All Chapters of Dripping Forbidden: 100 Ways to Make Yourself Wet: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

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His Forbidden Claim(2)

His Forbidden ClaimChapter 2Elena woke to the soft gray light of morning filtering through floor-to-ceiling glass and the quiet knowledge that nothing in her life was the same.The guest suite was larger than the entire apartment she had shared with her brother. The bed was a wide expanse of white linens that still smelled faintly of expensive laundry soap and something cleaner, colder. She sat up slowly. Her body ached in places that had nothing to do with the mattress. Between her thighs she was still tender, still faintly swollen from the thorough way Darius had used his mouth and fingers the night before. Every shift of the sheets against her bare skin sent a low, unwanted pulse of memory through her.A black silk robe had been left draped over the armchair near the bed. She pulled it on. The fabric whispered against her nipples, already tight from the cool air. On the low table beside the window sat a tray: black coffee, fresh berries, warm croissants, and a single folded note

His Wicked Arrangement(1)

His Wicked ArrangementChapter 1The contract was already signed when Sophia Langford realized she had made a terrible mistake.Not the kind of mistake that could be fixed with an apology or a carefully worded email. The kind that left permanent marks. The kind that smelled like expensive cologne and quiet, absolute power.She stood in the private study of the Langford estate, the same room where her father had once hosted board meetings and birthday toasts, and watched the man across the desk slide the final page toward her. The heavy silver pen gleamed under the lamp. Outside, rain lashed the tall windows. Inside, the air felt too warm, too still.Lucian Voss did not look like a man who needed to force anyone into anything. He looked like a man who simply waited until people realized they had no other choice. Tall, broad-shouldered, dark hair cut close, a face that could have been carved from something cold and expensive. His eyes were a deep, unreadable brown that somehow managed t

His Wicked Arrangement(2)

His Wicked ArrangementChapter 2Sophia woke to the heavy weight of an arm across her waist and the slow, deliberate brush of lips against the back of her neck.For a disorienting second she forgot where she was. Then memory returned in a hot, humiliating rush—the contract, the dinner table, the wall, the way Lucian had carried her to this bed and taken her twice more before finally letting her collapse. Her body ached in deep, intimate places. Between her thighs she was still tender, still faintly swollen. The sheets smelled of sex and his skin.“You’re awake,” Lucian murmured against her nape. His voice was rough with sleep, lower than usual. One large hand slid upward and cupped her bare breast, thumb stroking lazily over the nipple until it peaked. “Good. I was about to start without you.”Sophia’s breath caught. “What time is it?”“Early.” His hand left her breast, traveled down the soft plane of her stomach, and slipped between her legs from behind. Two fingers parted her folds

The Dragon’s Soft Obsession(1)

The Dragon’s Soft ObsessionChapter 1The Offering That Should Have Been RejectedThe great hall of Blackspire Keep smelled of smoke, iron, and something darker—old blood and hotter desire.Elara stood naked on the cold black stone dais, arms slightly away from her body the way the priestesses had ordered. Her full breasts hung heavy, soft and pale, the dark pink nipples already tight from the chill. The soft roll of her belly rested above the dark thatch of curls between her thick thighs. Wide hips, dimpled thighs, the generous curve of her ass—all of it on display under the flickering torchlight. She was the tribute. The soft, unwanted human offered to the Dragon King so the border villages would be left unburned for another year.She had expected disgust. Every story she’d ever heard said dragons preferred lean, hard-bodied warriors or ethereal elven beauties. Not women built like her—soft, heavy, made for slow hands and deep sinks of flesh.Kaelthor, the Black Drake of the Norther

The Dragon’s Soft Obsession(2)

The Dragon’s Soft ObsessionChapter 2Kept Soft and FullKaelthor did not pull out of her for a long time.He stayed buried deep, still hard, still pulsing the last thick ropes of cum into her while his mouth mapped the soft line of her throat, the underside of one heavy breast, the sensitive crease where her thigh met her hip. Every time Elara shifted, the movement made more of his seed leak out around his cock in warm, sticky trails that ran down the cleft of her ass and soaked into the furs beneath them.He finally withdrew with a wet sound that made her face burn. The sudden emptiness made her whimper. A thick rush of white immediately followed, spilling from her stretched, swollen cunt. Kaelthor watched it with open hunger, two fingers gathering the mess and pushing it back inside her as if he could not stand the idea of any of it leaving her body.“Stay open for me,” he murmured, voice rough. “I want you full all night.”He lifted her again, this time cradling her against his ch

The Dragon’s Soft Obsession(3)

The Dragon’s Soft ObsessionChapter 3Claimed in Front of Them AllKaelthor fucked her like a man who had already decided the council no longer mattered.He kept her on her back, knees forced wide by his hips, and drove into her in deep, relentless strokes that made the heavy bed frame groan. Every thrust punched a wet, filthy sound from between her legs. Every withdrawal dragged thick white cum out of her only for the next thrust to force it back in. Elara’s soft body took it all—tits bouncing hard, belly jiggling, thick thighs quivering around his waist. Her cries had gone hoarse hours ago, but she still could not stop the broken sounds that tore out of her every time the ridged underside of his cock scraped over the swollen spot inside her.He did not speak at first. He simply used her, golden eyes locked on the way her soft flesh moved under him, on the way her cunt stretched obscenely around his thickness, on the fresh tears that slipped from the corners of her eyes when the plea

The Orc King’s Soft Claim(1)

The Orc King’s Soft ClaimChapter 1The Bride Who Should Have Been RejectedThe war tent smelled of leather, iron, and the heavy musk of a victorious orc horde.I stood naked in the center of the thick furs, wrists bound loosely in front of me with soft leather cords. The peace offering. The soft human bride given to the Orc King so the border villages would stop burning. I had expected to be used hard and discarded. Every story said orcs preferred their own kind—hard-muscled, green-skinned females built for war and rough breeding.I was none of those things.My body was all soft human curves: heavy, full breasts that sat low and lush on my chest, dark pink nipples already tight from the cool night air. A soft, rounded belly that spilled gently over the dark curls between my thighs. Wide hips, thick thighs that touched, an ass that jiggled with every nervous shift of my weight. Dimples marked the soft flesh of my hips and the undersides of my breasts. I was soft everywhere an orc woma

The Orc King’s Soft Claim(2)

The Orc King’s Soft ClaimChapter 2Kept Soft and FullHe did not pull out of me for a long time.Grashok stayed buried deep, still hard, still pulsing the last thick ropes of cum into me while his mouth mapped the soft line of my throat, the underside of one heavy breast, the sensitive crease where my thigh met my hip. Every time I shifted, the movement made more of his seed leak out around his cock in warm, sticky trails that ran down the cleft of my ass and soaked into the furs beneath us.He finally withdrew with a wet sound that made my face burn. The sudden emptiness made me whimper. A thick rush of white immediately followed, spilling from my stretched, swollen cunt. Grashok watched it with open hunger, two thick fingers gathering the mess and pushing it back inside me as if he could not stand the idea of any of it leaving my body.“Stay open for me,” he muttered, voice rough. “I want this soft little cunt full all night.”He lifted me again, cradling my soft body against his s

The Orc King’s Soft Claim(3)

The Orc King’s Soft ClaimChapter 3Claimed in Front of the HordeGrashok fucked me like a man who had already decided the captains no longer mattered.He kept me on my back in the furs, thick thighs forced wide by his hips, and drove into me in deep, relentless strokes that made the heavy pelts shift beneath us. Every thrust punched a wet, filthy sound from between my legs. Every withdrawal dragged thick white cum out of me only for the next thrust to force it back in. My soft body took it all—heavy breasts bouncing hard, belly jiggling, thick thighs quivering around his waist. My cries had gone hoarse hours ago, but I still could not stop the broken sounds that tore out of me every time the ridged underside of his cock scraped over the swollen spot inside me.He did not speak at first. He simply used me, yellow eyes locked on the way my soft flesh moved under him, on the way my cunt stretched obscenely around his thickness, on the fresh tears that slipped from the corners of my eyes

Soft Curves, Hard Claim(1)

: Soft Curves, Hard ClaimChapter 1: The Night She Stopped ApologizingThe mirror in the staff bathroom at Velvet & Vine didn’t lie. It never had.Maya Reed stared at her reflection under the harsh fluorescent light, the black cocktail dress clinging to every soft, generous inch of her. The fabric stretched across the full swell of her breasts, the deep V neckline framing the heavy cleavage that rose with every breath. Her waist dipped in only to flare into wide hips and a thick, rounded ass that the dress refused to hide. Thighs pressed together, soft and warm, the hem riding high enough that the tops of her sheer stockings peeked out when she shifted.She was a size 18 on a good day, 20 when the scale was feeling honest. Soft belly, heavy tits, plush thighs, and an ass that made chairs creak. Most nights she still caught herself tugging at the dress, trying to make it smaller, trying to apologize for taking up space.Tonight she stopped.Tonight the private event upstairs was for th

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