Hardcore Smut Books Novels & Stories

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. . .

It was just Hasmik and me in the common lounge, and she was curled up in the oversized armchair with her legs tucked under her, and a book spread open in one hand with a ridiculous grin on her face. If she wasn't gaming, she was reading. Not just any book, either. The smutty kind. The ones with half-naked men on the covers and titles that made me blush, just trying to sound them out in my head. She'd been trying, actively to get me into them. Left one on my bed last week like a trap. A big, glossy cover with glistening abs and a title that screamed bad decisions ahead. I'd stared at it for all of five minutes before shoving it under my pillow like it was cursed.

Chapter 000 To get a superpower, I joined the survival game. But a small system glitch changed my mission in the Soul Trial from the universal “Survival” to… “Slay Sitri”. Sitri is the great prince of hell who reigns over sixty legions of demons. And his specialty? He creates love between two souls from thin air. When I first met that devil, he smirked with those fox eyes, taking pride in holding the hearts of all mortals in his hand.

Author's Pov Lily was busy reading the novel she just started yesterday, her eyes instantly widened when she read the next lines which left her utterly speechless. Lily had read a lot of smut books even some bdsm related, but this was the first time she was reading something so explicit and kinky, the male lead was a freak indeed, the female lead was a prostitute in the story and the male lead was trying to find a way to fill the void he was having from the last few months.

“If it isn’t little Lia the nerd. Come to watch the show?” “I—I’m sorry,” she stammered, clutching her books tighter. Her nipples hardened against her bra. “I didn’t mean to—” “But you’re not leaving.” He turned fully toward her now, cock still in hand, bold and unashamed. A bead of precum glistened at the slit. “You like what you see, don’t you?” Lia’s mouth went dry. Her pussy throbbed. She had touched herself hundreds of times thinking of him, but this was real.

Chapter Six Sam’s eyes burned into mine after my plea, those unique hazel-green depths swirling with lust and the last threads of hesitation. “Ivy…” he breathed my name like a warning and a prayer. But when I squeezed his bulge again, rolling my palm over the thick outline, something in him snapped. He kissed me hard, devouring my mouth as he quickly shoved his trousers and boxers down his hips. His cock sprang free long, thick, and impossibly hard, the head already glistening. It was bigger than I’d imagined, veined and heavy against my thigh. The sight made my core clench with fresh need.

Liam slammed deep one last time and came with a guttural roar, pulse after pulse of thick, hot cum flooding Nina’s pussy until it overflowed, running down her thighs in sticky rivulets. He stayed buried inside her, grinding, making sure every drop stayed deep. Then he pulled out slowly, watching his cum drip from her gaping, ruined hole. He scooped some onto his fingers and shoved them into Nina’s mouth. “Suck,” he ordered. She did. Eyes glazed, tears and mascara streaking her cheeks, tongue swirling around his fingers like it was his cock. Rita crawled forward, licked a stripe up Nina’s inner thigh, gathering the leaking cum, then kissed Nina slow, filthy, feeding it to her.