Jack's cum leaking from her abused asshole and pooling beneath her on the car seat, she felt a sense of utter contentment wash over her. Her body ached deliciously, sore in all the right places from the brutal pounding it had taken.But more than that, she felt whole. Complete. Like she'd finally found her true purpose in life - to be a plaything for men to use and abuse as they saw fit.Jack seemed to sense her satisfaction, because he chuckled darkly and gave her ass a sharp smack. "Look at you, so fucking happy to be my personal cock sleeve," he taunted, his voice dripping with cruel amusement. "You're pathetic, you know that?"Lilith just moaned in response, pushing her hips back against his hand like the needy whore she was. "I'm whatever you want me to be, Master," she panted. "I live to serve your twisted desires."Jack grinned wickedly at that, his free hand moving to wrap around her throat. He squeezed just hard enough to make her gasp f
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Chapter: Who do you belong toAs Lilith lay there, ass still gaping and leaking Jack's cum, she felt a sense of completeness wash over her. She had finally fulfilled her purpose, given herself over completely to be used as a vessel for a man's pleasure.But even as she basked in the afterglow of their brutal fucking, Lilith knew that Jack wasn't done with her yet. He was a man of insatiable appetites, and she would be his plaything for the entire night.Sure enough, Jack suddenly grabbed her hips and flipped her over onto her back. Before she could even catch her breath, he had forced her legs apart and was lowering his face between her thighs."Still fucking dripping," he growled, running his tongue along her slit. "Such a messy little whore, always soaked and ready for cock."Lilith moaned as he licked at her sensitive flesh, his tongue delving deep into her cunt. She could feel his cum sloshing inside her, mingling with her own juices as he ate her out like a starving man."Mmm, you taste
Last Updated: 2025-08-13
Chapter: Cum on my cockLilith woke with a start, the feeling of something cold and hard pressing against her sensitive clit jolting her out of her post-orgasmic haze. She looked down to see Jack kneeling between her legs, a wicked grin on his face as he rubbed an enormous dildo over her swollen nub."Time to wake up, slut," he said, pushing the toy inside her dripping cunt with one smooth stroke. "I've got big plans for you today."Lilith moaned as the thick shaft stretched her abused hole, her body already aching with renewed arousal despite the soreness of her flesh. She could feel Mr. Johnson watching hungrily from the other side of the car, his ancient cock bobbing in anticipation.Jack pumped the dildo in and out of her a few times, watching with sadistic pleasure as she writhed beneath him. Then he pulled it out suddenly, leaving her empty and whimpering."Beg for it, whore," he demanded, slapping the toy against her clit roughly. "Beg me to fill up your hungry cunt."Lilith buck
Last Updated: 2025-08-13
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