Barbarian's Seduction Novels & Stories

I looked at him, glad to receive that reassuring look from him. "Oh I will," Adrian gave a dark chuckle, "if you decide to stab us in the back after making this deal with us. And trust me, I won't be taking two fucking days to get rid of you like this time." I saw Baron visibly shiver at Adrian's words and my best effort at masking my shock fell flat. What on earth had they done to him to make him so scared. Not like I really wanted the answer to that question anyway.

He seemed out of place among Samuel's friends due to how cold he was. Samuel had played this game of seduction before. He would pay others to seduce me. I found out the first time, naturally. I kept making scenes, and Samuel simply told me to stop with the drama. "I was only testing you. Did you have to react like that? If you have nothing to hide, why are you so angry?" In the end, Samuel threw an even bigger tantrum than I did. I had no choice but to stop and calm him down instead until his anger passed.

The light here was deeper red, the air thick with sound — soft moans, the creak of leather, the low hum of voices. Heads turned when they entered. She felt the weight of masked eyes, the curiosity, the judgement. Dorian’s pace was slow but unyielding, forcing her to match him. He stopped near a low platform where three figures knelt before their handlers. “Watch,” he said. She watched as one was told to hold still while a feather traced their spine. Another was blindfolded, their breathing shallow. The third was given commands in a language Aria didn’t know, their obedience flawless.

Over and over. Thud. Thud. Thud. Each hit seemed to echo through the mansion, through me. “Yes! God, yes! Don’t stop!” Her voice rose higher, desperate now. And I could see it in my head without even trying, her on her back, bent over, riding him, him over her, taking whatever he wanted. And my body… betrayed me. Heat built between my thighs, shameful and unstoppable. My nipples ached under my thin sleep shirt. My breathing picked up.

A feral growl ripped from my throat, my desire raw and commanding. “That’s it, baby. Let go,” I urged, my pace unrelenting. “Cum for me.” Her climax washed over her in waves, her body arching as she gripped my hand like an anchor.I slammed into her nonstop until with a guttural roar, I buried myself deep one final time and spilled into her, holding her close as our trembling bodies fused, lost in the same storm of passion. I collapsed beside her, panting, every nerve in my body still buzzing. Damn. She was incredible. Never in my wildest thoughts did I imagine my quiet, efficient secretary, the one who always hid behind corporate suits, was actually a sexy hottie who was craving me.

“Together. And nothing will break us—not betrayal, not threats, not the hidden hand.” The storm of seduction, strategy, and betrayal continued to rage around them. Alliances would fracture, secrets would be revealed, and the hidden hand would strike again—but Isabella and Damian were ready. Every secret was a weapon, every betrayal a challenge, and every threat an opportunity to reinforce their bond and secure the empire.

“Master of Merchants.” “Baron,” I acknowledged with a nod. “Enjoying the show?” I motioned to the stage. “Your girl, Moira, seems to be setting the room on fire tonight.” Moira was once the infamous Blue Mask, one of Jolan Koll’s ten. Though no one knew that but me. She was also a succubus, and Baron James was obsessed with her. “Oh, yes, she is. But tonight, my eyes are on someone else.” The baron grinned, flushed. “The new girl. I tried to book her, but Sesora told me you were handling her personally.”

I arched into his touch, aching for more as he teased and tantalized me, driving me to the brink of madness with desire. The thought of my parents being outside, waiting for me, kept getting smaller and weaker with each action from this billionaire. When Chris finally put his third leg in me, it was like coming home—a feeling of completeness and belonging that washed over me in a wave of ecstasy. We moved together in perfect harmony, our bodies moving as one as we sought release from the storm of emotions that threatened to consume us.

Damn it, this woman showed up and desperately seduced him like a bitch. Abihirt growled as Berbara's hand pulled out his manhood. Gradually, a gentle massaging action was added. There was no doubt that they easily understood the implied desire through intimate eye contact. When Barbara's instincts demanded a kneeling position, Abihirt quickly pushed the chair back to give her room to move. His hand grasped the long, flowing locks of hair steadily. Guiding Barbara so that she could devour the huge swollen tensions while that naughty tongue licked at the bluish veins, until it sipped quite hard there.

He whispered with a smirk leaning back down to my lips so his brushed past mine, even though I didn’t know about us being mates and again, I didn’t know if I was truly down for the idea of it all, I couldn’t help the guilt that washed through me. “You understand I have not waited right…” I said looking up at him with a little worry in my eyes but also guilt, where I felt him freeze and take in a deep breath of air clearly, more than a little annoyed with this new realisation. “Even though that fact threatens to fill me with the deepest of rages due to another man repeatedly touching what belongs to me, I am aware that due to you being a human, you were not aware that I existed. But now I am