Dark Romance Erotica Mga Nobela at Kwento

With quiet hopes of cooling the burn in his chest, and the prickling, tightening of his skin at every memory of the dream. But the blasting cold did little to nothing to calm the flames. He was stuck between the flames of lust, malice and anger. So he decided whiskey should do it for him, since water couldn’t. He’d started towards the little whiskey bar in one corner, when his phone vibrated on the bedside table. He turned towards it and quickly snatched it up from the desk. A notification from T*****r glowed across the screen. A direct message from Rafael Delgado. His heart skipping a few beats, Dominic tightened his fist, his eyes taking in the words on the screen.

He fucked me with a desperate, primal energy, his hands bruising my hips as he drove himself to the hilt over and over again. "You're so wet, Elise," he hissed, his eyes locked onto mine. "You were made for this." My climax hit me like a freight train, my internal muscles clamping down on him as I convulsed. Kayden let out a roar, his body shaking as he filled me up, his cum burning hot against my womb. We stayed like that for an eternity in the red light, four bodies tangled in a mess of sweat, cum, and the sweet, dark victory of a night where the only thing that mattered was the heat of the men who had truly loosened us up.

Her reply wasn't what I sought for and she knew she failed me so she wasn't surprised when I angrily rose to my feet, heading to my room as tears brimmed my eyes and dropped freely. It all seemed hopeless. The Red Bone Pack were not normal wolves; they were lycans, a special breed created by dark magic. The witches of East Coven had made the first one, a mindless beast whose sole purpose was to protect them from their enemies. When the beast had gone rogue, he had attacked a wolf pack and had been captured, its blood extracted to be experimented on. Their Alpha had tested its blood on several wolves, creating a new breed of demonic wolves. Although they looked like wolves, their transformati

MATURE CONTENT WARNING: This chapter contains explicit, highly detailed dark romance themes, prolonged physical intimacy, explicit sexual content, and strong language. Aria The silence that settled over the bunker after the storm was heavy, thick with the scent of spent adrenaline, rain, and the unmistakable, metallic tang of our shared passion.

He forced himself to ask as he trailed wet kisses down the nape of her neck. She rolled her eyes. "Why do you keep spoiling the mood, Ryder?" This time she rolled over, pinning him to the bed and she let her hand guide his prick into her tight hole. Ryder had his eyes shut for a while, this was explicitly satisfying. He had never made love to a woman so he would in the past never be able to describe that scintillating feeling elicited from a romance. When she started to buck against him, he thought he would lose his senses. He was floating on cloud nine and needed as much time not to get lost in the abyss.

He was gone in minutes—tires crunching gravel, then silence. Dominic turned toward the woods—boots sinking into frost-crusted leaves. He walked fast, then ran—branches whipping his face, lungs burning. Anything to kill the erection that stirred every time he thought of her gasp, her wetness coating his fingers. He didn’t know how to handle himself around her anymore. She made him horny—desperate, reckless like a boy with his first crush but darker, forbidden. She was his father’s wife. Viktor’s property. And Viktor didn’t share.

“You don’t touch unless I say so.” My golden eyes flashed, but I obeyed. Elena rewarded me by riding me faster, her hips snapping down harder. The wet sound of her cunt taking my cock filled the library. “Nggh… oh fuck yes.” She leaned forward, bracing her hands on my chest, and fucked me with purpose. Every downward stroke dragged the head of my cock over that perfect spot inside her. Her moans turned higher, more broken. “Ahh…nghh, I’m gonna Cum… fuck, Damon, don’t stop… don’t you dare stop…”

“Fuck! I’m close... gonna explode all over this perfect rack.” Elina’s lips brushed the tip again and again, feather-light kisses turning fervent as she sensed his impending release, her love pouring into every touch. With a guttural snarl, he pulled back just enough, fisting the base of his cock as it pulsed free from her cleavage. Thick ropes of hot cum erupted from the slit, splattering across her tits in heavy streaks, coating her nipples, dripping down the curves, pooling in the hollow of her throat. “Take it all, you cum-hungry slut! Look at that, marked like my property.”

💕(Vampire Romance)💕 🌹🌹 Episode seven 🌹🌹 .. .. 💕 Alexa’s POV 💕 .. .. A shiver raked my body as I woke up and noticed that I was naked. But where’s the blanket and……….. My gaze landed on king Damien as he sat on a rocking chair, looking down at me with lust in his eyes. I gulped and tried looking elsewhere, suddenly feeling shy as his gaze pierced me.