Is Shatter Me Spicy Novels & Stories

"This is too spicy!" She reached for the water glass and drank it in one gulp. But the burning sensation didn't subside. It only got worse. Shama's mouth was on fire. She started to cough and sputter, tears streaming down her face. The other guests watched in amusement as Shama writhed in pain. Rehan rolled his eyes and looked away. "Pfft, Hahahaha!"

I swipe my tongue over my bite and scream again as I shatter. Phoenix smiles against my skin as he continues to thrust hard and deep, he then increases them faster and faster making the pleasure in both of us rise fast and high, just as I was about to shatter again he lengthens his fangs and sinks them into his mark. I let out an ear-piercing scream mixed with a hiss as I shatter and Phoenix thrusts hard once more, this time holding tight and deep inside me as he releases again and again.

Shawn opened his mouth to speak the final words, ready to ask her again the life changing question. But just then, something went terribly wrong. As the word left his lips, his voice suddenly slurred, sounding heavy and strange. Shawn froze. A sudden, violent wave of heat began running through his entire body, starting from the center of his chest and spreading down to his veins like molten lava. An unexpected, overwhelming desire washed over him with the force of a tidal wave. It wasn't just a normal romantic feeling, it was a dark, raging fire that completely consumed his thoughts in a fraction of a second.

I wrapped my legs around him tighter, pulling him deeper. “Harder, Daniel,” I whispered. He pulled out suddenly, spun me around, and bent me over the counter. My breasts pressed against the counter. He spread my legs wider and slammed back into me from behind. “Fuuuuck,” I moaned loudly. Back shots would forever be my favorite. I don’t care what any motherfucker says. I mean who doesn’t like the sweet sound of raw, hot, nasty back shot sex. He gave me deep, hard backshots. His hips slammed into my ass again and again. Every thrust made my body shake.

"I want to redo the wedding. Would you still be my groom?" I found the sight of her tear-stained face laughable. "Have you gone mad? If you have, go see a psychiatrist, don't come here and embarrass yourself. Do you really think I wouldn't find out about all the things you did outside, you dirty wench?!"

freshly engraved into my flesh, and then, the world explodes. The pain that tears through me no longer has anything in common with the methodical pricks of the needle; it’s a detonation, a fire that suddenly ignites every nerve in my hip to climb back up along my spine like a flow of lava, an agony so white, so total, so blinding that it shatters in an instant all the dikes I had erected, and I hear a scream tear through my vocal cords, an animalistic, primal sound that I didn’t know myself capable of producing, a howl that springs from the depths of my belly to shatter against the walls of this bedroom that has suddenly become a torture chamber, and I collapse forward, my forehead almost hi

“What can I get you?’ Destiny asks Melissa, but keeps her focus on me by shooting daggers at me with her eyes. “A screaming orgasm.” Melissa answers. Destiny turns her focus on Melissa. “Really?” she says with a sarcastic tone. I’ll have to make sure that Mark, the manager, talks to her. She walks off to make the drink. “You know, if you really want a screaming orgasm, I could help with that. If you know what I mean.” “Really.” She says, with disbelief in her eyes. “Yeah, that’s right. It’ll be the best you've ever had.”

"See? After having a kid, she's as loose as a sack. It makes me sick just looking at her. I much prefer my side piece, who's nice and tight. Also, look at all those stretch marks on my wife's belly. Who'd want to touch that?" Each word echoed through hundreds of speakers, accompanied by Harvey's disgusting, mocking laughter. Immediately after, a photo of me breastfeeding, looking disheveled and clearly taken without my knowledge, popped up in the corner of the screen. Even though my face was blurred, the caption cut like a knife into anyone who still had a shred of decency. "So this is the kind of man you chose as one of the 'Top Ten Defenders'?" Spencer stood up, holding the laser pointer u

A pot shatters somewhere behind us. She comes apart. Her pussy clamps down, milking me in violent spasms. Her scream is my name, punched out of her lungs, echoing off the glass walls. Her body arches, tits pressed to my chest, thighs shaking around my hips. I follow her over the edge.

"What? Do you think I'm making this up to scare you?" The warm light from above cast a slanted shadow on the edge of the table. He stared at me, and for once, didn't rush to deny anything. "You broke up with me…because of this?" I almost laughed. "Does it even matter now? Even if I were healthy, I never would have lasted long enough for you to finally turn around and look at me. I overheard your friends talking. Apparently, I wasn't even someone you'd be willing to settle for. I used to think we'd actually make it to the end."