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Noah says and after further thinking, he adds, “with lots of smut scenes.” I clear my throat in shock. I never thought I would see a guy come in here to buy a book with lots of smut scenes for a female friend. It seems so intrusive. “Right this way.” I say to him, moving down to the last row of books. “You can choose anyone from here. Legend has it that they all fit into the category of books you might be looking for.” I say with a small smile. He nods politely and picks out a book from the shelf randomly flipping through the pages.

He stayed inside, grinding slow, pushing it deeper. But he wasn't done. He pulled out, watched his cum leak from my hole, then pushed back in and started fucking me again. Round two. Harder. Filthier. "Look at that sloppy hole," he said, voice rough. "Leaking my cum while I fuck you. Such a dirty boy." "Damien…oh god…" I was oversensitive, every thrust making me shake, but I couldn't stop moaning his name. He edged me this time, slowing down when I got close, keeping me on that edge for what felt like forever while he bred me again. By the time he came the second time, I was a mess, begging, crying out, completely lost in him.

Black slacks, bright blue button up shirt and matching heels showed off her slim figure. “No, ma’am. There’s several teachers in my family and I’ve already read these books.” Dean admitted. She did not want to admit that the majority of the teachers in her family were college professors. And she certainly did not want to admit that the deal with Cheryl, Nicole and Jennifer was that for every ‘classic’ that she read, they would provide her with a ‘smut’ book to read. Especially since the current themes that they had been reading were omega-verse and why choose/reverse harems. But seriously, what woman would give up having three or four men pamper her and please her?

One I'll use for shooting something for OnlyFans later. I start to wonder what it will feel like if his hand wanders, his big, rough hand finding its way under my shorts, over the sensitive skin of my pubic area - which I keep meticulously smooth thanks to monthly waxing - slipping into my soft, wet slit. What would a rough finger feel like, running over my clit? Without really thinking about it, I exhale softly against his neck. I am so close I can feel the tiny hairs on his neck stand up at the feel of my breath.

Her hips bucked forward, searching for friction. His fingers finally touched her pussy. He rubbed her swollen clit in slow, light circles. Lila moaned louder. She tried to press harder against his hand, but he pulled back every time she got close. He dipped two thick fingers just inside her entrance, spreading her wetness around, then pulled them out again. The teasing made her eyes water with frustration. “Please, Damien…” she begged, voice shaky. “I need it.” He slapped her pussy lightly. The wet smack made her cry out.

Honestly, as I looked around the room, if you took away the performers, it reminded me of the rut scenes from Lisa Ladew’s One True Mate series. Yes, I read smutty shifter romance. Blame Uncle Alex! He’s the one who reads those books, even before he knew Aurelia was a werewolf. I picked them up because it is entertaining to see all the various takes on the reality we live in as humans in the supernatural world. We have a shifter smut book club. Uncle Alex started it, and it expanded over the years. Even members from the Sicilian packs are involved, like Zoe and André.

It transforms the adventure through my collection into something truly extraordinary! ASIN: B0DQ81GWJC ACKNOWLEDGMENTS I want to express my heartfelt gratitude to my talented art designer, Rebekah, for the stunning digital paintings, that you can find on my P*******t page just by searching Unusualdee, and the beautiful book cover. A special thanks goes to Light and Gem for their invaluable feedback as my Beta readers. I also deeply appreciate all the other wonderful members of the SBAR (Smut Book Avid Reader) club for their unwavering support throughout the journey of compiling these smut stories. Your encouragement means the world to me.

I wouldn’t know since I haven’t had any experience, the urge to tell him nips at me that this is like my first. But I don’t want to ruin the mood with my inexperience but am sure he wouldn’t care if I interrupt him either but then my embarrassing non existent sex Life seems to have catch up on me. It’s going to be fine! Smut books aren’t that far off from the truth, because at the end of the day… They do always fit inside!

My heavy eyes locked on him briefly before I reached out and palmed the thick flesh, a surge of heat coursing through me as to how much weight it had. He pulled me closer so that we were an inch away from each other then he sandwiched our cock. A chill shiver ran down my spine at the feeling, my lips parted but no sound came out. “Rub our cocks” he hissed. My ears burned at the dirty words but lust burned harder as my palms enclosed both our lengths together. My chest burned with every breath as my eyes fluttered close at the heart wrenching sensation. “Fuckkkkk” a guttural moan slipped past my lips as he moved his hips gently.

Sweat poured down their bodies, mixing together as they rutted against each other like animals. Lucas leaned in, hot breath against Damien’s ear. “I can smell how empty your hole is. How bad it needs to be knotted and bred by a stronger alpha.” He ripped Damien’s jeans open with one savage tug. Damien’s cock sprang free, thick and dripping, slapping wetly against his abs. Lucas shoved his own pants down, freeing his massive alpha cock — longer and thicker than Damien’s, veins bulging, the head already slick and angry red. Lucas spat into his palm and wrapped his hand around both their cocks, stroking them together in long, filthy pulls. Their precum mixed, making everything slick and nasty.