Heavy Kissing Novels & Stories

My breath caught in my throat the moment my eyes dropped between his legs. Oh God. His cock was hard, heavy, long, impossible to ignore. Panic filled my chest. “Is… that going inside me?” The words slipped out before I could stop them. My voice didn’t even sound like mine, small, breakable. “Oh, sweet doll…” His voice dropped, gravelly and dark. “It’s not just going inside you.” He stepped closer, towering over me. My skin heated as his hand wrapped around himself, stroking twice. He swelled even larger, as though to prove the threat in his words. “It’s going to stretch you wide open. You’ll feel me for days. You’ll walk with the memory of me buried deep, dripping down your thighs. You’ll cry from it, shake from it, and still… you’ll beg for more.” “Oh…” The sound tore from me, heavy with terror. I was sold for three million dollars to the man who killed my father. Dante De Luca, older, ruthless, dangerously handsome and untouchable. He didn’t buy me for a night. He bought me for a lifetime, to make me his mistress… and then, his wife. Trapped in a contract marriage, I vowed never to love him. But my body betrayed me. His possessive kisses. His punishing touch. I found myself wanting more. Craving him. Yearning for everything he gave. Dante wanted revenge, because my father killed his wife and stole his Mafia kingship. He wanted to punish me. He wanted to break me. But somewhere in his quest to cause me pain… he began to fall and save me, even from my own father. Now, when loyalty calls upon me, I’m torn. Between the man who raised me… and the man who owns my heart.

Late nights. Locked doors. Zero rules. In the glittering corporate towers, private yoga studios, and hidden after-hours offices, ordinary people surrender to their darkest, filthiest cravings. Innocent interns, ambitious assistants, stressed professionals, and powerful dominants cross every line — raw, unprotected, and addicted. This explicit 32-book collection delivers unrelenting heat across every dynamic: - MF – Ruthless CEOs and dominant men who bend their women over desks, breed them deep, and claim every hole with choking, spanking, and total ownership. - MM – Straight-to-gay awakenings where “straight” men are bent, stretched, and bred by powerful alphas until they beg for more. - FF– Sensual sapphic surrender that explodes into savage strap-on gangbangs, squirting marathons, and sadistic lesbian domination. - MMF & Group – Filthy threesomes and full gangbangs where willing sluts are airtight, double-penetrated, and pumped full by multiple partners until their bellies swell with cum. Every story is dripping with extreme kinks: heavy breeding (visible cum inflation & impregnation fantasy), raw double & triple penetration, intense BDSM (bondage, edging, pain play, collars, plugs), public risk, office power play, first-time corruption, and total surrender. No condoms. No mercy. No fade-to-black. From the CEO who turns his young intern into a collared desk slut, to the yoga mistress who shares her flexible student with a circle of strap-on-wielding women, to the executive team that transforms their assistant into the firm’s free-use breeding toy — each 5-chapter book builds from seductive tension to total, body-shaking breakdown. Lock your door. These stories don’t just turn you on — they ruin you for anything less. Perfect for fans of raw, no-limits erotica who crave graphic detail, filthy dirty talk, visible breeding effects, and characters who fall helplessly, irreversibly addicted to being used. **Warning:** Extremely explicit. Contains heavy breeding, gangbangs, BDSM, cum play, and zero restraint. For mature readers only.

She froze, breath caught, facing the storm in his delinquent brown eyes. He leaned over her, hands gripping the rail, boxing her in. The air was thick, too heavy to breathe. Her gaze locked on his unwilling, yet unable, to look away. The closer he leaned, the harder her heart pounded. She bit her lip, nerves twitching. No matter how far she ran, he always found her. “Why do you keep chasing me?” she asked, barely above a whisper. Her voice trembled, as if volume might shatter her. He didn’t answer. Silence roared between them. His cold and expressionless never left her face. “Do you like me?” she pressed, ignoring the disinterest in his eyes. She needed something. He gave a soft tut, then brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, twirling it lazily. The touch was light, but his closeness made her pulse race. “‘Like’ is a bit heavy, Tinkerbell,” he murmured, voice low and indifferent. The nickname slipped out like smoke, mocking, yet oddly tender. He leaned in, close enough for her to feel his heat. Close enough to unravel her. But his eyes stayed dark. Empty. She swallowed hard, unsure what hid behind them. “It’s strange,” he added, voice softer now. “But you’re the first woman I’ve ever aknowledged as a lady, Snow White.” — She was the good girl. Quiet. Overlooked. Her life, a shadow. No warmth. No safety. For a moment, she thought she’d found love, someone who saw her. Someone worth clinging to. But he broke her. When he left, he took her love and her self-worth. She hated herself after that. Then she started to rebuild. And that’s when Zachary Gonzalez appeared. Mysterious. Magnetic. Dangerous. Everything she shouldn’t want.

The wedding had reached the part where the groom kissed the bride. I closed my eyes and leaned in to kiss Stella Stafford, only to end up with a mouthful of fur. Her assistant held up the camera and burst out laughing. "The almighty Mr. Rowe can't even tell if he's kissing a person or a dog?" I stared at the Husky in front of me, its tongue lolling out, and felt my stomach churn. I was about to lay into him when Stella stepped in to block me. "It was just a joke. No hard feelings." Laurent Reilly smirked smugly, his tone dripping with arrogance. "And guess what? This Husky happens to be a female, so why don't you just marry her instead? You're not good enough for Stella anyway." The employees erupted in laughter. Mortified, I kicked him square in the chest, sending him sprawling. The next second, Stella smashed a wine bottle over my head and demanded an apology. I wiped the mix of wine and blood from my face, then dialed an overseas number with a cold grin. "The wedding is short one bride. You in?"

Harper Quinn has spent years secretly in love with her best friend, Ethan Reid. So when Ethan throws her the perfect birthday party—and finally kisses her—Harper thinks her dreams are finally coming true. Until he introduces her to his new girlfriend. Heartbroken, Harper drinks a little too much and wakes up the next morning in the bed of Ashton Reid—star hockey captain and Ethan’s older brother. Things take a dramatic turn when a video of them kissing goes viral on campus. Harper publicly rejects Ashton and bruises his ego. He offers a deal to help handle her unwanted fame—while hiding his real agenda. But fake relationships have a way of becoming dangerously real. The relationship transforms Harper from nobody to somebody, she finds herself caught between her fading feelings for Ethan, who suddenly wants her back, and her growing attraction to Ashton, whose intentions she can’t quite trust. As the tides turn against them, Harper and Ashton must decide if what they built on lies can become something real.

"Come here." His tone was extremely gentle, as if I was his most precious treasure. He tightened his grip and rubbed against my waist with one of his big hands affectionately.The heat seeping through my clothes set my body on fire."Don't resist,” he ordered as he kissed me.I closed my eyes, kissing him back, wanting more."Say you choose me…" he whispered in my ear, sending chills down my spine.I couldn’t help but tremble in desire.However, all I could do in response was push him away.“I’m sorry, but I can’t…”***Ever since Mia was born, misfortune haunted her. Nothing worked out in her life. She was desperate for a way out when two powerful and unbelievably gorgeous alphas saved her from her misery. Since then, handsome men kept popping up around her, and her problems had vanished one by one.However, was this really a dream come true, or just the beginning of a more sinister nightmare?***Mia's Five Alphas is created by A.B Elwin, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.

"Don't wear a white colour dress and please don't let your hair open. I would appreciate it if you never use this pink shade lipstick" he said in a full serious yet husky tone that surely gives chillness to her spine. She never gets intimidated by anyone like this. Who the hell he is? She battled her eyes and looked to meet his brownies. She took the courage to ask him "why?" He smirked at her flustered face and bends to her height. She took steps back and hits the wall behind. "Because. I can't stop myself from kissing you" he said while the train just went away along with Clara who stood there paralyzed hearing Alex's words. Did he just propose to her? ###### Clara looked at the frame which they clicked before. A lone tear escaped her eyes. Will she be able to forget everything and move on?  Alex regretted the moment he fell for that girl. He doesn't want to remember anything related to her. But is it even easy?  Both looked at the stars and wished to forget everything, 

“I want you, please...hot...help me...” I grabbed the Lycan King's shirt and pulled him towards me, kissing him passionately. He hesitated for a moment, then held me even closer… I never expected that after being betrayed, slandered, and drugged by my ex-Alpha husband and half-sister, the King would be the one to save me. What surprised me even more was that I ended up pregnant with his child after that wonderful night. When I discovered he was plotting to kill me for his fiancée, I ran away. “Come back to me, Eden,” his Lycan Aura made me shiver uncontrollably. “No!” I bit my lip, insisting, “If you don't love me, you should let me go.” His dangerously captivating eyes locked onto mine, and he said gently, "You broke my curse, how could I let you leave?" Curse? What curse? “That's my secret,” he held my waist, whispering softly in my ear, “and I know yours too, Love. Let me help you awaken.”

“I prefer to be in the arms of other men who would treat me right than be with you anymore” she breathed out. “How dare you” he yelled at her face while she stood her ground to him. “What are you...” Before she could finish her sentence, he pinned her to the wall and kissed her fiercely. He wrapped her legs around his waist leaving her back pinned to the wall as he deepened the kiss. He pulled away from the kiss slowly kissing her neck in turn as his hand slid into her panties. His fingers fondled with her wet folds giving her shimmers of pleasure she had never felt. *** Elaine, a beautiful young lady who had everything just found out that she had cancer and had about a year to live. Shattered by the news, she hid it from her family that maltreated her only for them to realize the truth and cuss her out breaking her heart.In a bid to enjoy her life to the fullest, she had a one night stand with a man but to her greatest surprise, it turned out to be her husband.

Out of boredom and maybe a little loneliness, Sebastian Wilder makes a reckless purchase: a “Perfect Companion” Succubus advertised on a private marketplace. No refunds. No returns. Absolute satisfaction guaranteed. What arrives at his doorstep is beyond expectation. Beautiful. Otherworldly. Dangerous. Reed Montgomery is everything the listing promised… except stable. He doesn’t eat. He doesn’t sleep. His body burns with fever, his crimson eyes locked onto Sebastian like prey that has finally found its meal. When Sebastian demands answers, the seller responds with chilling calm: “Dear valued customer, hello. Your Succubus is not malfunctioning, nor is he ill. He is simply extremely hungry and needs you. Not food, but you. This includes, but is not limited to, kissing, hugging, and any form of… intimate energy exchange. Wishing you a pleasant experience!” What starts as a strange, intimate arrangement quickly spirals into something far more dangerous. Because Reed isn’t just hungry— He’s bound. And the more Sebastian gives, the deeper the bond becomes… until desire turns into possession, and affection turns into something that may no longer let him go.