Daniel Seavey Smut Novels & Stories

"Sean, what brings you here? Please have a seat." Daniel personally poured coffee for Sean and asked, "What is the matter that brought you to me today, Sean?" Sean snorted with contempt. "Daniel, you may be able to deceive others, but not me." Daniel's heart skipped a beat. "Let me ask you directly. Do you have Ruby?" "Huh?" Daniel was caught off guard. Sean chuckled coldly, "I know I'm right. Don't try to play dumb. I wouldn't say it if I wasn't certain."

“And you smell so fucking good.” Serena smiled and stepped closer. “Thank you. And I taste even better.” Daniel’s face flushed slightly. He laughed softly. “You’re so naughty. I’m definitely finding that out soon.” He led her inside. Rose petals covered the floor and the dining table. Candles glowed. Dinner was ready. They sat down and Daniel raised his glass. “I was a bitter asshole in that hospital,” he said. “You stayed. You took care of me when no one else would. This is my thank you. Not just for the sex — though that part was amazing — but for seeing the real me.”

Before I could react, the door was yanked open. I stumbled forward, my knees weak, my heart lodged in my throat. Damian stood there, pants still undone, his cock still hard and glistening in the light. He didn’t bother covering up. He just smiled slowly, knowing and dangerously predatory. “So,” he said casually, like we were discussing the weather, “you’re the one who writes smuts huh?” His smile widened. “I’m a fan.”

"Luna Violet and Alpha Evan have a wonderful bond. They were captured all alone with no officials or assistants. There must be some news bubbling up inside their sides." Daniel locked his phone and tossed it on the couch next to him. He lit a cigarette and started smoking. The white smoke swirled around him just as his eyes became cloudy. His eyes were unreadable. He was a man of myth. He was a man who was capable of accepting bitter fate, who was able to fight against destiny, and who could change what was written on anyone's head by his actions. He was like a deep sea, and whoever was able to understand him would turn into a seer.

"You look okay to me. Just take her. I'll be leaving for work soon. I thought I'd get in a few extra hours in before my flight." "Your flight is by four pm, Daniel," I said, unimpressed. He blinked at me over his coffee mug. A shadow crossed the doorway and I turned to see Seb rubbing sleep out of his eyes. He was shirtless, with pajama bottoms that hung off his slim hips. I let my eyes scan the hard planes of his chest and his deep V-line, and looked away so fast, no one could have caught it. Sebastian was Daniel's son from his first marriage. When Daniel and I met and got married, Seb had been barely fourteen. I'd watched his transformation from quiet child to broody teenager, to breathtak

Daniel’s wide eyes burned holes in my soul as he looked at me; they turned even darker after I smiled. “Keep it up, girl. When you smile like that, your precious Daniel loses control of his sentiments. He always did. And Cole. Cole must be so horny right now that he is probably mastu.rbating inside Daniel’s mind,” Tania burst out laughing, and my smile widened. I tried hard not to laugh randomly and make the others think I had lost it.

AUTHOR’S POV. “Are you okay?” Daniel asked Sapphire in a whisper while her head was on his arm and was still in bed. She nodded her head gently and he slowly moved his hand, kissed her cheek, and then stood up. Flustered, Sapphire looked away from his naked body, and when Daniel noticed that, he only smiled and headed to the bathroom. Shortly after he had entered, Sapphire breathed out and covered her face with her palm. She loved every bit of the sex that she had with her husband and even though her down there still stings a little, she knew it was worth it.

And in these days, he has realised surrendering to this lethal addiction is better than going insane. "A+ for enthusiasm," Daniel mischievously remarked, dragging his wet fingers along his pulsing length, smearing the evidence of her need like a signature on a contract. "But the execution?" He let out a mock sigh, his other hand swiftly tearing off her thin panties in two parts, exposing her completely. "Needs... correction."

Her lips formed a Shameless smile. Daniel shut his eyes, pulling at the shame growing in his head and pushing it into the burning churning in his belly, the orgasmic high coursing through his skull. This was not the time to be thinking about his wife—not when he was deep inside his secretary, requiring a high he could not comprehend.

he smiles, running his fingers through my curls as I pull out of his arms. “I thought so too.” I smile, still refusing to cry. “Okay, so remember, tomorrow you need to set your online profile up, and I want you to use the pen name “The Smut Slut”. I nod, making a mental note of the name. “The quicker you set it up, the quicker you can start working. All dates will be run by me first just to make sure you're not being sent off with a fucking weirdo, a killer, or someone who's just bad news. I'll take care of you like I promised, Savage, so don't worry your pretty little head about a thing.” He knocks back a shot of tequila and smiles, grabbing Lexi and pulling her onto his lap. “Alright, I'll