Dominant Erotica Novels & Stories

I moaned, my body pressing against his, my hands grasping his arms, holding on for dear life as he kissed me. He pushed me back against the bookshelf, his hands roaming my body, his touch igniting sparks, making me gasp, making me moan. He grabbed my breasts, brushing his thumb against my nipples, making them hard, making me arch into him. I could feel his hardness pressing against me, his need, his desire, his...dominance. "Fuck, Emma," he groaned, his voice filled with raw need. "You lips feel so fucking good. I’ve always wanted to claim you, to make you mine, to fuck you in your most treasured place.”

he asked me and kicked my feet apart while standing between my legs. "You Cerena, don't want to hear him to stay silent while he's fucking you, no Cerena you want him to tell you how good you're doing, how pretty you look on top of him, isn't that right" He asked me as he lists out my inner desires. I nodded yeah and he let go of my neck moving back. "Cerena, what you're looking for is someone who's dominant. You're a natural submissive but Dan isn't a dominant person Cerena" he stated, back in full business mode but I still couldn't get over what he just did to me.

The woman was getting her pussy impaled by this scaly-balled animal from another dimension, but she could not deny the pleasure he was given her, and her screams testified this, as she reached down to rub her own clitty. Whilst viewing this amazing scene, Dorian’s mind wondered, and he thought about his own sexual fantasies. If he was being totally honest, he’d never really been into kinky sex, or dominant or submissive stuff, or even voyeurism.

“Be quiet.” He lifted me onto the edge of the counter, spread my legs, and thrust in deep in one stroke. I bit his shoulder to muffle my moan. He fucked me hard and fast deep, punishing strokes that made the cake samples rattle. The risk was insane. Victoria could walk back any second. “Come,” he ordered, thumb finding my clit. “Now.” I shattered around him, clenching hard as pleasure ripped through me. He followed with a muffled groan, filling me again, hot and deep.

creating something dark and addictive and completely overwhelming. "You like this," Dominic observed, pounding into her. "Like being fucked by the man who just beat you. Like submitting sexually to someone who dominated you physically. You're a fighter, Cass, but deep down, you want to be claimed by someone stronger." "Yes!" Cass sobbed, the admission torn from her. "Yes, I want it! Want you! Want this!" "Then take it. Take my cock. Take everything I'm giving you." Dominic's hand wrapped around her throat....not choking her, just holding her, controlling her—while his other hand found her clit and rubbed rough circles.

~ ◆◆◆ Trigger Warnings ◆◆◆ ~ This is an erotic dark romance / BDSM collection featuring explicit power-exchange dynamics between a dominant CEO and a previously inexperienced submissive. The stories contains intense, detailed smut and explores themes that may be disturbing or triggering for some readers. Major content warnings include: - Explicit graphic sexual content (detailed BDSM scenes, oral sex, vaginal sex, rough sex, orgasm control/denial, edging, spanking, light impact play with a whip, face-fucking, cum play, marking, overstimulation)

And I loved all of it. After the fifth orgasm he gave me by eating my pussy, he let me go and I was left into a panting mess. He moved up from the bed, standing in his full glory and when I thought I didn’t have it in me anymore, his image of pure masculinity and sexiness turned me on again. Adrenaline pumped through me, my body hot and aching for a little more. That was Dominic’s effect. He could push me to the edge of my limits and still make me want more.

Once fully seated, I started fucking her with long, brutal strokes… pulling almost all the way out before slamming back in. Lila’s cries turned into broken moans as pain melted into overwhelming pleasure. I reached down and rubbed her clit roughly while pounding her ass. “Look at me,” I growled. “Tell me you’re better than Lena.” “I’m better,” she gasped, tears streaming. “I’m yours. Only yours. Please don’t fuck her… fuck me instead!” I flipped her onto her stomach, prone-boned her deep and hard, my weight pinning her down. The bed creaked violently. I choked her from behind and snarled in her ear:

I clutched his wet, tousled hair with both hands, pulling him closer, completely lost in the possessive way he was taking exactly what he wanted from me. Suddenly, Ajax left my breast, his head lifting as his breathing turned even more husky and rough in the silent room. His hand slid down to my waist, traveling down past the hem of my short skirt, and he immediately dove his fingers inside to touch the bare, swollen lips of my pussy. I let out a sharp, trembling moan as a deep, feral growl escaped his throat. I had stopped wearing panties the exact moment I realized that finding me completely bare and easily accessible drove his dominant mind completely wild.

I needed to taste his lips again. He let go of my grip and cuffed my hands to both edges of the bed. I could no longer touch him; I could only feel the vibration on my pussy and his warm mouth on my nipples. He took the black veil and tied my eyes. The feeling was so erotic that I moaned at the suspense of his actions. I felt his soft hand circling on my pussy but not penetrating. I begged him to stop. I couldn't take it any longer, but my pleadings only fed his ego as he inserted the dildo slowly at the tip of my pussy.