Consensual Non Consensual Books Novels & Stories

**This story features reluctance and non-consent as well as sex between a stepfather and his daughter. It is rough and hard and deeply unrealistic. This is fiction and only fiction, every fictional character is over eighteen and it should be read as fantasy, entirely unrelated to anything remotely acceptable in the real world. Nothing about this is okay, but it is hot to read fictional characters experiencing it. Apparently I am procrastinating my real life by writing far too many pieces of erotica about far too many different characters. Enjoy.**

Hey beautiful people, Just a warning. This book is an erotica, which means 18+, so if you are uncomfortable with sex and adult shit, please don’t read my books. But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4) Emily Warner

Huh, what is this? "What is CNC?" I asked him. "Consensual non-consent is having one person's consent to engage in a forced yet intense sexual activity. It may also involve extreme behavior from the dominant partner. Both partners agree to engage in activities they might not be prepared for even before the act." "Interesting, but it doesn't mean we cross the boundaries that we set in this contract, right?" "Nope, of course not; we will still use the contract as a base. We will discuss the scene too before we do CNC."

We shook together, holding each other tight. We stayed like that for a while, catching our breath. He lowered me gently to the floor but kept me close, arms wrapped around me. His cock was still inside me, softening slowly. “That was…” I started. “Yeah,” he agreed, kissing my forehead. “Insane.” We talked softly while we stayed connected. He told me how he’d watched me for months, fighting the attraction. I admitted how many times I’d touched myself thinking about him in this exact library. The conversation felt honest. Real. The kind you only have after crossing every line.

I took off the dildo inside me then showed him how beautiful my pussy was. His strokes became fast, he was clenching his jaw so tightly I could feel his aggression. “I want you to fuck me, Marcus. Please, fuck my pussy.” “You looked like a whore.” I stood up to go to his deck, I was about to straddle his lap and ride his cock the way I dreamed it but he held my waist firmly and put me beside him. He then shook his head. “We shouldn’t fuck. I have a girlfriend. Sex is non-negotiable.”

Trigger Warning Hello Lovely Readers, This book may contain content that might be triggering for some. It is a dark romance with degradation, BDSM that doesn’t contain consent within the dynamic (I know, not something I typically have in my book). There are many instances where consent is very dubious and there is kidnapping. Because what fun is writing dark romance without hitting those tropes? I will add to anyone worried, this one does have a HEA because I’m a sucker for that happily ever after and I couldn’t imagine not giving Cass her happy ending.

DISCLAIMER!!! All characters in this book are fictitious and any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. ! !!!WARNING!!! ! Reader discretion is advised as this book contains scenes that may be triggering to sensitive readers and portrays some Dark Romance themes. This also book contains some sexual scenes with dubious consent, that sensitive readers may find upsetting! * this book is a work of fiction and the relationships portrayed should not be idealised and does not portray the real life views of the Author.

“For six months. Let me play with you and your body.” “What do you want in return?” I asked, crossing my arms and trying to be brave and make a fair deal with the devil. “I know you’re not nice enough to just give me a million dollars just for being an ambassador or… or rough sex.” He chuckled. It was dark and delicious. “Sweetheart, call it what it is. Consensual non-consent. Rape fantasy.” I shivered. “I will be your fake boyfriend and pretend to be your doting and loving partner in public. But behind the closed doors, you’ll be my good little slut.”

Two thick fingers pushed the fabric aside and slid through my folds, teasing my entrance before circling my swollen clit. I whimpered, hips bucking into his touch. “That’s it,” he murmured against my neck, kissing and biting softly. “Let me feel how much this quiet little librarian wants me.” He pushed one finger inside me, then two, pumping slowly while his thumb worked my clit. I was shaking, biting my lip to keep from moaning too loudly. “Look at you,” he whispered, voice full of dark satisfaction. “Falling apart on my fingers between the books you love so much.”

I could see she was freaking out but had we stopped when she said No, she wouldn’t have realised just what it would be like being forced. It is a game I would never play, it is her basically saying she gives consent to be raped. Consensual non-consensual is a very big thing, a lot of women do it now. They scream, kick and shout just as if they would if they were being raped, the only difference is they have the safe word, so while saying No wouldn’t work their safe word would work and get it stopped. “Speak to me, Alena.” I pull her to me her eyes soaked, and I hate we did this to her, but at the same time had we not, we couldn’t tell her no to making her fantasy forced and if she pushed we