Erotic Fantasy Book Novels & Stories

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Genre: Explicit Steamy Fantasy Romance | Dragon Shifter | Dark Romance | Delayed Pleasure | Sex Toys Characters: Ziaanat: A headstrong, curious mortal woman with dragon blood she doesn’t know about. Tovian: The unhinged, brooding Dragon King, tormented by centuries of hunger, lust, and a prophecy that names Ziaanat as his only release. . .

Antonio’s kiss on her neck lingered, and the hands he wrapped around her waist seemed to be there even without his presence. “What am I suddenly…feeling this way….”. She opened her eyes and exhaled hotly. She could feel the wetness overflowing and her clits drumming and kicking for a touch. “Not now, this…this…is bad…should I?” She sat up and looked down. “I have to keep myself busy and my mind away from any erotic thoughts”. She walked to her small bookshelf and found a novel by a talented writer, CAROLUCHY. Unfortunately, it was an erotica novel. Doris gave it to her as a birthday gift years ago, and she never opened it, the deceit there is the title didn’t hint on the nature of the novel.

This is probably the definition of pathetic. But I don’t care. I press his shirt to my face, breathing in his scent, and slide my hand between my legs. I’m already wet. I’ve been wet since I jumped into his arms this afternoon. The ache between my thighs is almost painful now. I circle my clit with my fingers, slow at first, imagining it’s his hand. Imagining him touching me, those rough callused fingers on my skin. “Damon,” I whisper into his shirt. My fingers move faster. I imagine him here, in my bed, those storm-gray eyes dark with lust. Imagine him spreading my legs and putting his mouth on me. Imagine his tongue…

I imagined him fingering me ruthlessly, his movements fast and demanding, forcing me to come for him. My breath came in ragged gasps. My heart was hammering against my ribs like a trapped bird. I was so close, the tension so high that I felt like I might snap. I imagined him leaning down to kiss me, his tongue sliding into my mouth while his fingers continued to ravage my pussy, driving me deeper into a state of mindless pleasure.

He continued, voice dropping lower. “An erotic novel. Quite explicit. The heroine was bent over her boss’s desk, skirt around her waist, getting fucked hard while he called her a dirty little slut.” My cheeks burned bright red. I wanted the floor to swallow me whole. I had been reading during my short break, thinking no one would return. I opened my mouth to apologize, but no words came out. Adrian stood up slowly and walked around the desk like a predator. He stopped right in front of me, towering over my seated form.

On her laptop screen, two women were having passionate lesbian sex, one licking the other. I bit my lip hard. I didn’t know she was into girls. The sight of her touching herself like that made my own pussy throb instantly. I should have left. But I couldn’t move. Lynn’s fingers moved faster. She moaned louder, her hips lifting off the bed. “Fuck… yes…” she whispered. I slipped my hand into my shorts without thinking. I was already wet. I rubbed my clit slowly, watching her. My breath was shaky. I had fantasized about her so many times, but seeing her like this was something else.

“That is my good little witch. Already addicted to demonic seed. Your mortal body is changing. Soon you will beg to be taken to my realm. To be my eternal breeding whore.” He fucked me through three more shattering orgasms, filling me again and again until cum poured out of me in glowing rivers every time he thrust. My thighs were soaked. My ass leaked from the tentacle play. My mind floated in a sea of corrupt pleasure. When he finally lowered me to the floor, I collapsed in a trembling, cum-soaked heap. My belly looked slightly swollen. My pussy pulsed visibly, still leaking his glowing essence. The taste of him lingered on my tongue. The scent of sex and demonic musk clung to my skin.

I fantasize and imagine him thrusting his thick cock into my pussy as I shoved and rammed the plastic cock into my oh-so-wet and slippery cunt over and over again. Fuck. I pleasure myself with the thought and image of Tobias, my breathtaking crush and favourite customer. Tobias was a tall and striking man with a muscular frame and broad chest and shoulders. He had well-shaped facial hair and the most charming smile that could make you breathless. In my erotic and lustful fantasy, I would picture his face buried between my spread thighs as he shoves his thick tongue into my dripping wet pussy, licking and sucking my pussy, eating at my core like a starving man would. I imagine him thrusting h

I gripped the shelf, legs trembling as he sucked my clit, fingers joining to fuck me roughly. 'Yes, Ethan! Eat me out!' I panted, grinding against his face. He devoured me, relentless, until I came with a shudder, flooding his mouth. He stood, cock out and hard, spinning me to face the wall. 'Bend over. I need to fuck you now.' I did, arse out, and he slammed in, no preamble, pounding me against the wood. Books rattled as he took me, hand over my mouth again. 'This pussy is mine. Say it.'