Favorite Kinky Romances Novels & Stories

"You want a puppet who'll nod and smile. However, now the puppet's strings are cut, and you're freaking out." Francis' expression turned icy. "I'm not freaking out." "Then why switch my meds?" I asked, a challenge. "You're terrified. Terrified that without those drugs, I'll realize I don't love…" His response was to kiss me, a fierce, angry kiss. I fought back, but he held me by the nape of my neck, deepening the kiss until the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth. He had bitten my lip. It was a kiss unlike any other in the ten years I had known him, fueled by both lust and a need to punish.

“You’re dripping for me.” He pushed two thick fingers inside me slowly, curling them as he kissed my neck. “I’m going to make you cum so many times tonight that you’ll be shaking,” he whispered. “And then I’m going to fuck you until you can’t walk straight.” Those words were like fuel to the already burning fire between my legs and all I could do was whimper as my walls tightened around his thick fingers before he took them out and smirked. What a wicked person he was! Damien’s fingers traced down my spine slowly, sending shivers across my skin as I stood there naked, wrists cuffed and raised above my head, completely at his mercy.

I pleaded, going down to my knees, and I saw how each of them ran their tongues through their lips, their eyes flashing a glint of lust as they gazed at my breasts. "We were joking. We didn't plan to take you to the Alpha. But that's only if you can take us all." I heard the one with raven hair say this to me with a smirk as he rubbed his hand on the bulge around his crotch. The other snickered too and nodded as I saw them unbuckling their belts. My eyes almost popped out. "What are you all doing? Have you gone mad?!" I shouted, leaping to my feet.

,he hissed. His painful voice felt like a melody to my ears. Now we were in my room. I pressed her body against the door,her lips were wobbling. I am fighting my urge to suck those rosy soft lips . My scared little kitten was trembling. You never talked to me for hours and you just met him today ,what were you talking to him hmm? Is he your long lost lover ? Or you fell for him at first sight ? Do you want to go with him? You want to touch him? Or do you want to sleep with him? Huh...",I said, leaning closer to her.

Letting them be open and empowered by their sexuality, rather than ashamed of kinky shit that vanilla lovers can’t accept. Rourke’s holding me, rather than the bright-eyed beauty connecting us in her satin sleeve. The intensity of the kiss, making me wonder if we’ll go there. The feeling is…. Intimate..... Our tongues clash in one of the most heated make out sessions I ever remember having. Gods, it shouldn’t be possible, and still here she is, with her cum leaking down my sac like a faucet, whining for us to go harder. We’re already making smacking sounds, broaching the pace of fiend packing newports in a nic fit, but she’s greedy, and I love it.

THEMES: Lust and Luxury, Elite modelling agency, Luxury setting, Group submission, Harem play, Orgy, Self- touch- denial, Consensual corruption, Degradation of Glamour, Ownership and Possession. KINKS: Power imbalance, Age Gap, Collar restraint, Leashes, Food play, Older male, Top Models, Dirty Talks, Forced Orgasms, Creampie Fetish, Cum Bath. The first thing I notice when I walk in, is the mirror on the... mmmm... UP.

she demanded, her hands grabbing Jax’s shoulders, her nails digging into his skin. Jax’s thrusts intensified. He drove into her pussy with a pounding force, his hips slamming forward, his balls swinging. Each impact made Sloane’s body jolt on the rock. Kade’s pace increased too, his cock pistoning into her ass with a slick, rhythmic motion. The two men’s rhythms weren’t perfectly synced, which created a chaotic, unpredictable internal stimulation that made Sloane’s mind blank with pleasure.

Ximena's extended hair instantly retracted, and she shrank back into her small, delicate form. She stood there with her hands clasped together, head lowered, looking obedient and timid. For some reason, that sight made me feel uncomfortable. I pulled her behind me and turned to face the man standing there. He wore a long black robe. His eyes were narrow and slanted upward, his body bulky, his face downright ugly. The man carried himself with an air of superiority, casting me an annoyed glance.

he kissed her softly on the bed. “What…the hell?” she breathed, her voice hoarse. “That was…” “Intense?” Kyler supplied while I undid the collar. “Yeah…let’s go with that.” she laughed breathlessly. Kyler had already disposed of the condom and was lying beside her, pulling her close. “That was insane,” he said. “When did you get so Kinky, four eyes?” “Who knows,” I said mildly. “I never imagined Paraphilia to be this intriguing.”

His fingers brushed over my nipple once, finding it already hard beneath his palm. His breath warmed my ear. “Does that turn you on?” he murmured. My stomach flipped violently. “The thought of being chased?” His thumb rolled slowly across my nipple and I sucked in a sharp breath. “You don’t know it yet, baby,” he whispered, voice rougher now, “but I’m real kinky.” Heat flooded everywhere instantly. “And I have zero problems playing out almost any fantasy you’ve got.” “Marcus…” My voice came out embarrassingly breathless. “Somebody’s gonna see us.”