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FREAKY AFTER DARK: CONTENT WARNINGS What You're About To Read This collection doesn't do safe. It doesn't do vanilla. If you're looking for paranormal romance where the monsters are basically humans with extra features, keep scrolling. Freaky After Dark is unapologetically filthy paranormal erotica where supernatural beings act like the feral, dominant, possessive creatures they actually are. These stories are designed for readers who've been waiting for monster romance that actually commits to the monster part.

Her thighs shook harder and a dark spot showed on the light fabric shorts she wore. Damien finally stopped hitting the bag. He stood still for a moment, chest rising and falling. Then he began walking deliberately toward her hiding spot. His steps were slow and quiet on the concrete floor. Lila was too lost in what she was doing to notice right away. Her hand moved quickly inside her shorts again. Her hips rocked forward. Her breathing turned into soft, desperate pants. She rubbed her clit fast now, no longer holding back as much. The fantasy felt so real. She could almost feel Damien’s body pressing against hers, his thick cock stretching her open. Her free hand squeezed her breast through

⚠️🔞 TRIGGER WARNINGS (DARK ROMANCE): ⚠️🔞 This is a DARK ROMANCE book with heavy, raw, and non-traditional themes. It contains highly sensitive content that some readers may find uncomfortable, triggering, or disturbing. This includes, but is not limited to: Domestic abuse and physical violence Forced marriage and extreme possessiveness Non-consensual/forced sexual situations and breeding themes Explicit sexual content (18+) Very strong language and toxic dynamics

He positioned the fat, leaking heat at my entrance, rubbing it up and down my soaked, squirting-wet slit, teasing my hypersensitive clit until I was begging and squirming on the desk. “Tell Daddy what you want,” he demanded, his eyes burning into mine. “I want you to fuck me raw, Daddy,” I whimpered, my voice breaking. “Please… ruin me… make me beg and unable to walk.” With a guttural groan, he slammed into me to the hilt in one brutal thrust. The stretch was overwhelming, perfect, burning so good that my eyes rolled back. I wailed, my legs wrapping tightly around his waist as he started moving in deep and punishing strokes that made the heavy oak desk creak and scrape across the floor.

Jennifer: Shrug emoji. I decided to take a different tack. This time, rather than pick safe, general stories, I chose a bunch of different categories and sent my favorites from each. One was romantic, about a couple falling in love. The next was about a wife who sleeps with another man. Another had a husband bringing in his best friend for a threesome. I chose one that had some bondage (not my thing, but I picked a story that was highly rated). I sent a Lesbian story and a Gay male one (again, I relied on the ratings). I linked a story about watching two people have sex in the woods, and one about a girl riding a sybian for the first time. I skipped two categories: nonconsent and incest. As

"Hillian told me everything about you. How you look when you cum. How long you’ve been untouched by the old man. How you touched yourself in his room that day. I listened to every word he told me." My throat had gone dry by now, I looked from one face to the other. Hillian squeezed my hands. "I’m asking you again. Do you want this? From both of us." I should have said no, I should have stood up and walked out. Instead I let my body answer first, I could feel myself getting excited. I had never had sex with two people before. It had always been a fantasy I kept private, but now it was standing in front of me actually playing out in real time. "Yes," I whispered.

"Wanted me to fuck you like this? Make you mine?" "Yes," Mara cried out, past caring about being quiet. "Yes, god yes" The carpet burned against her knees and palms, but she didn't care. Nothing mattered except the feeling of him inside her, claiming her, taking her exactly the way she'd fantasized about. "You're so wet for me," Adrian groaned. "So ready. Such a good girl, taking everything I give you." The praise combined with the rough treatment pushed her toward another orgasm. She could feel it building, could feel herself climbing higher and higher.

Anna scolded him and he looked down in embarrassment. “My dick is so tiny, I'm ashamed to date girls, so I date boys instead and get fucked roughly in my ass. I have a boyfriend and he doesn't make me feel half as bad as a girl would have” Frederick said, a bit more confidently than the other guys. “Are you attracted to girls too?” Anna asked him calmly. “M… yes, I am.” Frederick responded wearily.

I felt myself getting close, as if I could join those heavenly bodies up in the sky. “I saw the way you looked at my dick at Coverts,” he whispered, not letting up on his assault on my clit, his lips tracing along my jawline. “I was so hard. You had on that yellow lingerie set that glowed against your skin. I wanted to bend you over and fuck you so badly. That young dude wasn’t going to get this pussy.” With that, he moved his attention from my clit, sliding two fingers inside my hot, already-drenched pussy. He worked his fingers until they were fully coated and soaked. “But I knew it wasn’t time. I’m patient. I can wait.”

I leaned down, sucking her nipple into my mouth, tasting my own cum on her skin as I fucked her deeper feeling her evening inch. “Oh, yeah, right there, Zaddy,” Ariana moaned loud, her voice shaking as her pussy clamped tight around my penis. I thrust harder, feeling the pressure build in my balls, my body tense. I couldn’t hold back anymore and came hard, my cum shooting deep inside her, filling her up. She’s a grown woman now, 21 and old enough to handle it, her body trembling as she took every drop.