All Chapters of Naked Pages (Erotica Collection): Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

CHAPTER 5JAKEMy body gave up fighting him. He tongued me until I couldn’t think, until I was shaking and writhing, until every nerve in my body screamed.Then his fingers were back, slicker this time, sliding in easy. He angled them—“Ahh—fuck—ahhh—” My back arched as he hit it dead-on.“That sound,” he muttered, crooking his fingers again, harder. “Gonna fuck it out of you until you don’t know your own name.”“Please, I can’t—”“You can. You’re taking it so good.”My legs trembled as he drove his fingers into my prostate over and over, edging me until my cock was leaking constantly, throbbing, begging.“Miles—I’m gonna—”He yanked his hand away again.“No—!” My voice cracked, desperate.His smirk was pure sin. “Condom. Lube. Now.”I barely had time to breathe before I felt the blunt press of him, condom rolled down, thick and slick.He pushed in slow. My eyes rolled back again, vision spotting as the stretch split me open inch by inch.“Ffffuck—”“Relax. Take me.” His hands gripped

CHAPTER 7JAKEMiles groaned deep, satisfied, and picked up his pace, the wet slap of skin filling the cramped closet. “That’s it. My boy. My tight little hole.”I whimpered, body jerking, every thrust pushing me closer to the edge.“You love when I fuck you raw, don’t you?” he whispered, thrusting hard. “Say it.”“Miles, please,” I gasped.“Say it, Jake.”My throat tightened. “I—I love it,” I admitted, barely above a whisper.He rewarded me with a brutal thrust that had me crying out. He clamped his hand back over my mouth immediately.“Too loud,” he hissed. “Do you want the whole school to hear how desperate you are for my cock?”Tears slid down my cheeks as I shook my head frantically.“Then be quiet while I wreck you,” he whispered, voice dripping with possession.Every slam of his hips made me shudder, my eyes rolling back uncontrollably. My nails scratched at the wall, desperate for something to hold onto.“You’re gonna come just from me fucking you,” he groaned. “No hands. Just

CHAPTER TWOVICTORIAHis hand closed around me like iron, plucking me off the stone floor as though I weighed nothing.I gasped, back arching as his talons skimmed my thighs, shredding the thin ceremonial dress they had bound me in. Fabric tore like paper. My skin shivered under the cold air of the cavern.“You—” I swallowed, biting back the tremor in my voice. “You’ll… devour me now?”He laughed. Not a mortal laugh, but something dark, vibrating through the walls, rattling my ribs.“Oh, little offering,” he purred, voice thick with sin. “You are dripping, and I haven’t even touched you yet. Tell me, did the villagers know their heroine came soaked for her god?”My cheeks burned. “No.”He inhaled sharply, nostrils flaring, crimson eyes gleaming. “Different.” His tongue flicked across his lips as if savoring the scent. “You reek of want. All the others reeked of fear.”I should have looked away. Instead, my thighs clenched. My teeth caught my bottom lip to stop the moan crawling up my

CHAPTER 4VICTORIAI was still trembling, slick dripping down my thighs, his seed heavy inside me. My legs wouldn’t close, not with how wide he had split me.He didn’t let me rest. No—Azareth was too hungry.His horns scraped the low ceiling as he leaned closer, his crimson eyes glowing like embers. The corners of his lips pulled into something cruel, beautiful, terrifying.“You took me like a bride, little offering,” he said, his voice deep enough to rattle my bones. His massive hand slid over my chest, covering me completely, before dragging down to my stomach. He pressed his palm there, right over my womb, possessive. “Now I’ll make sure you can never forget who owns you.”I swallowed hard, my voice barely steady. “I already—”His clawed finger pressed to my lips. “Don’t speak lies, Victoria. You still think of yourself as a martyr. A savior. You want their memory of you to be pure.”I flinched, my heart pounding. He wasn’t wrong. That was why I had volunteered, why I had smiled se

HEATCHAPTER 1JAYDENThe first thing I notice is the burn.It starts low, in my stomach, but spreads like wildfire—up my chest, through my throat, under my skin. My palms sweat, my body shakes, and every inhale drags Alpha Ryder’s scent through my nose like a drug.“Shit…” I press my back to the pack house wall, clutching at my shirt. My legs won’t stop trembling. My body feels wrong—too tight, too hot.I stumble down the hall, dragging my hand along the wooden panels. Wolves pause mid-conversation as I pass. Heads turn. The scent rolls off me thick and sweet, and I hear the low growls, the sharp intakes of breath.“He’s in heat.”“First rut.”“Poor pup. Didn’t even make it outside.”Their voices blur together, but every word cuts through me. Shame and need twist until I can’t tell them apart. My cock strains against my jeans, leaking, and it won’t stop.A hand grabs my arm. “Jayden—hey, you need help—”I jerk away, but I’m too weak. My knees almost buckle. “Don’t touch me—”The air