Dom Novels & Stories

Lorenzo tried containing his hormones as his member stirred to life. Dio! He thought, his mind clouding with dirty thoughts. Bonnie's grey pupils came into view when she opened her eyes. Her cheeks turned a deep red colour when she realized she had shared a bed with a man. A man! And not just any man. Don of the Italian Mafia. "Morning, beautiful." He said with his sexy morning voice. "Morning." Bonnie said. She sighed as her hand laid on Lorenzo's face. Is it a good time to kiss him?

Yasmine's diary entry: Rob's stepdaddy is back from his travels and I have to say that he is so hot. The moment I saw him, my pussy began to throb. He has a huge cock as I could see the outline of it in his pants. I know, I know, he is my boyfriend's step-dad and I shouldn't be such a cockwhore. I should stop having such thoughts but can you blame me? Rob doesn't know how to handle my insatiable cunt so most times I have to find other means to help myself. Maybe his stepdaddy will be interested?

he finished with a wink. A low growl came from Eli. "I didn't mean to offend you, Alpha Eli," Zach said with a smile. "Yes, there has been no harm done, Alpha Eli. Please contain your wolf. My son was simply just answering your Lunas questions. "I apologize. Please excuse me, I need to use the restroom." Eli stood. "Oh, but dessert is coming!" Luna Marigold said. "Let the poor man go take a piss, dear. He will be back."

I shrug. “Okay, I like her.” she points to me and looks at Rhea. “I’m Veronica by the way. Veronica Ryan. Grade B.” “Grade?” I raise a brow, confused. “A Grade basically tells how dangerous a person is. And before you ask, the difference between A’s and B’s is that A’s have committed murder.” “But mine is asterisked?” “It’s never been given before but I’m guessing it means numerous counts of murder.” Yeah. That makes sense.

I stuttered. “I own you right from the hairs on your head, down to the two sexy and beautiful boobs on your chest, I own you down to your bum and your toes.” He cupped my face and a naughty smirk danced on his lips. “You can’t take away from me what belongs to me. Have you forgotten who I am? Sebastian Sinclair!” My words caught in my throat, and I found it difficult to speak. “I still do not care about the contract or whatever the two families had.” I finally succeeded in pushing him away, “I do not belong to you!” I added and turned to the door.

Smut warning⚠️ ✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧ LUNA Last night, Dominic came home a bit late; he was busy. He said that they finally found the person who had caused that horrible accident. I fell asleep before he came home since my body still hurt. Huft, I want to go to the spa. My body needs to be massaged. It's so tense.

I braced myself for his deep, volatile roar. But it wasn't Alexander. I looked up, my eyes wide with pure horror as I stared into the face of the man looming over me in the dark. The moonlight hit his messy hair and his cruel, mocking smile. It was Damian. He didn't look angry; he looked thrilled. He was breathing heavily, his chest pressing against the top of my head as he held my neck pinned against the wood. In his free hand, he held up a small, sleek silver flash drive, letting it catch the pale light right in front of my face.

A man everyone described as cold, demanding, and dangerously attractive. At 8:30 PM, after I’d unpacked and changed into comfortable shorts and a thin tank top, I heard the front door open. Damien Voss walked in. He was 39, tall (easily 6’3”), with broad shoulders, a powerful build, and sharp, commanding features. Dark hair with a hint of silver at the temples, stormy grey eyes, and an aura that screamed power and control. He still wore his tailored suit from the office, jacket slung over one arm, the top buttons of his white shirt undone to reveal a glimpse of a muscular chest.

Eventually with one drawn out groan he emptied himself into the condom and I sighed in relief. "Wow." I whispered in a daze still trying to come off my high. My lips tilted up into a smile. I was right - Dominic was definitely a good fuck.

I pause, heat flushing all of my body. Uncle Jax nods, urging me to go on. “Umm right above my pussy,” I mumble, but the words are loud enough for him to hear. “I want it to say ‘Daddy’s Pussy’ in delicate script.”