All Chapters of Forbidden Fantasies: A Steamy Erotica Collection: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Chapter 2Elle’s POV The house was way too quiet after the chaos of the day. My pulse still hadn’t settled from what I had walked into this afternoon.I should’ve been disgusted.But I wasn’t.I was soaked.Hours later I still couldn’t shake it. I couldn’t stop picturing the thick length of his dick swinging between his thighs as he was being railed by Jonathan. I couldn’t stop wondering what he’d feel like splitting me open instead.So I waited until the house went dark. Until I heard Mom and Dad’s bedroom door click shut. Then I padded down the hallway in nothing but an oversized tee and those stupid crocthless panties I’d bought on a drunk impulse months ago; black lace, split right down the middle so my pussy was already exposed, already glistening with a juice.His door was slightly opened.I pushed it open a little without knocking. Adrian was on his bed, shirtless. His sweatpants were shoved down to his knees and he had one hand wrapped tight around his cock, thick, flushed da

Chapter 4Cat’s POVThe ceiling fan was still spinning slowly in lazy circles when my eyelids fluttered open. My body felt heavy, deliciously used, like I've been railed nonstop till I passed out. The sunlight slices through the half opened curtains, hitting directly to the damp spot on the duvet right between my legs. I stretched long and slow, with my arms above my head, my back arching off the mattress. A dull ache settled between the lower part of my belly. My pussy throbbed once, hard like it was reminding me that we weren't done yet. Can't blame me. Three months without real dick can make a girl ovulate daily.I rolled onto my side, my thighs pressing together instinctively. Slickness slid between my folds. Still wet. Still needy. Fuck.Shower first.I needed to wash off last night’s mess before creating a new one again.The hot water hit my skin like forgiveness. I stood under the spray, letting it pound on my shoulders, my breasts, my stomach. Soap lather ran down my body sl

Chapter 6Cain’s POV.I hadn’t seen Valery since she was eighteen. Back then, she was all long legs, always in short skirts with a curious eyes that lingered way too whenever I came to visit her dad, my best friend Spencer. She’d always find excuses to brush past me in the hallway, “accidentally” drop things onto the floor and bend to pick in front of me in her skimpy clothes, exposing way too much for her age or even sit across the living room in tiny shorts with her legs crossed in a way that made it impossible not to notice the smooth skin disappearing under the fabric.The worst was the day I brought a date over; some woman named Lara I’d met at a bar. Spencer and his wife were out, so the house was ours. Valery was supposed to be at a sleepover, but she came home early. I can still remember vividly the exact moment she walked in on Lara straddling me on the couch, grinding me slow and shamelessly with my hands on her hips while she moaned into my mouth.Valery froze in the door

Chapter 8Cain’s POVWe didn’t sleep much.After I filled her in the guest room, Valery stayed curled up against me for maybe twenty minutes. Her skin was warm, slightly damp, sticking to mine. I felt each rise and fall of her breath as she started tracing lazy circles on my chest with a fingertip.The room was filled with silence, not the uncomfortable kind, but the type that felt like we were still communicating even without talking.I couldn’t be falling for my niece right? “I want more,” she whispered suddenly, breaking into my thoughts.“I want the real you tonight.”I tensed up. “What do you mean, the real me?”She lifted her head, her eyes glistening in the dim lamp light. “I’ve been reading your old forum posts. The ones you thought were anonymous. The ones about rope, impact, control. About needing someone who can take it hard and still beg for more.”My heart dropped into my stomach. Those posts were from years ago, even before I got to know her properly. I’d deleted the ac

Chapter 10Father Elias’ POVI didn’t pull out.Not even after the first brutal thrust or even when her scream turned into a long, broken moan that vibrated through my cock like the echo of a prayer. Her walls gripped me so tightly that I could feel every pulse, every involuntary spasm as the demon fought inside her.I placed my hands on both sides of her head, the altar stone cold under my palms, and I started to move. I went slowly at first, testing and punishing myself with the drag of her heat then deeper. Each slap of my hips on hers making a wet, obscene sound into the chapel air.“Harder Father,” she gasped, her voice cracking between Mara’s soft pleas and the demon’s guttural snarl. “Fuck it out of me, make it hurt goood.”I gave her what she asked for.I fucked her like I was trying to wreck something, like I was trying to break her, me, the vows that had chained me for years. The silk cords binding her ankles stretched, about to snap as her legs strained against them. Her f