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my mother introduced to me. Itsuki was an attractive male from Nippon who could have been... in fact a male idol. His aesthetic ran similar to one of the modern ages. With an oversized denim jacket and black jumpsuit. He matched his outfit with combat boots. He had the rich dark hair of his ancestors and pale skin. His hair was cut just into his eyes that hid how dark they were from me. Itsuki's mate was Aoki. I could sense it. They were paired entirely by fate herself.

18+ only. Skip if you are not interested in reading an adult scene. This chapter contain a smut. Not advisable to read if you're not 18. Ava standpoint. I missed this. I missed you. Their eyes prowled all over my body. I saw their pupils darken. Lust garnished through their gazes. The air between us became stifling before our lips collided. In a flash, Ethan's hand meandered my body, sprinting through every curve of my body, embracing my flesh. I stumbled back on the wall and my hands automatically headed straight through his hair as he takes my breath away through his kiss.

” I run my tongue along the lacey edge of her panties, a few inches below her belly button. “You’re thinking I couldn’t possibly read smut, and you’re trying to judge yourself against all the super sexy book boyfriends out there. The thing about books is that they give people something to fantasize over. Something they might not want in real life, and that’s what makes it sexy. It’s something to take yourself out of your existential, boring, mundane world for a while and put you somewhere else. Well, I do read romance. I even read erotica. That being said, it’s not real, and I don’t expect it to be. You’re real, and I want to enjoy this. With you. I have no high standards to measure you agai

He leaned down, lips brushing my ear. "I've been reading a lot of adult books... Smut... my research tells me women love the things men do to them there. Can I try something out? I've been learning about how to pleasure you for so long. Reading helps me imagine you... p**n videos don't do that for me." What the hell were smut and p**n? I swallowed tightly, heart hammering, thighs pressing together uselessly around nothing. "Yes," I whispered, voice already wrecked. "Do whatever you want to me." My thighs trembled and parted invitingly. A dark, satisfied smile curved his lips.

🔞WARNING:🔞 This chapter contains explicit smut. ******* Luca's POV: I pounded into the warm cavern of a dye-blond hair girl under me, rocking and thrusting at a stable pace. I watched her fake long eyelashes flutter, and her way-too-red lip gloss parted as she let out endless moans that filled the silent room with a lewd sound.

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Chase warns him. “The weird little thing I couldn’t figure out has shown its purpose. It’s positioned perfectly at my clit, and it’s sucking while Hudelone rails into me. Heat burns through my bones, and I’m silenced by the pleasure that builds,” Jax reads aloud with a grin. “Okay, stop reading the fucking book!” Chase laughs, shaking his head as he walks off. “I’m reading them all. Every single one of her books,” Jax smirks, clearly enjoying himself.

Author's note: Dear reader, this chapter contains mature themes and an intimate scene that may not be suitable for every reader. As a Christian author, I believe these scenes can portray both the beauty and brokenness of humanity's desires. It is included to serve the plot, and if you are uncomfortable with such content, you should please skip this chapter. ****************************************************************************** Harrison smiled, his teeth glistening and somehow it made Alyssa chuckled. She rested her body on his his, while his fingers traced the line of her spine.

“Sounds like someone had a very vivid imagination.” I flip another page, throat dry. The sketches are crude but explicit. Lines of charcoal showing an omega tied, blindfolded, his Alpha above him with blood smeared across both their chests. My pulse kicks. “It’s not just imagination. She wrote this like she saw it. Or… lived it.” His eyes flick over the page, then to my face. He smirks, that infuriating curl of mouth that says he thinks I’m ridiculous. “It’s just superstitious fantasies, Eli. Don’t tell me you believe this.”

the screams, the moans, the betrayals, and the soaked pages in between. A huge, heartfelt thank you to my loyal readers.. especially those who always comment, leave reactions and keep showing up chapter after chapter. Your words genuinely keep me motivated to keep writing these twisted tales. Special Celebration Treat: To celebrate reaching 100 chapters, I’m picking one dedicated commenter to have their personal erotica smut brought to life for a few chapters If you’re one of my regular readers, drop your idea in the comment. It can be as dark, kinky, taboo, or monstrous as you want.