Novel & Cerita Best Steamy Historical Romance

I climbed onto the bed, positioning myself between her legs, feeling the heat of her desire radiating against my own. As I entered her, the reality of our union in this dream washed over me like a wave. She was tight, her body clenching around me as I pushed deeper, claiming her as mine. The sound of her gasps and whimpers filled my ears, music to the beast within me. Each thrust was met with a corresponding arch of her back, her body begging for more.

EASTON March 2024—Oakdale City "Don’t look away from me.” A deep grunt left his parted lips as he thrusted his monster cock into my tired hole, fucking me with so much hate. "I want to see the look in your eyes as I take you apart, destroying you from inside out." I licked my lips, and a single tear broke free from my eyes. It felt as if I was going to die as Ilay keep pounding me with so much force, hitting the same spot over and over again.

Her feet already took her to his bedroom. "Your wolf is having a hard time processing the breakup with Callum. One day you're with him, and the next day he's someone else's mate. That's not easy for any she-wolf to accept." "Hmm, I still haven't found the Red Room with his BDSM shit, you know," Camille said, changing the grim subject. "So many rooms are locked here. I assumed Giovanna's secret is hidden in one of those." She tried his bedroom door and found it unlocked. "I'm in his room now, will text you if I find anything interesting."

Steam filled the small space as he pressed her back against the cool tiles. His mouth claimed hers again, hungry and demanding, while his hands roamed greedily over her wet skin to cup the breasts he couldn't seem to get enough of. He squeezed her hard nipples until she moaned into his kiss, before one of his thick thighs slid between her legs and pressed up against her pussy. Dalia ground against it shamelessly, already soaked and yearning for more. Levi broke the kiss and dropped to his knees on the wet tile, lifted one of her legs over his shoulder and spread her open. His tongue found her clit instantly, licking slowly and firmly till she was quivering and dripping on his face.

But his body betrayed him, his cock stirred beneath the water as she pressed against him, her breasts grazing his chest. She smiled wickedly, her hand sliddown his torso. "Feels pretty damn right to me." Her fingers wrapped around his thickening shaft, stroking slowly. "You've been fighting so hard. Let go for once." A low groan escaped him as she pumped his cock, the water making her grip slick. He grabbed her waist, pulling her flush against him. "Fuck, Celeste... your hand feels too good." His mouth crashed down on hers, their tongues tangled in a hungry kiss. She tasted of lavender, her nails dug deep into his shoulders.

Isabella sank down onto his thick, bare cock with a broken moan, the stretch delicious and filthy. She rode him hard, hips rolling, breasts bouncing free from the low neckline. Damien gripped her ass, guiding her faster, the wet slap of skin loud in the enclosed space. “That’s it… milk your husband’s cock like the greedy little slut you are,” he growled, teeth grazing her nipple. “Come for me before we arrive.” She shattered twice before the limo slowed, clenching around him as he pumped her full of hot cum. He didn’t let her clean up.

He hesitated, then slipped out the door, closing it silently behind him. I flopped back onto the pillows, staring at the ceiling again. My body felt used in the best way, but my chest ached. Two months of stolen nights, risky quickies in the library, blowjobs in the garage while he worked on his car. It was hot as hell, but I was tired of being his secret. The mansion was quiet now, just the rain and my racing thoughts. I grabbed my phone, scrolling through the secret album of photos I had of us, Liam smiling lazily after we’d fucked, his arm around me in bed, us kissing in the dark.

“Begging your stepbrother to keep stroking your cock. Saying it’s wrong while you’re leaking all over my hand.” He tightened his grip again and started stroking them both faster, rougher, the wet sound of skin on skin filling the room. Elias moaned brokenly, hips rolling up into Damien’s fist despite himself. Tears of shame pricked at the corners of his eyes, but his cock throbbed harder than ever. “This is only the beginning,” Damien whispered, squeezing them both almost painfully. “I’ve wanted to break you for years. And now I finally get to.” He kept stroking them together, slow and filthy, watching every desperate reaction on Elias’s flushed face.

"FUCK ME!" A wave of current passed through her spine but she didn't let it show on her face. "I've seen far better men than you." She rasped out, even though she was trying to control the need in her voice but it was impossible. Leon raised his perfect thick brow at her. Silver eyes narrowing as he applied slight pressure on her delicate neck and pulled her closer to him. Even though he knew she’s lying, he played along. A gasp escaped her lips as her soft white hands landed on his hard muscular chest. Their lips just inches away as his hot breath fanned on her lips.

“Soaked. My pussy’s been aching for days. And after what I saw tonight… I need it rough.” We moved to a dark corner booth, away from prying eyes. The moment we sat down, his mouth was on mine….hungry, demanding. His tongue invaded my mouth as his big hand gripped my waist, pulling me against him. I moaned into the kiss, straddling his thigh and grinding my dripping core against the hard muscle there. The friction against my clit made me whimper. “Fuck, you’re burning up,” he growled against my lips. His hand slid under my dress, fingers brushing my soaked lace panties. “No wonder you’re desperate. You’re drenched.”