Extreme Mature Novels & Stories

he said, his voice rough. He pulled her wet shirt up and over her head, tossing it aside. Her bra was next. He unhooked it with one hand and threw it away. Her breasts spilled free, nipples tight and sensitive. Jake lowered his head and took one nipple into his mouth. He sucked hard, his tongue flicking over the hard peak. Mira gasped and arched her back. The sensation shot straight down to her pussy. She felt herself getting wetter, her panties already soaked from more than just the rain.

No luggage and soon I was far away from the pack house. It’s not like I wasn’t hurt—I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t. But after hearing Brandon call me a wolfless disgrace, I realized crying would only make me feel pathetic. They say you shouldn’t cry over spilled milk, and maybe they’re right. I loved Brandon… deeply. But he betrayed me. So why should I shed a single tear for someone who was shameless enough to bed my friend in our matrimonial room?

"You idiot! You have a mate!!! You need to follow that smell RIGHT NOW! How can you be this stupid? Get off your ass and go find them. What is wrong with you?" The only reason such low ranking wolves find mates so young is because they are mated to a high ranking wolf. Our Alpha has his mate. There are no direct pure bloods of age in the immediate area so unless my mate is from a neighbouring pack that only leaves Xavier's rejected mate, the Beta Austin. They must be someone from a neighbouring pack as our Beta is to old for a mate and I've never heard of a second chance mate being a first chance and having such an age gap.

Anything seen here and also seen elsewhere is probably coincidental. — M A T U R E — Matured chapters would be tagged as {M}. You would see it beside the chapter title. Due to W*****d's guidelines, I can assure you that it's not "pure erotica" or "porn" in anyway. It has sex, cussing, gory scenes too. But if you're not still interested - OR - You're lower than 16 years, do not read. If you still read, it's on you. I know you'll still read it. *giggles*

“They might not have turned yet.” “True, but that means my woman is going to be so damn young.” He groaned. “I’ll feel like a freaking pervert.” She chuckled. “Is that your problem? Feeling like a pervert?” “Wouldn’t you?” She thought about it. “I guess so. I hadn’t really thought about it.” “If my mate isn’t of age yet, that could mean yours isn’t either.” Maya rolled her eyes. “We do not need to have this conversation about mates right now, do we?”

“Any rules?” He shrugged before replying. “I believe we are all mature. No expensive play that’ll possibly cause drowning and violence is prohibited.” Bobbing my head to show I understood, I returned my gaze to Maxwell, cracked my head and fingers before exclaiming. “Let’s begin!” “I’m going to show y’all who is boss,” Maxwell screamed and hauled himself onto the Unicorn’s back, causing it to dip violently. He windmilled his hands and stayed on. “And that's how it's done.”

"I can't say that I really regret anything that's happened. Step by step it's been unbelievably exciting. Let me explain what happened. I am in my late forties and Alexis, my wife of 18 years marriage, is the same age. She is tall, fairly slim, with brown eyes and hair, smallish breasts, and with lots of light brown pubic hair. Our sex life has been drab to say the least and as our sex has dropped off, I've tried to find new ways to excite her. I have never been adulterous and, to my knowlege, nor has she, although there have been times when she's disappeared for hours on end, seen movies 'by

Not because I was afraid. Because my body had reached its limit. And maybe, somewhere deep down, I knew I was safe—for the first time in days. “I was rejected,” I rasped. She tilted her head. “No. You were severed. Rejection is honest. What they did was cowardice dressed as law.” I blinked. “How do you know?” She smiled without warmth. “These ashes belonged to my coven. My pack. Burned when the Silver Fang Council declared the Matrons ‘too wild to govern.’ I know betrayal intimately.”

“Turn over. Get on your knees. Show me the best view in the world, little one.” I narrowed my eyes in protest, but he flipped me easily, pressing my breasts against the mattress. “Gods… you’re stunning.”

“Out of control and submitting to my touch.” A strangled noise caught in my throat. He held me so tightly over a precipice of pleasure that I couldn’t even huff a laugh. Maybe he was right. I was completely weak against the ministrations of my mate. With a few more strokes, all the pleasure exploded from my core, making me tremble in his arms. Fireworks detonated behind my eyes, and my body trembled with the most delicious climax. Griff held me still as I panted and convulsed through the pleasure, and when the sensations ebbed to gentle ripples, I slumped against his chest.