Books With Polyamory Novels & Stories

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

My eyes closed in passion as her words linked up with the exciting strokes of her gorgeous soft feet. Mom said: "You know Jimmy, I am 48 but I can still get pregnant. You know, if you were to decide to go to the lower mall and marry Sybil (mom's legal maiden name), we could come right back up here. We would make passionate love. Your big cock would flood my still very fertile womb with millions of your potent sperm. To make sure of pregnancy, we would make love continually throughout the night. Time and time again, your cock would swell with bliss as you expressed your marital pride by ejaculating your precious seed deep deep inside of me. My treasured ovum would be assaulted by that virile

I say, “Oh, so yeah, it was five of you guys, huh?” She says, “Yeah.” I say, “Well, you know, it’s just me, my brother, and my sister. So that’s enough. My brother, his mate, and his other mate, they’re have a baby, so we’ll see how that goes.” She frowns at me and says, “Silas?” I say, “Yeah. Let him tell you about it. I don’t even understand their whole dynamic.” She says, “Well, you know, polyamory is a big thing now, so who knows? If they’re happy, then I’m happy. It doesn’t have anything to do with me, you know what I’m saying?”

Damien had told her that the three of them were in a relationship together. Sam and Ava were submissives, Roarke their Dom. She’d been a bit shocked. But it wasn’t like she hadn’t read a few ménage romances. All purchased in secret, of course. Her parents and Victor wouldn’t have approved of her reading material. She believed everyone should be free to live their life as they wished so long as they weren’t hurting anyone else. As long as Roarke wasn’t abusing his two submissives she had no issue with their unusual relationship.

I’m one of the original partners, and ended my seven year relationship so my EXs could be together. This book was supposed to be dedicated to them; Thus I’ve changed the ending at least 89 times. It’s taken me almost two years to publish this novel, making it my longest project to date. I started it September of 2020, and finished writing the Epilogue May of 2022. That said, I still feel polyamorous relationships are every bit as valid as monogamous ones. Honesty is your best policy, as Sawyer learned the hard way.

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Most of them didn’t understand polyamory and thought it was group sex or having more than one girl on a string at a time, and that wasn’t what I was after. I wanted to expose the practice for what it was, not what people thought it was. I felt that I was learning something every day about it by reading books that talked about the subject. Who knew that A****n would be filled with books about Reverse Harem? They seemed to be a popular topic, and I must admit a few of them had me hot and sweaty at night with my hands in between my leg. Something that I regularly did, but never with no one in mind. He would be a hot guy, and he would want me, that was the only credential. Now, I couldn’t look a

He didn’t want to hurt anyone ever again. The end of DOMINATED BY HIM, Check out my other book (Lost In Lust). Thank you awesome readers.

My body was wrecked, my mind dizzy, but my heart was clear. I loved every second. I loved every filthy, forbidden touch. I loved my stepfather’s cock, and I wanted it forever. We only gave in to sleep when exhaustion finally conquered us, tangled together on the sofa, no guilt, no shame, just heat, lust, and the dangerous bliss of knowing we had crossed a line we could never uncross. And God help me…I wanted more.

No wonder the headmaster said there has been no student under this house. Then he came to the realization that it wasn’t even mentioned the name of his house and what the sigil represents, unlike the other houses. It seems like the answer to his questions would be in this big dome of a library. But thinking about the volume of books in the room, he felt a big problem. “How in the world should I find the information I am looking for when there could be a million types of books here?” he screamed in frustration. “SHHH, you don’t have to shout, considering that this is your first day, I will let it pass” Earth heard someone speak.