Erotic Historical Romance Novels & Stories

First, Ellen just went up to him and touched his shoulder, she said something so seductive and slow, but Aaric didn't really understand what she was actually saying, because right after that very moment, Ellen tiptoed and kissed his lips while wrapping her hands around his neck. This completely threw him off guard. "Ellen?!" Aaric immediately distanced himself from her and pushed her away. However, Ellen was so stubborn, she still clung to Aaric's collar and didn't allow herself to be shooed away from this man. "What are you doing?" Aaric looked at her fiercely and his words sounded very cold and sharp, making Ellen frown and her eyes reflected the pain in her heart at the treatment of her l

He was drenched, but it only made him more appealing. Gradually, his hands rose up to my thighs, going all the way up to the hem of my panties. It lingered there for a while and I shot my thigh up. His kisses had descended to my neck. I bit back a moan. The servants were here. They shouldn’t hear me moan. But I was having a tough tine holding my pleasure in. Matteo’s lips were soft. Like whatever the hell was known to be soft. His breath were making a mess of me.

His hot breath fanned my skin as he kissed my cheeks,lips,jaw,In between my breasts my stomach before stopping at my snatch. He Blew cool breeze on it before licking my little nub. His fingers continued their assault as his tongue licked and sucked all the nectars, making me to jerk and buck my hips. Soon his tongue created stabbing notions as……I screamed into the bright day, climbing my climax as I found my release. I laid on the bed, feeling weak and tired as he covered me with the blanket before placing a chaste kiss on my forehead. .. .. 💕Lady Katherine’s POV💕

They heat me up quickly and make me wild. This wine isn't meant to make one feel high. No. It's for creating that romantic moment. I always take it for Lysa because I never want her to think that her choices aren't welcomed. I take a few more sips, and I then take a large gulp and without swallowing, I pull her to me and feed her slowly as I kiss her. After I am done feeding her, I prolong the kiss as I suck on her tongue and I watch her go weak and I break the kiss.

She tried to hide herself, not from Xavier, but from the world around them. "You are so gorgeous," he said as he kissed her hand. The touch of his lips to her soft skin relaxed her and she allowed her muscles to untwist. Down on one knee, he traced his fingers around her bright pink areolas, making her shiver. "Your nipples are very sensitive erogenous zones. Do you know what that means? It means that they provide sexual pleasure when stimulated."

Ethan’s hips bucked involuntarily, but Marcus held him down with a firm yet gentle grip on his thigh, drawing out the pleasure until Ethan was trembling, whispering broken pleas. Marcus pulled off with a soft pop, his lips glistening. He looked up, eyes dark with lust and something deeper—affection, raw connection. “You taste incredible,” he breathed, crawling back up to capture Ethan’s mouth in another passionate kiss. Their tongues danced, sharing the intimate flavor.

"When I was browsing a bookshop recently, I came across this. It was being sold openly. The illustrations inside are deeply improper, and the woman depicted in them is my cousin." It was an erotic picture book. The woman's face was never shown, yet her poses were overtly seductive, and a rose-shaped birthmark was on her waist. Eleanor frowned. "What is this? How do you know the woman in these pictures is Charlotte?" Yvonne's voice rang out clearly across the hall. "Because my cousin has the exact same rose birthmark on her waist." The room erupted. Every pair of eyes turned toward me, and the looks on their faces said everything. One moment away from becoming Crown Princess, and now this. Ho

TRIGGER WARNING: THIS BOOK IS STRICTLY EROTICA. IT CONTAINS HIGHLY GRAPHIC SEXUAL CONTENT AND IS INTENDED FOR ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY (18+). DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 OR SENSITIVE TO MATURE, EXPLICIT THEMES. "HUNGER UNLEASHED" "GARY'S POV" -------- For months, Elena Harper had been starving.

It was a position of absolute, unyielding vulnerability. I stepped closer, inhaling her perfume tangled with the scent of raw sweat. Eros stepped up right behind her. He initiated his twisted, romantic game, slamming his lips against hers in a deep, invading kiss while his large hands aggressively massaged her heavy breasts. He dragged his mouth down her throat, biting and sucking on her pale skin, pulling pathetic, whiny groans from the submissive's lips. I didn't indulge in those kinds of performance sweets. My only focus was the raw, unadulterated meat of it.

"Why. Why did you do that? Just... why in the world, did you.." "Oh come on," he replied. "I took the effort to rescue you and this is the reaction I get?" Asty raised her head more to look at the man. She then remembered. That rich, playful voice and narrow, flirtatious, blue eyes. It was the man she had danced with during the Ball. The rumored Count of Erana. "C-Count..." A smirk formed on his lips. Chaol loved everything he was seeing. A dead Night Hallow. Flowers and grass painted with blood.