All Chapters of Make Me Wet (An Erotica Collection): Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

Chapter 3My cock sprang free, aching and leaking, but Dylan didn’t touch it. Instead, he grabbed my ankles, jerking me to the edge of the couch, my ass hanging half-off.“Spread your legs,” he ordered, and I did, my thighs trembling. The first slap to my inner thigh made me jump, the sting sharp and sudden. “Wider.”I obeyed, biting my lip as his hand came down again, this time on the other thigh, the sound loud in the quiet room. My cock twitched, precome dripping onto my stomach, and Dylan’s eyes darkened as he watched.“You like that, huh?” His voice was a dark chuckle, and then he was spitting into his palm, slicking his cock with rough strokes. I barely had time to register what was happening before he was lining himself up, the thick head of his dick pressing against me.“Wait!” I started, but he didn’t. He just drove forward in one brutal thrust, splitting me open. The burn was instant, my body resisting for a second before it gave way, and then he was all the way inside, hi

Chapter 5Dylan’s weight crushes me into the leather seat, his sweat-slicked chest pressing against mine, his breath hot and ragged against my neck. For a second, it’s perfect, just the two of us, raw and ruined, his come still leaking out of me, my own drying sticky on my stomach. His heart hammers against my ribs, and I can feel the way his cock twitches, half-hard and spent, trapped between us. The car smells like sex and beer and something darker, something feral. I should hate this. I should hate him. But right now, with his body pinning me down, his scent in my lungs, his teeth marks still stinging on my lip, I don’t give a fuck about anything but the way he makes me feel, owned, wrecked, his.Then his phone buzzes again.His entire body locks up, muscles turning to stone beneath my hands. I feel it before I see it, the way his breath hitches, the way his fingers dig into my hips like he’s trying to anchor himself. The buzzing doesn’t stop. It’s insistent, angry, like a warni

The King’s Pov Selene Vaelor stands in the center of the chamber, her wrists bound in silver chains that should make her tremble, but don’t. She’s smaller than I expected, but there’s nothing fragile about the way she holds herself. Her spine is straight, her chin lifted just enough to meet my gaze without flinching.I lean back against the armrest of my throne, fingers steepled beneath my jaw. The weight of her defiance is almost amusing. Most mortals would be weeping by now, begging for mercy or screaming curses. Not her. She studies me instead, those sharp green eyes tracing the lines of my face like she’s memorizing them for later use. A weapon, perhaps. Or a weakness.“You’re quieter than the others,” I say, my voice low, deliberate. The words hang between us, testing.A slow smirk curls her lips. “Would you prefer I scream?”I exhale through my nose. “Careful, little moth. This isn’t a game.”“Isn’t it?” She tilts her head, the firelight catching the gold in her dark hair. “Y

Selene’s PovChapter 3 His breath is hot against my neck as I pin him down, my thighs squeezing his hips like a vise. The cold floor bites into my knees, but I don’t care, all that matters is the way his cock twitches beneath me, trapped against his pants, desperate for release. His hands are still free, but he doesn’t move them, not yet. He’s testing me, waiting to see how far I’ll push this.I don’t give him the satisfaction of hesitation.My hips roll forward, grinding my bare cunt against the thick ridge of his erection, the fabric of his pants rough against my slick folds. A shudder runs through him, his abs tightening beneath me, and I smirk. “Fuck,” he hisses, his voice rough, strained. His fingers dig into the stone beside his head, knuckles white.“That’s the idea,” I purr, leaning down until my lips brush his ear. My breath is ragged, my pulse hammering between my legs. I can feel how wet I am, how ready, and the knowledge that I’m the one in control now makes my head s

Selene’s PovChapter 5I laugh, low and dirty, and shift my hips, grinding down on him in slow, deliberate circles. His cock twitches, his breath hitching, and I can feel his control slipping. “And you can’t get enough of me,” I murmur, my lips brushing the shell of his ear. I bite down on his earlobe, hard enough to make him groan, before dragging my teeth down the side of his neck. His skin is salty beneath my tongue, the taste of him intoxicating. I suck a mark into the hollow of his throat, my teeth grazing the sensitive skin, and his cock jerks inside me, his hips snapping up in a vain attempt to take control.“Please,” he grits out, the word torn from him.I still, my breath catching. My cunt clenches around him, milking his cock, and I can feel his pulse racing beneath my lips. “Please what?” I whisper, my voice a dark caress.His throat works, his pride warring with his need. I can see the battle in his eyes, the way his fingers flex beneath mine, his body trembling with the