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The Den of Desires (Erotica Short Stories) FIRST TIME
NIAI swallowed thickly, my throat bobbing up and down as I took in the man before me. He was tall… really tall. The height difference between us was almost ridiculous, honestly. His chest was huge, and his biceps were to die for. My mouth watered at the way his black button-up hugged his firmly muscled frame. My eyes finally raised to his face, and underneath the mask, I could note his piercing eyes. They were a deep grey colour, and they held a certain look I couldn't quite place. “Nice to meet you,” he said lowly. His voice was rough and gravely, and just the pure timbre of it made shivers run down my spine. “I'm Damon.” I clenched my thighs together as discreetly as I could, sitting upright as I finally turned around fully to face him. I sipped on my glass of cold Shirley Temple as I met his gaze head-on. Kai's words echoed in my head. Don't look anyone in the eyes for too long. Slowly, I lowered my eyes, instead focusing on a part of his chin as I spoke. “I'm Nia.” Damon
The Den of Desires (Erotica Short Stories) Book three: A NIGHT WITH MY PROFESSOR
BLURB:“Do you remember how you thrashed around in those cuffs last night, begging me to let you come like my greedy little slut and that you are?” he spreads my leg wider, pushing two fingers into my dripping cunt. His eyes never left mine.“Hm…more…”“Fucking beautiful.”~Nia Sullivan has always craved for the unhinged. She wanted a love so wild and passionate that it would consume her. On her birthday, she decided to try something new to feel alive by going to a BDSM club. For just one night, Nia encountered a mysterious doll who claimed her and fucked her thoroughly. She thought that night was behind her until she showed up at school and found out that her mysterious Dom was her new professor. Would they be able to put that night behind them or succumb to their dark, unhinged pleasures?CHAPTER ONE: BIRTHDAY NIGHTNIA“Do you think this is too much glitter?”I looked away from the mirror I was staring at, my hand stilling as I faced my best friends, Jordan, Hannah, and Kai. Ha
The Den of Desires (Erotica Short Stories) FOREVER
CAMILLA “Mate!”Our wolves said in perfect unison, voices like thunder and moonlight, echoing across the chapel, across every soul present.Before anyone could breathe, Rhysand was moving.So was I.It felt like my legs were no longer my own, like something ancient and unshakable had taken over. My body knew where to go… to him and his own knew to come to me.We met in the middle of the aisle, and the second his hands touched my waist, the world slipped away.The impact of him knocked the wind from my lungs, but I didn’t care. A jolt, hot and exhilarating, ripped through me, lighting every nerve on fire and then he kissed me.It wasn’t soft. It wasn’t shy. It was everything, fated and raw, a collision of soul and skin.Our lips clashed, and yet somehow, we were perfectly in sync. Like a tug-of-war where neither of us wanted to win, only to feel more.He held me like he couldn’t get close enough. Like I was the only thing that had ever made sense. His mouth moved over mine; desperate,
The Den of Desires (Erotica Short Stories) MATE
CAMILLAThe wedding preparations were in full swing, and somehow, I had thrown myself right into the middle of it. It started with simple errands, taking note of vendors, setting appointment dates, and adjusting Seraphina’s schedule around Council meetings. But it had quickly turned into choosing tablecloths, helping narrow flower choices, and even hand-tying little satin bows onto gift boxes that would serve as favors.Everyone called me dedicated.What they didn’t see was the slow unraveling of my heart, thread by thread.Each congratulation offered to Seraphina felt like a silent dagger, and with every sparkle of a new crystal centerpiece, I imagined a version of this wedding that could’ve been mine. Should’ve been mine. My name etched into the invitations. My fingers wrapped around the bouquet. My eyes locked with Rhysand’s at the end of the aisle, not hers.But that wasn’t the story written.It was Seraphina’s name they whispered with admiration. Her smile they praised, her p
The Den of Desires (Erotica Short Stories) DUTY CALLS
CAMILLA“Make love to me,” I whispered. “All of me. Now.”His breath shuddered out of him. And then he moved.He discarded his pants in a swift motion, his body all hard muscle and taut, desperate control.My eyes traced every inch of him, shoulders, chest, stomach… cock and gods, he was thick, long, flushed dark with need and mine.He shifted between my legs, one hand curling under my knee to spread me wider. I was still soaked, trembling, wrecked from the orgasms he’d wrung from me.Every nerve was exposed. Every inch of me, begging and then he aligned himself to my entrance slow, careful, and reverent.“Rhysand,” I whispered, digging my nails into his shoulders.He pushed in.Slowly.The thick head of him breached me and knocked the air out of my lungs. My back arched off the bed as my body stretched to accommodate him, a gasp tearing from my lips at the overwhelming sensation.I can never get used to how big he is.“Fuuuck,” he growled, eyes fluttering shut. “So tight… gods, Camil
The Den of Desires (Erotica Short Stories) THE MOST BEAUTIFUL
CAMILLAIt started with a knock on my door.Soft ans hesitant. Like he wasn’t sure he had the right to be there.I didn’t ask who it was. I already knew.I stood there, frozen, heart thudding against my ribs. I should have ignored it. I should have told him to go back to his perfect fiancée and their perfect future but my feet moved anyway.When I opened the door, Rhysand stood there, windblown and tired, eyes darker than I’d ever seen them.“I couldn’t sleep,” he said.I nodded. “Me neither.”He looked at me like he was holding a thousand things back. Things I didn’t want to hear but needed all the same.“I didn’t come to confuse you,” he murmured. “Or make this harder.”“Then why did you come?” My voice was quiet, but it didn’t tremble. Not this time.He stepped forward slowly, like approaching a wounded animal. “Because I can’t stop thinking about you.”I swallowed. “Rhys—”“Your presence is etched in my mind, Camila,” he said, eyes locked on mine. “I’ve tried to ignore it. I have
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