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My body shook at the hammering assault of my completion, fabricating my body into a messy writhing wildcat, hungry for him, and instead of stopping, he plowed it all back inside with a feral growl, his hands squeezing my globes, and I knew what he wanted — to cast aside all the inhibitions in me to which my body surrendered — and I squirted around his raging length as he prodded deeply my body spasmed, unable to control the pleasurable assault. "kitten-oh! You're getting impossibly tighter." He growled. After coming down from my high, with his length still buried deep inside me, he brought my legs to rest over his legs. Chest heaving, eyes dark with desire, he hovered over me and nuzzled my

“Fuck.” Rachel stared at her phone in the hotel room. Another lonely business trip, another boring night. The steamy romance novel she’d bought at the airport wasn’t helping the growing ache between her legs. It had been weeks since her breakup, and she was horny. She decided to head down to the hotel bar. Slipping into a cocktail dress and heels, she felt good as heads turned when she walked in. She ordered a glass of wine and soon a well-dressed man named Grant slid onto the stool beside her.

When he opened them again, his gaze had changed—still controlled, but darker and deeper. Hungry. He lifted his hand fully this time, his fingers sliding slowly along her waist, drawing her closer until her body aligned with his. Not pressing—just touching. The heat of him soaked through her clothes, sending a shiver down her spine. “You’re playing with fire,” he said softly. “Then burn with me.” His breath broke. His forehead lowered to hers—barely touching, but close enough that she felt the warmth of him, the promise beneath his restraint. She expected a kiss, but instead, Daniel’s lips brushed her cheekbones, her temple, and the side of her jaw—each touch was nothing more than a warm brea

I want him to. "Baby, where are you?" Oh, shit! Is that...? Joan's shadow stumbled upon us. AUTHOR'S NOTE Hello my lovely readers, I hope you're enjoying this book. I try to make it as spicy and as hot as I can. Please leave a comment on this chapter. Don't forget to support with your precious gems. Get ready to get that slutty pussy wetttttt!

His eyes followed my movement and darkened as a muscle ticked under his stubbled jaw. Who was this man? He seemed familiar. Important. Now I wished my brothers had remained behind so I could ask them. The man was tall. Taller than most men, including my brothers. Dressed in all black and a gray coat that reached to his knees. He looked elegant. Dark. Dangerous. Familiar. The feeling of familiarity pulled on my consciousness. The voice in my head. Stay alive, Tatiana. For me. Stay alive, moya luna. It called to me - calling me his moon. His eyes were intense, even from this distance. There was something uncomfortable in his dark gaze - borderline aching. It was as if he demanded something fro

Darlene cleaned up and stacked the breakfast dishes in the dishwasher and then sat down at her kitchen laptop and opened the Literotica website. She pulled up one of the stories she had left open for James to find and then skimmed through it, stopping and re-reading a few especially hot parts. When she got to the end of the story her pussy was wet, not only from what she had just read but in anticipation of what she was about to do. Below the end of the story she clicked on the highlighted text, "SEND PRIVATE FEEDBACK," and a new page opened to send an email directly to the author. She began typing:

She alone could get him the information he needed in time. The moment he dropped the jar and goblet on the table, Mora took it as her cue, launching herself at him once more and capturing his lips in a desperate kiss. Kalaril had never been romantic with the ladies he took to bed. He simply took pleasure from them without any form of foreplay, or trying to satisfy them like Mora was. He's never really cared. "Oh, moon! You are so tempting," Mora moaned against his lips, her eyes fluttering closed. "I want you. I want you so badly, Beta."

I state, because I will never stop loving him. “I love you too, pretty boy. I always will.” His voice is filled with so much love and there is no denying that Nikolai and I were meant for each other. He's my love, my peace, my husband. Always and Forever. ……. I can literally feel my eyes water as I come to the end of the book. It has been a roller coaster of emotions. I wouldn’t have done this without my readers' support. Thank you all for giving me this chance and I’m so glad that you guys liked my book. It is my first time trying to write a MM book and I ended up getting your love. Mind you, this is not goodbye. Book two of the series will be released soon and the couples there will be Iri

Until Rhiannon walked into that hotel room with her dead eyes and her broken wolf and her mouth. Until she looked up at me and I saw that fire. Buried deep under all the damage and the grief and the years of being treated like nothing. That fire that hadn't gone out. That stubborn, stupid, beautiful fire that refused to die even though everything around it was ash. And my wolf didn't pace. It didn't snarl. It sat down. Right there in my chest. And it purred. I hated it. I hated her for it. I hated that she made me feel something. I hated that she made me want something. I hated that after thirty-eight years of being stone cold, this woman, this broken, bleeding, beautiful woman, walked in an

Her thighs press together, and that sweet all-consuming scent of her desire hits me like a bullet. Just once… Just this once. I drag my lips up the curve of her neck, enjoying the way her breath stutters. “You’re an open book, princess.” “I’m not,” she whispers, but her voice betrays her arousal. I tighten my grip on her waist just enough to make her gasp. “Oh, but you are. I can read every filthy fantasy you’re trying to hide.” She shakes her head slowly, only slightly, but it only gives me more access to her neck. I press my mouth to her pulse, feeling it thrum wildly beneath my lips.