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I knew I had to let my fantasy come to life. It started with Rafe. I walked past his room late at night, heard him groan my name under his breath. I pushed the door open. He froze, hand wrapped around his cock, eyes dark and wild. “You weren’t supposed to hear that.” “I did.” I stepped in. Slowly. Locked the door. He kissed me like he was starving. His lips crushed mine as his hands roamed my body, pulling up my shirt, yanking down my shorts. I gasped when his fingers slid between my legs—he didn’t waste time.

Sasha lowered her pussy onto Abegail’s waiting mouth. Abegail’s world narrowed to sensations. The weight of Sasha on her face, the taste of her on her tongue. The relentless, pounding drive of Kael’s cock splitting her open, hitting a spot deep inside that made her see stars. The slap of Leo’s balls against her chin. She was a vessel for their pleasure, and in turn, her own pleasure spiraled higher, coiling tighter than before.

Warning: It's a dark fantasy story. The book is for the 18+ audience. The book involves mature content and detailed sex scenes. No flash warning will be further added so read it at your own risk. "Ahh, what are you doing?" She moaned looking directly into his eyes. "I am fucking you, baby fucking you so hard." He replied without any hesitation looking directly into her eyes. She felt a jolt of pleasure run through her core. He thrust further into her very roughly. He bit her bottom lip and then smirked.

My fingers found my clit—already slick, already begging—and the first slow circle made my back arch so hard water sloshed over the edge. “Oh God,” I whispered, even though I knew it was the wrong name to say. I stroked faster. Two fingers sliding over and around my clit while my other hand came up to pinch my nipple the way I imagined he might. The water made everything slippery, louder. I slipped one finger inside myself, then two, curling them the way I’d done every morning for weeks. My hips rocked up to meet my hand. The fantasy took over completely—Father Chris’s voice in my ear, his breath hot against my neck, his fingers replacing mine, thicker, surer, pressing that spot that made sta

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. . .

All of it, including the lipstick I am to wear tomorrow. I toss and turn in bed, replaying the evening over and over. Rhys’s mouth on my skin, his hands on my boobs. His fingers inside me. I always thought such sensations only existed in books and my fantasies. What kind of man made a woman feel week in the knees just by looking at her boobs? Rhys Redmond, that’s who. I’m afraid he has ruined me for all sexual relationships I will ever have, because my expectations have skyrocketed. I am unable to sleep, and taking warm milk has never worked for me. Instead of whipping up the book that started all this, I replay Rhys’s movements, trying to replicate them with my own fingers.

Your person is coming. She smiled. “Thank you.” He nodded, “Go home, young lady.” Kisha stood, then hesitated. Can I ask you something? “Of course.” Why did you stop to help me? He looked at her as though the answers were obvious. “Because you needed help.” Nothing more. No price, no expectation, no demand, just kindness. Kisha’s eyes filled again. She understood then. That was what Morgan had given her. That was what she had been searching for. Love that didn’t come with a contract, care that didn’t have conditions and a place where she didn’t have to perform to deserve belonging.

“You’re thinking I couldn’t possibly read smut, and you’re trying to judge yourself against all the super sexy book boyfriends out there. The thing about books is that they give people something to fantasize over. Something they might not want in real life, and that’s what makes it sexy. It’s something to take yourself out of your existential, boring, mundane world for a while and put you somewhere else. Well, I do read romance. I even read erotica. That being said, it’s not real, and I don’t expect it to be. You’re real, and I want to enjoy this. With you. I have no high standards to measure you against. Believe me. You already get a ten from me. I’m enjoying this because it’s you. I like t

Hey beautiful people, Just a warning. This book is an erotica, which means 18+, so if you are uncomfortable with sex and adult shit, please don’t read my books. But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4) Emily Warner

I put my book down and grabbed his hand, guiding the tip of his finger to my lips before leaving a teasing kiss on it. “You know, I’ve always wanted to try having library sex…” I don’t know that many people who have ever fantasized about sex in a library, but for me, it was number three on my fantasy wish list, right after car sex, which was number two, then a threesome with my hot best friend, taking the number one spot. Kyler grabbed hold of my arm and pulled me to my feet into his hungry embrace. His strong arms wrapped around my small waist as if to make his intentions clear.