Intertwining Fingers

My daughter accidentally scratched my husband's young mistress's face with her nails. For that, my husband had her fingers chopped off. Covered in blood, she came home seeking help, only to be assaulted by an intruder. I called my husband, crying, but his mistress's sweet voice answered the phone. "Stop using these lowly tricks to get Jack's attention. All you're doing is making him sick!" I begged my husband to take my call, but all I got in return was a barrage of insults. "Nothing is more important than Yvonne's face! I'm busy taking her to the hospital! I don't have time for your drama!" Later, my daughter's organs were removed by the intruder. Even in death, she was still tightly holding onto the birthday gift she had prepared for her father. My husband, a top lawyer, personally defended the criminal who assaulted our daughter. He let that man walk away scot-free after what he had done. On the day he celebrated his birthday with all our relatives, he finally knew that our daughter had died. He completely lost his mind.

My neighbor is a physics genius. He's spent the past six months preparing for an important physics competition. However, he wants to skip it to care for his girlfriend, who has a fever. I tell his parents about it. So, he's forced to participate in the competition. He wins first place and is admitted to Quinver University. Later, he establishes his own business and finds success. I become one of his employees. He looks down at me imperiously in a dim basement. He stomps on my fingers, shattering them. "You deserve this for being so wicked, Larissa Clarke." When I open my eyes again, I'm taken back to before any of this ever happened.

Twelve Tales Of Lust: A Dozen Cocks & Cunts - Series, Book 1. “Tell me, who owns this dripping needy p***y?” he growled, driving her wild with his fingers, her legs shaking as the pleasure hit hard “Answer me, Lina!” “You…” she cried ecstatically. “Not good enough.” He grunted, pushing her skirt higher and landing a stinging smack that made her gasp. “Say it like you mean it.” “You… you own every inch of it, Daddy. Please… please don’t stop.” He’s the alpha—dangerous, untouchable, and whispered to be gay because he’s refused to take a Luna. Forced to go undercover as a professor at the prestigious college he owns, he never expected to be consumed by the fiery, irresistible new student who walked into his class. What he doesn’t know is that she’s on a mission—to kill him. To her, he’s the dangerously sexy professor whose touch left her aching for more after their first forbidden encounter. To him, she’s the seductive temptress he can’t get out of his mind—the one with the curves that drive him mad with lust. But as their passion ignites into something uncontrollable, neither realizes the deadly secrets they’re hiding are about to explode. Once their true identities are revealed, will it destroy them both, or fuel an even more dangerous desire?

"What are you doing Sebestian?" "What does it feels like I am doing" Sebestian whispered back while he let his fingers boldly strike over the quickly bulge in Allen pants. "Please stop, we can't do this here, and and you don't me as your omega so stop touching me" Allen whispered back, trying to sound firm but his hips jerking up to seek friction betrayed him and Sebestian just smiled smugly at him. "Even if I don't want you baby, but it doesn't matter you have right to flirt with anyone. Remember you are mine, only mine". Or the one where Sebestian can't keep his hands off of Allen, even he don't want him or Sebestian still behave like he own Allen, even he don't want him.

"Your love ain't what I need" he looked intensively in my eyes, with lust and intense desire hooded in his eyes. His body pressed against mine on the wall, his left held my hands above my head, and he groped my left breast with his right hand -his fingers pinched my nipples teasingly. "What I want is your body, to be buried deeply in you, and to feel every inch of you" his minty breath fanned my face, and sent shivers down my spine. "I'll worship your body, and f*ck you so hard until you totally forget about your other f*çk buddies!" he growled possessively. Finding the wait too long, I grabbed his necktie and crashed my lips on his. "Just f*çk me already!" I moaned throatily against his lips. >><< Stella McCartney was supposed to be a nun (a reverend sister), but because of a situation she was kidnapped and separated from her family, she was r*ped mercilessly by drug dealers and her dream of becoming a nun was shattered, and she ended up becoming a s*x addict. Now she only wanna become a pornstar, but unfortunately, that dream was shattered too when she met Ferguson Ansaldo Alfonso who is obsessed with s*x, he doesn't go a day without s*x and now, he's vowed never to let her go. What happens when these two s*x obsessed freaks signed a contract, to be each other's s*x toy?

“Don’t tell me you’re starting to get scared again,” he whispered before returning his lips to my sensitive nipples. His hand slid lower, shifting my panties aside, the fabric brushing against my skin. “Someone might walk in,” I managed to say, though my voice was barely audible. “Forget everyone and focus on us,” he murmured. His fingers began to tease me, running over my clit with a deliberate slowness that made my breath hitch. “I love how you’re always so wet for me,” he said, his tone filled with raw desire. As his pace quickened, his words urged me on. “Don’t hold back your moans. I want to hear all of it.” The knowledge that his office was soundproof was the only reassurance I had, but even then, I couldn’t trust my own voice. My body arched in response as he trailed kisses along my neck, his fingers moving with an intoxicating rhythm. “I love how your body reacts to my touch,” he murmured against my skin. “I could fuck you all day.” “Yes,” I moaned, unable to stop myself. “Yes, what?” he teased, his fingers moving even faster, pushing me closer to the edge. “Don’t stop, Alex,” I gasped. ********************************************************** Six years ago, Alex broke me, leaving me humiliated, pregnant, and abandoned. He chose Camila, his flawless childhood friend, while I was left to pick up the shattered pieces of my life. But I survived, and for my son, I built a life I’m proud of. Now, Alex is after me, but stunned by the woman I’ve become, and the son who bears his resemblance. When he asked about his father, my son’s innocent reply said it all: "Mommy said he's dead." I couldn’t have said it better myself.

Jake Storm always knew that he was different, he was faster, smarter, and good in a fight, he always saw things that others didn't think were real or ever existed. He felt like a freak of nature in his own family until his father sat him down and told him that he came from a long line of monster hunters. When a new family made their way into his home town and strange things begin to occur all fingers point to a set of siblings but things were not as they seemed and the monster lurking in the shadows did not seem so monstrous and those thought to be saints were the true predators lying in wait.

"If you need anything financially speaking, use this," he held out a black card towards me, "I hope I don't have any problems with you." I stared at the handsome man with the cold expression in front of me, took the card in my fingers and watched him go. Although we were married on paper, our lives would remain separate, each navigating our own turbulent waters. -- When Morgana's father discovers that he has cancer, she tries to find the money to pay for the treatment, agreeing to marry the grandson of a very wealthy family, Ryan Burke, in exchange for the treatment. Their marriage tends to be only nominal, as the boy already has a girlfriend, Elena Kyle. For Morgana, none of this was important, she just wanted to save her father's life. Three years after this contract, her father dies and she returns to the fictional city of Rookgaard to end this nominal marriage, even though she fell in love with Ryan during the wedding. Morgana reluctantly signs the contract, even though she likes Ryan, who doesn't understand his wife's attitude. The other day, thinking she was free of the marriage, she decides to go out with some friends from work to celebrate the divorce, giving herself the opportunity to get to know doctor Elliot Sharon better. What she didn't expect was to run into Ryan, giving him a reason not to sign the papers. Morgana remains married to Ryan, even though he still brings Elena into their lives, until a mysterious car accident happens. Putting her life on the line and changing things.

"I love You Raahi and I do not care whether you love me or not. If I am telling you that you are mine, that means you are mine and you have no right to love someone else" "What will you do if I fall in love with someone else?" And the next moment, she was caged between him and the wall while he dug his fingers hard in her cheeks. "You want to try me?" People often accused me of being selfish and unable to see his love. According to their claims, I supposedly acknowledged his love for me but couldn't reciprocate it. How could I? How could I simply be content with being his wife? After enduring twelve years of marriage with Arhaan Awasthi, Raahi Awasthi finally reaches a decision to escape. But why?

THIS IS A NOVEL WHERE YOU WILL FIND WEREWOLF AND CONTEMPORARY EROTIC SHORT STORIES (MOST WEREWOLF) FROM ALPHA TO OMEGA, SEXY STEPDADDY TO HORNY STEPBROTHERS, YOU'LL FIND THEM HERE. Hots for my Luna Derrick’s POV: “You’re mine now, Derrick.” She bit her lip, removing her hands from my cock only to position her pussy right where I wanted it. I looked down at my cock. It was hard as a rod. The luna hummed appreciatively, gripping the base with a hungry look in her eyes. She licked her lips and lowered herself to me. “Wait—” The luna let out a growl and did not let me speak, as she sinks onto my cock. “Fuuuuuuuccckkkk,” My words are lodged back into my throat before I threw my head back, my hips jerking. She’s out of control. The luna moaned, running her fingers up my abs, feeling every pec as she started to bounce on my hard dick. “Derrick!” She moaned and I looked at her from where she was bouncing up and down on my cock. All reason immediately flies out of the window as the insane pleasure starts to build, and I gripped her hips. “Shit… Luna!” My voice came out husky, caught between a groan and a plea. I wanted to slow her down. I needed to. But I couldn't find the strength to stop her. I could see in her eyes that she wanted this just as much as I do. She’s my luna, and I’m her beta. I’m supposed to protect her, not fuck her brains out as she rides my dick in total abandon!