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Finally, he sighed as he relaxed once my fingers went to work. “Eros is an incubus demon and must have sex to take the life force from humans to stay alive and to pay back Lucifer for the inappropriateness he tried with his daughter,” he said softly. My fingers froze as my brow furrowed. “He is a real demon? Did he try to seduce the devil’s daughter?” Nodding he said yeah and nudged me to keep petting him. “So he has to be a man whore to stay living? That seems like every man’s dream,” I muttered sourly and Samson pffted at me.

"So, Aiden already knows? I'm curious, what's the story like. I hear it's been read 15 million times." "Tsk... the number of readers is just increasing. Damn it!" Aiden muttered. "I want to know what the story is like!" "No need! Just a useless trash story. You don't need to read it!" "Why don't we read it? If it's an adult story, it's even better, right? Reading it makes your heart flutter! "That's right, reading a erotic novel once in a while! I heard it's called 'I Know You Want Me'." "Wow... the title is already hot, isn't it? What's more, the content of the story must be very erotic, hahahaha..." Chloe and Sasha were getting lost in their conversation.

After flipping over some books I realized that all the books there are erotic, and some of them can even be traced back to the Roman empire's age but I have doubts that they weren't written then, but are books written burrowing the ways of then and that the author is so good that it made the book almost look truth and real, because it's never possible for books written then to survive till this day, it's practically impossible and I will never believe it. After checking and checking, I finally settled on one, when you have no other option but to still choose one. But those that mean the brothers have nothing else to do than 'erotic?' well, I cleared my throat. I mean only 'Sex?' What happene

“Not even close, baby. I'm gonna fill you up until you're dripping with my cum.” THE END. PLEASE WATCH OUT FOR BOOK 2 — HOTTER AND EVEN BETTER!

As if his presence isn't enough, now I am even more turned on. I squeeze my thighs together, shifting uncomfortably in the chair. "I'm sorry sir." "Sorry?" He slowly makes his way towards me, his eyes still fixed on me and making all my senses flare. I can smell his cologne, a thick mix of chocolate, spirit and cashmere. He stops right in front of me, his form completely enveloping mine. "Do you think sorry will take away the images you've planted in my head? Images of your tight, little cunt?"

He set the glass down and crossed to me, stopping just close enough that I could smell his cologne dark, expensive, dangerously familiar. “Notebook?” he asked. I lifted the leather-bound book like a shield. My handwriting inside had grown filthier with every page he made me add. He took it from my hands, flipped it open to the newest entry, and read my words aloud in that low, commanding voice. “‘I vow to spread you open and taste how desperate you are for a man you shouldn’t want.’” My breath caught. I’d written it at 3 a.m. last night, fingers trembling, shame and arousal warring until I gave in and put it on paper.

"Your wife becoming your sex slave, do you expect this to become permanent or is this a temporary thing?" "I doubt it will become permanent. She likes to read erotic books and I offered to allow her to experience the things she reads about in her books for three weeks to see if the reality was similar to her imagination." "What kinds of books?" "Reverse harem, women captured and sold as slaves, that kind of thing." "She's aroused by these?" "Yes, it's why I've offered her the experience."

Is that really a big deal? “Sunny, I have a question for you.” “H-Huh? What is that?” Natalie leaned closer to me as she spoke, “Did the two of you already kiss?” I almost choked from my lemon tea when she said that, good thing I have tissue beside me, “And why would I even kiss that bastard?! I-I mean, n-no, we haven’t.” “R-Really? Well, that is strange.” “What is so strange about that?” “Well, aside from people in a romantic relationship usually do sweet things with each other, you are an erotic romance writer too.”

She just desired so much more, that he should keep sending her to the abode of heaven. As Eric started to move so quickly against her, slamming and beating her until the sound of their colliding sexes began to reverberate throughout the entire room, she continued to solidify her position. An aura of the stench of cum pervaded the air around them, intensifying the lust that surrounded them.

Outside the office window the city moved on, unaware. Ronan fucked him in long, deep strokes that made the desk creak. One hand pinned Emery’s wrists above his head. The other stroked his cock in time. The breeding language never stopped. Low, steady descriptions of claiming him on the very desk where Ronan worked, of leaving him full and marked so the scent of it stayed on his skin. Emery came hard across his own stomach. Ronan kept thrusting through the clench, then buried himself and came with a low groan, hips pressed tight. He stayed inside while they both caught their breath, then pulled out and watched the slow leak of come onto the desk blotter. Emery cleaned it with a tissue, but Ro