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I bit my bottom lip, shrugging. "What kind of books do you mean? There are motivational books, novels..." I trailed off, listing various genres. Colby rubbed his face, frustration etched on his features. "The book I'm talking about is...dark. Dark romance." I cocked my head, signing, "I do read that. Why? What's wrong?" Colby's eyes seemed to bore into mine. "Then you might know...have you ever had any fantasies? Like, reading them, did you ever imagine..." He trailed off, his gaze intense.

Turning the cover for me to see he said, “So this is your favorite book, huh?” Wondering what had him looking so sly I focused my eyes on the cover and I immediately felt a rush of heat flare through my body. The cover had a picture of the naked anatomy of a man and woman embracing each other sensually and the title read, ‘100 ways to spice up your life.' “If this is what you were here searching for in the library then I don’t think I have any problem,” he laughed patronizingly, and flicking through the pages he stopped at one and reading the words on it he continued, “Try being intimate in random or unfamiliar places-”

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I didn't care, I just knew that it was fantastic. With every lick, the ember of my desire burned brighter, threatening to catch into a full blown blaze at any moment. I felt my temperature rising, the heat consuming me from within. Tremors rocked my body as his tongue fanned the sparks that my body nursed. I felt the heat rising, felt the smoke, and where there's smoke, there's always fire. When the flame ignited, my eyes squeezed shut. Delicious licks of fire washed over my every nerve, intensifying every sensation that I felt. The red color of the flames was all I could see, and my ears roared with the intensity of the flame.

Betty was beautiful, an orphan who had come to New York to follow her passion of being a health care worker, but instead, fell in love with stripping for money. "Oh.. he was okay." Madison grabbed the plate. "Hey! Go get yours in the kitchen!" Betty yelled with furrowed brows, snatching the plate from her. Madison rolled her eyes and got up reluctantly. "Glutton." She muttered under her breath before disappearing into the kitchen. Madison could barely sleep that night after having dinner. The outline of Killian's dick inside his pants kept her awake. She had never craved for a man's cock as much as she craved his at that moment and she had no idea why.

The wet, obscene slap of skin on skin filled the room, mingling with her broken moans and his rough, animal grunts She could feel every thick inch of him as it stretched her wide, hitting deep, owning every part of her. The pressure built impossibly fast. It shouldn’t have been possible after three shattering orgasms, but her body didn’t care about logic. It just wanted more. It needed more. A sharp crack split the air as his palm landed hard on her right cheek. Charlotte jolted forward, her inner muscles clamping down so tight he hissed through his teeth. “Oh… I love what you just did with your pussy” he growled, spanking her harder again, the sting blooming hot across her skin. “Your body

The paper fell away, revealing an old leather-bound volume, its cover embossed with faded gold lettering in a language that looked like a mix of Latin and something far older. “Tah — Rituals of the Eternal Flame and Flesh.” A sex god. Not just any fertility deity — a lost god of desire, ecstasy, and carnal dominion. The dealer’s notes had been vague, but the title alone sent heat rushing through me. I opened the book carefully. The pages were thick vellum, illuminated with intricate drawings of a towering male figure with glowing eyes, surrounded by writhing bodies in states of rapturous abandon. As I turned the first page, a faint warmth spread through the room. The watching feeling returne

I can’t get enough. At that point, I pull away. But Richey has leaked so much that a goopy string of seed connects my tongue to his tip still, trembling in mid-air before it breaks. “You’re a dirty girl, aren’t you?” he growls, looking down at me with blazing blue eyes. “I am,” I admit. “I love tasting men’s personal recipes.” “Good,” he growls. “Because when ladies taste me, I like them to be nude. Take off your clothes Rina. Let me see that lushness.”

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.

Anger and strong attraction collided hard inside her. “You always look so calm on the sideline like nothing touches you,” Sloane shot back, leaning closer. “But you followed me into that tunnel. You kissed me back. You wanted my mouth on you just as bad as I needed it.” The argument heated up quickly. Words flew between them like sparks. Sloane accused Tatum of being reckless. Tatum fired back about Sloane starting the whole mess with that first shove against the wall. Their voices rose but so did the desire. Sloane’s hand brushed Tatum’s thigh and lingered. The touch sent electricity through both of them. Fear from the viral photo only made the pull stronger.