Novel & Cerita Best Polyamory Books Fiction

A forbidden encounter unfolds in the school library as Finn, the charismatic jock, and Shasha, the reserved nerd, gives in to their desires during a storm. Their passionate and explicit tryst explores themes of dominance, surrender, and unbridled lust. ******************************** The rain hammered against the library windows, its fury echoing the storm brewing between Finn and Shasha. The school library, usually a sanctuary of quiet study, had become their private arena, the shelves of books mere spectators to the raw, unbridled desire unfolding between them.

He was quick to notice of course, and he returned again, this time holding my waist while his bulge pressed into my derriere. I let out a soft gasp, "I have some books to pick up by the bookstore before it closes." I tried to conceal my surprise. His eyes lit up, "don't you torture yourself reading those erotics?" He looked into my face. He knew what I was reading? My eyes flicked towards him. "You think I don't know?" His tongue flickered to his lips. "You went into my room?" I was stunned. "The covers drew me in, and I couldn't help but glance through some pages. But I must say, the side effects of reading such books can be disastrous."

I’ve always been crazy about books. Ever since I was a kid, I’d spend hours in the library, running my fingers over the covers, breathing in that old paper smell. It’s like the stories were part of me. My name is Eliza, and I run this small library in a quiet town. No one comes here much, which is fine by me. It gives me time to be alone with my books. But my love for them has turned into something more. I have this secret fetish. I dream about the characters jumping out of the pages and touching me, holding me, doing things to me that make my body heat up. It’s embarrassing to admit, but just thinking about it gets me excited. My heart beats fast, and I feel a wetness between my legs that I

“I didn’t know what to do with that. I wasn’t meant to want you. I wasn’t meant to want ANY of you. And I wanted ALL of you. Heath, then Cameron and then… You.” “Me,” she whispered it shocked by the rawness of his emotion. Each man had his own grief, she thought, his own struggle with what they were, with their sexuality and polyamory. It was not something that she could help them with – they had to resolve their confliction within themselves.

"You are a commodity my partner and I would be foolish not to take full advantage off." "Full advantage is the word." Inigo interjected as he stood up, tucking in his shirt and fixing his trousers . "You are very good in every way, and we see no reason not to add you to our payroll. We have been looking for a real estate agent to hire. Your qualifications are as impeccable as you are.In and out of business. Our company is going global, so we will be buying up at least five to ten properties within the next month in the United States alone...." Warning !!! This book contains extremely sexual situations, Polyamory, bdsm. If you are 18 or are triggered easily this is NOT FOR YOU!!

"We are an exclusive, closed, polyamorous relationship forged in the fires of this club, anchored by intense power exchange, and sustained by an absolute, unyielding love." A soft, collective exhale moved through the Library. In the mainstream world, polyamory was often dismissed as a loophole for infidelity, a symptom of greed, or an inability to commit. But looking at the three of them—anchored to one another with a devotion so fierce it was almost palpable—the myth dissolved instantly.

Heat. I was going to lose my fucking mind. --- TALIA It was chaos. The kind I never knew I liked. Devyn underneath me, gasping like he didn’t know who was in charge anymore. Juno behind me, her tongue hot on my skin. Our hands tangled, bodies moving, sweat mixing. This wasn’t love. It was betrayal turned power. A threesome made of ego and punishment. I rode Devyn hard, nails clawing down his chest, letting every thrust remind him that I chose to be here. That this wasn’t forgiveness—it was dominance.

I fell asleep exhausted, thighs sticky, still whispering Daniel’s name. Days blurred together. Texts turned into voice notes where I moaned for him. Calls became arguments mixed with desperate dirty talk. My body was in constant heat , nipples always sensitive, pussy perpetually wet and aching. I bought more toys. I rode a thick dildo on the couch one afternoon, bouncing on it while watching a video of a man fucking a woman from behind, imagining it was us. My moans filled the apartment as I came, grinding down hard, but again… it wasn’t enough.

As Alex’s thick cock slid deep into his wife’s soaked pussy, Sophia leaned forward and took one of Rachel’s full breasts into her mouth, sucking hungrily on the hard nipple. Rachel arched with a loud moan, threading her fingers through Sophia’s hair. “Yes… suck my tits while you ride him.” Alex groaned at the sight, hands gripping Sophia’s hips as she bounced on his cock. The wet sounds of her pussy taking every inch mixed with Rachel’s whimpers. He thrust up hard, making Sophia’s breasts bounce as she lavished attention on her best friend’s chest, licking, sucking, even gently biting. The emotions were overwhelming, love for his wife, raw lust for both women, the mind-blowing taboo of shari

"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.