Erotis Novels & Stories

He held something out—a small, dark vial of concentrated herbs, the real reason he’d likely kept the others away. "Fuck," I let out, a choked, broken sound, just as Rox suddenly latched back onto my clit, sucking with a violent, hard pressure that sent a lightning bolt of pure sensation through my core. My hips bucked off the bed, my back arching as the double assault of Eric’s intense gaze and Rox’s hungry mouth pushed me straight toward a shattering peak. I opened my mouth as Eric commanded, my breath hitching as the bitter, earthy liquid from the vial hit my tongue. It burned slightly as it went down, a sharp contrast to the sweet, wet heat Rox was creating between my legs.

she said through her clenched teeth. “So, this is a trauma response?” “I don’t know about trauma, but this is my response!” she yelled, pushing herself away from the wall. Wrenching herself free from my grip, she shoved her hands into her pouch and yelled, “Hetrotia pollen!” Before I could react, she threw a handful of powder towards my face. I shut my eyes quickly, trying not to inhale as the cloud of pollen settled around me. Hetrotia pollen was potent enough to cause temporary blindness when it came in direct contact with eyes.

Looking into his eyes Marty said "I need to see her again" "Go" the father replied as he watches him leave. He strolled out of the Cafeteria and trekked down the street, debating whether to take a bicycle or a taxi. Surprising, his nose caught a scent. Then his eyes seemed to roll about as if he was on the lookout for something though his nose seemed to be playing some tricks on him. He can't say for how long he walked but he kept following the faint sweet fragrance that filled his sensitive nostrils. Looking up ahead, he noticed a flower shop just around the corner. A smile seeped into his face, he hastened to get a bunch of pink roses to send to Katie.

The head of his cock nudged my entrance, hot and blunt. He looked down at me, eyes conflicted even as his hips pressed forward. “Tell me to stop,” he whispered. I shook my head, tears in my eyes. “Don’t stop. Please, Torin.” He pushed in — slow at first, letting me feel every inch as he stretched me open. The burn was perfect, deep and full. When he bottomed out, his hips flush against mine, we both groaned. He stayed still for a moment, breathing hard, forehead pressed to mine.

"Audrey, where are you..." The only thing that responded to him was a gust of cold wind. No one paid any attention to him. Only the earth remained in the empty garden. Jeffrey stood on the desolate land, shivering in the face of a head full of stars. "Audrey, do you really leave me?" The wind blew over the leaves of the roses that had fallen to the ground, making a rustling sound. Even the roses were speaking for me. They seemed to express that I didn't want him anymore.

Just an older man with silver hair and eyes like oil; slick, dark, unreadable. They called him consigliere. Advisor. Manipulator. He smiled at her like he knew everything. Including why she was here. She avoided him for the rest of the day. But that night, as she cleaned the study, she found something. A black notebook, half-buried under a pile of folders. Inside, dates. Payments. Names. Including her father’s. One name was underlined in red. "Project 5B : Initiated by A.D." She blinked. Her breath caught.

His tone stayed calm, but there was a trace of confusion — and irritation. “You only get three questions. Are you sure you want to waste one on something so trivial?” Trivial? Hardly. This was very important. “I’m sure,” I said. He hesitated, then answered, “…Twenty-four.” I frowned back. “That’s not specific enough. Twenty-four what—centimeters or millimeters?” The silence was immediate and painful. “Twenty-four years—wait—” Luther suddenly caught on. “What exactly are you asking?” I gave a low whistle, blinking innocently. “Just clarifying the units. What’s wrong with that?”

I need to inform Eros. “Take me to Eros”

Ersa’s expression immediately changed, even after hearing Eros’s words just now added more changes to her expression. Eros’s voice began to be heard again by them, “Sorry to make you hear this, Miss Ersa. Maybe you don’t know who Siska is, but this girl is a snake in my eye that almost pecked me. Anyone who tries to get into my private affairs or touch my lover, that person will not live in peace. I promise you that.” Ersa smiled awkwardly after hearing Eros’ word, who seemed to pose a threat to her. Eros’s words were a threat to Ersa. So that Ersa doesn’t get too close to him and even more so annoys Kanya.

Ryan was efficient and fast. That very afternoon, I had the package in hand. There was no label, just a clear sealed bag filled with pale pink powder. "They call it Eros Flame on the black market," he said while handing it to me, his expression complicated. "Even licensed vets wouldn't dare use it casually. It's for breeding bulls with no libido, essentially. "It acts directly on the central nervous system, shuts down reason, and blows primal desire completely out of control. A few grams is enough to keep a thousand-pound bull in heat for three days."