Barbarian's Seduction Novels & Stories

he sighed, surrendering, while mechanically rearranging his messy hair into the same messy look. “Seems like the big bad wolf is putty in my hands,” I teased while grabbing a fistful of his thin dress shirt, brining him closer to me so his lips would go back on mine. A disturbingly arousing growl was all the answer I was given before he made sure to show me just how much I, too, was affected by him. This was an alpha’s seduction, baby, and alphas do not fail.

It was like the gods or whoever the higher powers might be, had smiled upon him and handed him an incredible gift. He had locked the door and the room had no window so he was stuck in the room with Sierra. As he stared at her he felt a hot, sinking need to be inside of her, to dominate her body and soul, before he killed her. He found some rope and tied her hands and feet to the bed posts, he took every precaution necessary when it came to Sierra, especially after their last encounter!

She squirmed against me to illustrate it. “I like it,” she said. “Push me out of you,” I said. She looked at me confused. “Bear down,” I said, “bear down and push my fingers out of your slutty asshole for me.” Her breath hitched at my words. But she did it. My kinky little goddess pushed down against my fingers, her beautiful wide eyes staring at me through her glasses, such a contrast of purity and filth. She pushed down nice and hard, not stopping until my fingers were expelled.

Of course, Di had on the cutest bikini and was so oiled up with suntan lotion, she’d probably slip right out of his arms if he hugged her. “Oh, hey cutie pie.” She said with a smile so wide I didn’t even know who she was. They immediately got engrossed in their own little world. Brannon was hot, a redhead with the longest eyelashes I’d even seen and an electric smile. I could see Di falling for him. Hell, I could see anyone falling for him. To bad we found out that Baron was his brother. “Hey, excuse me, I thought we were having a conversation.” As he put his hand on my thigh.

He pressed the barrel against her forehead, cold steel biting into her skin. “You thought you could run away with my fucking money? My money?” His voice rose, sharp and venomous, filling the shed with an echo that seemed to close in on her. Wren’s body betrayed her; a shiver ran down her spine, and her knees wobbled beneath her. The cold sweat dripping from her brow mixed with the sticky warmth of blood, tracing a path down her temple. Her mouth was dry, her throat raw, but she forced herself to speak, to think.

Frustration etched across Baron's face as he sighed, muttering to himself, "Not again." Determined to enter, Baron extended his hand toward the lock, fingers flexing with practiced ease. A soft incantation left his lips, and a subtle glow enveloped the lock. The magical energies worked their charm, and the lock yielded, allowing Baron to push the door open. As the entrance creaked, revealing the intimate scene within, Baron's eyes widened with surprise. Oswald, entwined with a maiden, seemed oblivious to the intrusion. The atmosphere was charged, and even Baron's magical entrance failed to disrupt their passionate encounter. Unfazed, they continued until they were done, and Baron found himse

Testosterone filled my blood, heating it up with fire that I was sure whisky wouldn’t quench. I smiled at her. But just as she was about to stand up, Carolina Mendoza waltzed into the room and made her way towards me. How could I continue looking at Jenny when Carolina was presenting even more sumptuous goods? Carolina was wearing a bright red mini dress that wrapped tightly around her curvaceous body. Her breasts were popping out and her thighs were out. It was trashy dressing to me but I didn’t care anymore. I knew she’d offer herself to me if I asked. Not that I planned to. Carolina was not the type of woman I wanted to mess with.

She couldn't help but smile at her reflection, acknowledging her attractiveness as she prepared to enjoy a night of excitement at the city's most lively bar. Serena found herself in the bustling bar, her nearly empty glass serving as a companion. She cringed as she noticed numerous men devouring her with their lustful gazes. After dancing to her heart's content, she took a break and observed a man approaching her. He was tall, with dark, neatly styled hair and a tan complexion that hinted at his impressive physique, including pronounced muscles. A tingling sensation surged within her, sensing that he might possessed incredible prowess in the bedroom. Perhaps he could invoke those sensations

Barra, who heard the words, only mumbled. He didn't want to find out the meaning because his brain wasn't working properly. One thing he wanted to prove now was that he could also feel the delicious body of Serena Queen Adhisty like the rumors circulating lately. Overcome by passion and anger, Barra no longer cared about anything that happened. Even the anguished sobs that echoed in the hotel room made him feel like he was possessed by a demon. "No, please," murmured Serena who could now only surrender to Barra's attacks blindly.

“Feel free to get out of that gown. It looks uncomfortable. I’m going to slip into a robe.” She inclined her head, standing still until he disappeared into his room. Slowly, she walked down the hall to the guestroom, letting herself in. When the door closed, she leaned against it, heart racing and hands trembling as she fumbled with the zipper. Her nerves sang, and she knew he was going to try to seduce her. Not that she needed much persuasion. Lanie shed the dress as fast as she could, along with the sandals Feeling wicked, she left on the garter and stockings, but removed the bikini panties and didn’t bother with a bra.