Dark Romance Smut Books Novels & Stories

Naya Hart If you just finished reading this, let's say a prayer together. Oh Lord, forgive me for I have sinned. 🙏🏽 And honestly? I am not even sorry. If you made it all the way to the end of Forbidden Desires — from Ruin Me Stepfather down to My boyfriend ,y stepbrother, you are built differently and I respect you deeply. 😭🖤 This book was never for the faint of heart. It was for the ones who read with the door locked and the brightness turned all the way down.

A few books shifted but didn’t fall. His hands roamed under my sweater now, warm and sure. He traced my ribs, then cupped my breasts over my bra. I arched into him, a small sound escaping my throat. “Quiet,” he reminded me, but his voice was rough. “Even if we’re alone down here.” I nodded and pulled him closer. We kissed like that for what felt like forever, learning each other in the dark. His fingers teased the edge of my bra, then slipped inside. When he brushed my nipple, I gasped.

I swallowed greedily, moaning around his thickness. We collapsed in a sweaty, cum-soaked mess around 4 AM. My body ached deliciously, pussy throbbing and full of his seed. Ethan pulled me against his chest, hand lazily stroking my ass. “Matilda... that was insane,” he murmured. I kissed his chest, already feeling the stirrings of more desire. He chuckled darkly, hand sliding between my legs again. “I’m nowhere near finished with this pussy.”

A low, approving growl rumbled in his chest. “Fucking drenched,” he murmured, voice thick with lust. He folded the evidence of my arousal neatly, then walked over to his desk drawer, opened it, and tucked my panties inside like a trophy. The drawer clicked shut. He turned back to me with a dark, satisfied smile. “Good. Now get back to work, little slut. I’ll be keeping these close.” The rest of the day became a slow, exquisite descent into hell and heaven at the same time.

“Fuck it! I love your cock!” It was too late to take it back because she could see the hurt clearly written on Ariel’s face. Her breathe caught in her throat when Noel pulled at her hair aggressively as he pounded into her. Lorna cried out in pain and pleasure as she and Noel reached climax. AUTHOR NOTE It is a very unique experience to create a story very dear to my heart and get to share it with you! This is my first time writing a smut book so I want as much as possible keep it long like my other books. I still think I am doing a great job as a first timer. I hope it was fun reading this short book just as it was fun for me while writing.

I fist his hair, rock my hips, press closer, and tug on him. "Oh damn," he moans, burying his face further between my legs, his tongue doing evil, wicked, and wonderful things to my pussy. “Yes, oh God, yes, Mr. Walker. Eat my pussy.” I remember now that Amber and Jenny said he liked dirty talk, too. Liked telling them how bad they were. And fuck if that isn’t one of the big things that has been a feature in all of my fantasies. “I’m such a bad girl, Mr. Walker. Lick your dirty slut.”

My entrance is slick and plump with arousal, he licks his lips. “Don't keep staring when you can taste it” I say under my breath, my chest rising and falling as the shirt falls off my shoulder. “Holy shit” Sam curses under his breath, he brings up his fingers to trace my slick folds, his face full of hunger. He knows how to make me feel beautiful. Just his passionate stare and the raw hunger in his eyes makes me weak. “Can I touch myself and eat at the same?“ He asks and my pussy clenches at the request.

I know I’m weird—I literally write orc/human princess smut online. “If I were you, I’d start counting…” His voice is so rough right now, thick with lust too. His large hand grabs my left cheek, and I moan, my aching pussy moistening. “I intend to redden this butt. Now count,” he orders, low and dangerous. He gives me enough time to prepare for the next one, but it's not enough to hold back a loud yelp when it comes. “One.” I manage to whisper, tears plopping from my eyes onto the blanket. Cold sweat prickles on my skin, a perpetual heat swirling in my stomach, making me go dizzy with overwhelming emotions.

When I'm done in the kitchen, I pour myself a glass of white wine, savoring the tangy scent that rises from the glass. My eyes drift over to my bookcase in the living room, and I pad towards it. I let my hand caress the spines of several books before I halt at the one I am currently reading. It's a dark romance with heavy smut, gory violence and a male lead so morally grey you could call it pitch black. Love it!

I murmured against her bare neck, my teeth grazing the mark. Fuck, I wanted to give her another one. I wanted to bite her againharder, deeper, longer. My heart stuttered and I gripped her hips from behind, pulling her ass against me. I wanted to give her a pup right here, right now. Fill her with a thick load. “Fine.” She snapped the book shut and turned to face me, meeting my eyes. She glanced down at my bare chest, ran her tongue across her bottom lip, and hooked a finger through my belt loop. “I have been reading werewolf smut.”