Dark Romance Smut Books Novels & Stories

My heart beats fast, and I feel a wetness between my legs that I can’t ignore. One gray afternoon, it was pouring rain outside. The library was dead empty. No one to bother me. I locked the front door early and turned the sign to closed. My hands were sweaty as I picked out my four favorite books from the back shelf. There was the pirate story with Captain Thorne, a tough guy who sails the seas and takes what he wants. Then the vampire book with Lord Draven, all dark and mysterious, with eyes that pull you in. Next, the cowboy tale with Buck, rough and ready from the wild west. And finally, the barbarian adventure with Garrick, a big brute who fights with his hands and conquers everything. E

Elias moaned into it despite himself, hips twitching up helplessly. Damien’s other hand slid down, groping Elias’s ass roughly, squeezing the soft, round flesh, fingers digging in deep. He pulled Elias’s sweatpants lower, fully exposing him, then wrapped his big hand around both their cocks, his own thick, heavy length pressing against Elias’s smaller one. “Feel that?” Damien groaned against his mouth, stroking them together in firm, possessive pumps. “This is what you do to me.” Elias sobbed into the kiss, overwhelmed. His cock was rock hard in Damien’s grip, leaking steadily against his stomach. Shame burned through him.

Took me a long time to complete this one and I am very grateful to some of you who waited this long, those who commented and even drop vote, I can’t thank you all enough. As usual, I always like to update a book immediately after finishing one. But funnily enough, I already started one before this one ended. This book is a bit different from my style. It’s not the usual, billionaire, werewolf, single mom, rich kids and all. Drum rolling! Doooooooo! Dooooooo! It is a “SMUT BOOK.” I mean...Sex Book! You probably didn’t expect that right? Yeah but I am just trying to work out something new and fun for my readers. And I am hoping to do a great job on this one again. The title is—Dangerous Addict

The scent of my desire still clung to me, and I knew it would draw him like prey. I rolled onto my stomach, hiking up the hem of my thin nightdress until my ass was exposed to the cool air. My pussy throbbed, empty and aching, and I slid two fingers back inside myself with a slow, deliberate thrust. “Come to me,” I whispered into the darkness, imagining his amber eyes glowing as he watched. My hips rocked against my hand, building the heat again, but this time I held back, edging myself on the promise of what was to come. The forbidden thrill made my walls clench tighter. He was supposed to be off-limits, sacred bond and all, but that only made my cunt wetter, my nipples harder against the f

The love in his thrusts creates a stunning contrast to the raw smut of the moment. He pulls out suddenly. He flips me onto my back. My legs dangle off the edge of the desk. He spreads me wide open. His dark eyes drink in the sight of my dripping pussy. He dives in without hesitation. His tongue laps at my slick folds. He sucks my clit hard. The intense suction pulls another sharp cry from my lips. My hips buck up toward his mouth. His fingers plunge deep into me. He uses three at once. They stretch me open. He pumps them fast. The wet squelch fills the air. I grab fistfuls of his hair. I pull him even closer. I taste my own arousal on his lips when he rises up to kiss me. The romance deepens

The angry, shamed part of her still wanted to push him away, suspecting he had spent his absent night with another of his companions, and she remained stiff for a long moment, until his gentle mouth and softly caressing hands smoothed away her resistance. Their lovemaking was slow, almost tenuous, as they let their bodies speak all the things they both wanted to say. Or maybe she was misinterpreting his apologetic touches and soothing kisses. Perhaps she was fooling herself so she could continue sharing her body with him. Even the doubt of that couldn’t hold back her cries of passion, and she was eager for him when he lifted her thigh and entered her carefully, drawing out his possession unt

His hands slid under my hoodie, grabbing my breasts through my bra, squeezing them roughly. “Damian… please… someone will see us…” I gasped, trying to push him away. “Let them,” he smirked, sliding his hands under my bra to pinch my nipples. I bit down on my lip to keep from moaning out loud. My pussy throbbed, my panties drenched with shameful desire. “You’re such a dirty little slut,” he whispered in my ear, rubbing his hard cock against my stomach. “Look how wet you are just from me touching you.”

The curly blonde-haired girl, on the other hand, was just confused as she sized me up with her eyes. My eyes were locked on the handsome Alpha prince, so sexy and domineering with his Alpha aura filling the air. He had that bad boy enticing appearance that most ladies would love and his dreamy hazel eyes cute, but right there, I knew he wasn't for me. His eyes were brimming with disgust and anger as they gawked at me even with my mate scent.

He concluded, his gaze so dark that I almost wanted to drown in it. "Sh*t! Lara!" He cursed as he lowered his head down to the crook of my neck, taking a sharp inhale of my bodily scent and to say I was aroused? That was a lie. My core was vibrating with so much need that it was almost exploding. ' I missed you, Ethan. Please fuck me.' Those words almost slipped from my mouth when he roughly pulled my legs apart. " You still smell the same.." As he said that, one of his hands was already caressing my now painfully hard nipples, through the fabric.

I shuddered, panting as I watched him work his magical lips on me. His eyes bore into me, dark with raw lust and insatiable need, his nose nudging my clit. Nothing could ever prepare me for this. So sinful. Daxton Cervantes was eating me like I was his last meal on earth before his death. "Yes, Daddy, just like that!" I screamed out, unable to contain the wave of ecstasy that washed over me. He quickened his pace, his thick fingers delving deeper with each thrust, expertly manipulating me, sending unrelenting waves of pleasure surging through my trembling form. My climax was building, and I craved it more than anything.