Black Romance Novels Novels & Stories

I didn't care, I just knew that it was fantastic. With every lick, the ember of my desire burned brighter, threatening to catch into a full blown blaze at any moment. I felt my temperature rising, the heat consuming me from within. Tremors rocked my body as his tongue fanned the sparks that my body nursed. I felt the heat rising, felt the smoke, and where there's smoke, there's always fire. When the flame ignited, my eyes squeezed shut. Delicious licks of fire washed over my every nerve, intensifying every sensation that I felt. The red color of the flames was all I could see, and my ears roared with the intensity of the flame.

She stayed the naked in front of him as he devoured every corner of her mouth and sucked her lips like his world depended on her lips… She was closing her eyes in fear and then felt his hands on her blossoms caressing it slowly and she felt fabric on her body and immediately her eyes opened. He left her lips and she took the deep breath to calm her mind as she felt black dots appearing in front of her eyes because of lack of oxygen. He slowly while roaming his rough palms around her back hooked her bra. She was confused as she saw herself in black bra and then started to kiss her jaw, neck , and collarbone… After sucking and biting her neck his eyes landed on her face. She was closing her ey

Please note: This a dark romance story, it features dark content. Alissia POV I sit at my desk, staring blankly at the blinking cursor on my screen. It mocks me, as if it knows I have no idea where to start with my latest attempt. Dark romance. The genre I never thought I’d touch. But after bombing miserably in everything else—comedy, fantasy, sci-fi, even horror—I figured I’d give it a shot. How hard could it be to blend the raw, twisted emotions of a toxic relationship with an edge of danger? Apparently, harder than I thought.

Carina lay in bed, her body already aroused from the hours she had spent reading the erotic novel she had recently brought. Feeling the dampness between her thighs as she read the passionate sex between the leads, she closed her eyes and let out a soft moan imagining what it would be like to be the female lead. She ended the book at the point where the male lead let out a lewd growl as he cummed inside the female lead’s hole.

I am as exciting and predictable as a loaf of sliced white bread. Anyway, back to my story. The traffic started moving, and off he went, leaving behind the lingering scent of tobacco. At work, I had trouble concentrating, and spent most of the day creating racy vignettes in my head with us as the feature characters. Let's be honest; I have a very vivid imagination. The closest I've been to a hot steamy encounter is courtesy of the pages of my endless supply of paperback romance novels. I'm not the kind of girl that attracts hot, sexy men. In fact, I've been called an ice queen by more than one guy. But when I'm in the middle of one of my books, I am sensual, daring, sarcastically humorous, a

He rasped my name; I cried his. We were sweaty, sticking to each other like glue, and our harsh breaths melded as one when he pressed his mouth against mine. I came first, legs wrapped tight around Nikolai and back arching ridiculously. I was limp as Nikolai chased his own release, his thrusts becoming shorter and shorter before he finally came with a roar that rang in my ears. “Don’t… Ever… Disobey me… Julianna,” Author’s Note:- Hey guys, leave your comments below and don’t forget to like the book and follow me.

Best Lover Chapter 2 I could feel her fingers running over his hair as she gently drew him away. She kissed his cheeks and groaned, asking, "Oh Beta, what are we doing, dear?" As she stared directly into my eyes, she took her blouse off. This was the most sensual thing I had ever seen. How revealing. The sight of her breasts, encased in a delicate black brassiere, was titillating. Returning to the couch, she sat down gingerly. Muttering, "Son, may I touch you again?" she asked softly.

“Your mother…” “I don’t care,” I whispered, stroking his back. “You’re mine now.” He kissed me again, slower, and began rocking his hips in shallow thrusts, the knot keeping us bound. The night stretched on with more—him eating his cum from my pussy, me riding him until my thighs burned, him taking me from behind while his fingers worked my ass open for future nights. By dawn, I was marked, claimed, and utterly his, the taboo only fueling the fire between us. The pack would sense it soon, but for now, all that mattered was the heat of his body and the promise of endless forbidden nights ahead.

“You need some insanely handsome guy to fuck Stephen completely out of your system.” Heat flooded my cheeks instantly. And unfortunately… One very specific handsome man immediately appeared in my mind. Sebastian Blackwood. The image of his wet body. His dark eyes. The way he kissed me. My entire body heated embarrassingly fast. “Bella?” Amelia asked suspiciously. “Why are you suddenly quiet?” “Nothing!” She laughed loudly. “You already have someone in mind, don’t you?” If only she knew. “No,” I lied quickly. “I’m just tired.”

After only a few minutes of trying to catch our breath in the dark room, the crazy heat between us started up all over again. Callan rolled onto his back, reaching out his big hands to grab my waist and pulling me up on top of him. "Get on top," he told me, his dark blue eyes looking right into mine. I didn't wait. I climbed over his legs, sitting right on his hips. I leaned down and licked his big chest, tasting his salty sweat and running my tongue all over his hard muscles. I grabbed his big, hard dick with my hand, holding it straight up. Slowly, I pushed my hips down, sliding his thick cock deep back inside my wet pussy.