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And perhaps alpha Eskaal was speaking the truth! ---------------- [Check out my smut/sex compilation book] Title: Lustful Delicacies

My fingers found my soaked cunt without hesitation. I circled my swollen bud slowly at first, then faster, eyes closed. His face rose unbidden behind my lids. Those molten amber eyes. The hard planes of his chest. The thick, heavy length of his manhood straining for me. I imagined him above me. Imagined that substantial cock pushing inside, stretching me, claiming the hunter who should have been his enemy.

I’ve been dying without being able to send comments these past two days! [Wait, what happened? A bug?] [No, the book switched platforms. The old site shut down and the author rewrote the main storyline. It’s been re-uploaded on SmutReads!] “Smut… SmutReads?” My face drained of color. I couldn’t help blurting it out loud. The comments froze for a moment, then exploded. [Ha! I knew she could see us!] [Sweetie, you probably don’t know, right? The redemption arc got scrapped. It switched to a smut romance, and you’re the new female lead! The new storyline starts tonight.]

Author's Pov Lily was busy reading the novel she just started yesterday, her eyes instantly widened when she read the next lines which left her utterly speechless. Lily had read a lot of smut books even some bdsm related, but this was the first time she was reading something so explicit and kinky, the male lead was a freak indeed, the female lead was a prostitute in the story and the male lead was trying to find a way to fill the void he was having from the last few months.

No penetration, but I would be okay with kissing someone and maybe some foreplay. By the time dinner rolled around, Tara and I were clutching our sides from laughing so hard. I found out that Tara Loved Smut Books. She told me the Smuttier the better. She even let me look at some of the books she brought with her, and she told me I could borrow to read any one of them that I want. I picked out one called ‘For Whom The Belle Tolls’ by Jaysea Lynn and Tara said I would love that one, and it’s one of her newest favorites.

Her cunt was swollen and glistening, a thick string of arousal already leaking down to her ass. “Look how fucking wet you are,” Yusuf muttered, sliding two thick fingers inside her easily. Fatima cried out, her walls clenching greedily around his digits. “I’m always this wet when I think about haram cock,” she gasped, riding his fingers shamelessly. “Please… I need your dick. I’ve been dying to suck it.”

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“How chivalrous of you, I didn’t expect for you to pick up a smut book like that to read.” “I presume you have read them too?” “I read them out of curiosity, and it was the love story is what I was more interested in. It had nothing to do with the sex scenes, it was the connection between the two characters that had me read it multiple times.” Why did I just say that to him? I’m an idiot he’s gonna know I am into those sorts of books. But for the reason I said yeah, I enjoy the smut and spice in them but it’s the romance connection that has me wanting to read them.

❦ Rosalind ❦ One minute you have a clear-cut path ahead of you. Plans made, all i’s dotted and t’s crossed. Then you make the mistake of mounting a thick-cocked criminal with a hard-on for your hotel. Then he fucks your brains out and now your organs slosh around after being pulverized by his veined, pink-tipped cock. I pressed myself closer to his naked chest and sniffed him as covertly as possible. I almost sighed.

Pinky squinted to read it, her eyes tracing the loops and crosses. "Collection of short stories for ladies," the title read. "Stories of desire, of awakening, of the first time." Pinky blinked, her eyes widening as she read on. The handwriting was feminine, secretive, as if the writer were sharing her most guarded thoughts with only the pages. It was a confession. A revelation. As she began to read.