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he demanded, slamming inside her in one brutal thrust, stretching her walls around his girth. “All yours, daddy,” Nova gasped, her nails digging into his shoulders as he filled her completely. “I love how that pussy just fucking eats up my dick,” he panted, pulling back and slamming in again, the wet sounds of their joining filling the room. “Smells so sweet, tastes even better. Gonna breed this tight hole tonight.” “Oh, my God! Fuck! daddy, that feels so good,” she moaned, her body rocking with each powerful stroke. “How am I doing, sweetie?” Adam taunted, grinding deep. “I'm so fucking good at ruining you, ain’t I?”

I lay sprawled across my narrow dorm bed, legs spread wide, my laptop glowing softly beside me. On the screen was Professor Adrian Black’s faculty photo—the one that had ruined the Good girl in me for months. Those storm-gray eyes stared straight into me while I rubbed my clit desperately. “ Aughh Fuck… Adrian,” I moaned while I pictured him pinning me down in that low voice growling my name while he fucked me senselessly. I had first seen him in person as a guest speaker back at my former University. He had stepped onto the stage like he owned the entire room, speaking about obsession in Gothic literature with such dark intensity that I grew wet right there in my seat. That night I touched

The memories immediately came rushing back again. Stephen is touching another woman. Kissing her. Lying to me. Pain twisted sharply inside my chest. Mr Blackwood must have noticed because his expression hardened slightly. “Men like that are pathetic.” I looked up at him. “Men like what?” “Men who betray women who love them.” Something about the way he said it felt personal. Like he understood betrayal far too well. I studied him carefully. “You sound experienced.” A shadow crossed his face briefly before disappearing. “Experience teaches many things.”

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Desire overwhelmed me as I pressed my thighs together, my hips driving into the air and my cock bursting with transparent sticky goo. “Fuck” the Master screamed, his eyes so dark and his teerh clenched as he locked eyes on the screen, increasing his brutal pace in the hole that began slamming back. My neck twitched, cold running down my spine as I fought the feeling. It was like he was looking at me, like he was there and to my horror his teeth barred in a smile. I bit down on my bottom lip, a strangled whimper coming from my throat. What was happening to me? I wasn't gay!

Her long, midnight-black hair was spread across the pillow like dark silk, and her body bore the delicious evidence of their passion—faint hickeys blooming on her neck and shoulders, light handprints on her ass cheeks, and the sticky remnants of dried cum between her smooth thighs. Damien Cross woke up rock-hard, his thick morning wood pressed firmly against the soft, warm curve of her ass cheek. The sight of her like this—marked, used, and still so irresistibly tempting—sent a fresh surge of lust through him. He couldn’t resist. Moving slowly behind her, he gently spread her legs wider. Raven stirred, a sleepy, seductive smile curving her full lips even before her violet eyes opened. “Greed

He sucked me with a rhythmic, greedy intensity, his tongue swirling around the head, his cheeks hollowing as he drew me deep into his throat. I was shaking, my knees buckling. I had spent my entire life believing I was straight, believing that my desires were linear and controlled. But as Gavin worked on me, using his mouth to dismantle the last remnants of my resistance, I realized that I didn't care about labels. I didn't care about the taboo. I only cared about the way he made me feel—small, owned, and utterly cherished in the most twisted way possible. "Gavin... please... I'm going to—"

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The amount of people that would read gay smut paled when compared to straight. “You aren’t wrong there,” Nocturne replied. “I’m planning to have a small line of LGBTQ+ fiction as well as more mainstream books. It’s been easy to get straight romance and adventure books. The search for good LGBTQ+ authors has been harder. It’s also because I want to read a spicy gay smut novel.” The admission at the end caught Leo off guard. Nocturne had a mischievous gleam in his eye when he said that part.

MILES Dominic Black was full of shit if he thought I couldn't see past his asshole facade. I saw it in his eyes—the way he flipped like a switch, slipping from interest to indifference, from curiosity to anger. They were emotions I knew well. Except, lately, I found myself feeling nothing at all. I thought maybe I could spark something up by reading some dark romance. For a moment, I had escaped into the book. I felt. Just felt. And then, of course, the sexy asshole who would be my soon-to-be stepbrother invaded my space and yanked me out of my peace.