Iu Knees

This book is a collection of steamy erotica stories meant for adults only—over 18. It dives into forbidden romances, intense BDSM scenes, and all kinds of wild, explicit encounters that might push your buttons or make you blush. If that's not your thing, or if you're under age, put it down now. These tales are raw, passionate, and not for the faint of heart. *** I dropped to my knees on the soft rug, the cold air kissing my naked skin like a thousand tiny fingers. My heart pounded as I wrapped my fingers around Damian's thick cock, feeling it throb hot under my touch. Elena watched from her chair, her voice breaking through the tension: "Take him slow. Let me see you worship it." I leaned in, licking the tip, tasting the salty drop that leaked out, and Damian groaned, his hand tangling in my hair. The shame burned, but so did the ache between my legs. I was already dripping, ready for whatever nasty thing came next.

I shatter, crying out his name, my whole body shaking. He doesn't stop, just licks me through it until I'm pushing at his head, oversensitive. He stands, mouth and chin glistening, and starts unbuttoning his shirt. "Strip," he orders. "I want you naked. Want to see every inch of what belongs to me." I scramble to obey, unhooking my bra with shaking hands while he strips. And god, his body. All muscle and scattered scars and that massive cock standing thick and hard against his stomach. I lick my lips without thinking and he notices, eyes darkening. "You want to taste it?" He wraps his hand around himself, stroking slowly. "Want this cock in your pretty mouth?" "Yes—" "Then get on your knees and show me how much you missed it." ••• Welcome to YES! DADDIES–– a dangerously HOT compilation of filthy, steamy, downright sinful short stories. Readers discretion is THOROUGHLY advised... this 18+ story doesn’t do well with clean underwear.

Calliope: All my life my parents have sheltered me and now I find out not only am I a damn fairy, I have been promised to some psycho Warlock who thinks he's a God among women. DId he really think I would just drop to my knees right then and there in the damn dining room? Why does he have to be so damn hot....maybe once couldn't hurt, I can always leave tomorrow. I will show him who the God is here, he will be begging for me. Alexander: Who the hell does she think she is? She should be so lucky to be my wife, like she is some prize. This whole arrangement is ridiculous, I am only marrying her for her kingdom why should i care? I have to admit I wouldn't have a bad time with just a 5 minutes alone with her, no strings attatched, the things we could get up to....I'll have her begging me to marry her then ill be the one to cast her aside. Either way I will be her undoing.

Kaleen came from a family which haunted vampires for many generations. When the Kingdom Vel was suddenly attacked with werewolves, She came to ask for the help of the king of vampires, Marcus. As one already recognized as hunter by the vampire community, she was turned down many times. Determined to get the help that her kingdom need, she fell on her knees and beg before the mockery of Marcus. The king of vampires finally agreed to her wish for a condition of bearing him an heir who came from the family who relentlessly hunted him for years. As Kaleen was desperate to gain the powerful king’s support, she sacrificed herself including her ideals for her people. What Kaleen didn’t know that she had fallen into a plot created by Marcus himself. From the deliberate attack of werewolves in Vel to the relentless struggle of the people there which finally pushed the princess, Kaleen, into making the decision of her life of marrying him. This is to push the Vel to the brink of destruction until it would crawl right on his palace’s footsteps for help and to deny Askian, a werewolf king of a rival kingdom, from his own mate Princess Kaleen.

~Did she cut her wedding gown off? What the heck! How could she turn it to that? ~ ~ What's going on with her? Why is she in sneakers? ~ ~What's she holding behind her ~ My ears listened to their whispers as I stood at the doorstep about to enter the hall. My gaze fell on my soon-to-be husband waiting for me by the alter and I chuckled remembering everything. Well, yes, I shortened my most beautiful wedding gown to a short gown that reaches above my knees and also on sneakers instead of heels, but then, this feeling is different; I've never felt this way my entire life. I'm supposed to be feeling rage boiling through my veins, anger, fury, accompanied with pains, and screams but that's not the case. Right now, I'm feeling super excited. Without delaying it any longer, I revealed the KRISS Vector gun I had been hiding behind me, and their facial expressions were joy-giving. I burst into laughter before releasing the fire on them. Wondering the kind of bride I am? I am Elora, the bride who went on a killing spree on her wedding day.

His right hand left his pocket and made its way to my face. He tucked a stray strand of hair behind my ear. He moved even closer, his face a few inches away from mine. His finger left my hair and gently drew invisible lines down my cheek. I felt a wave of electricity course through my being, my eyelids flickered shut and my lips parted slightly in anticipation. “Ingrid?” the softness in his voice made my knees tremble and when I felt his arm wrap securely around my slim waist, I leaned into him mindlessly. “Be mine.” ----------------------------------- To Ingrid nothing is more important than her job, not until Kareem stepped into that elevator and made his way into her life. She is in for the ride of a lifetime as Kareem brings with him, scandals and his vicious ex, who would go to any length to get him back, even if it means ruining Ingrid. Will Ingrid decide to take the risk and give love a chance? Or will she turn her back on what might be a ride to happily ever after?

Amber Grant was everything a man wanted. Bold, independent, and beautiful. But only she knew how much she was sexually insatiate in her entire being. No guy could provide her with the pleasure she was seeking. However, she was clueless about the desires of Ethan Adams for her, her brother's best friend. Nor has she procrastinated about indulging in a series of guilty pleasures behind her brother's back. She hates him for being cocky and manipulating, but she can't deny the pleasure he gives her body. But for Ethan, is it just sex? "Oh...Don't forget you are mine, Amber, Mine since the day I tasted your tight cunt and till your last breath, you will be considered mine. I am very angry with you for the stunt you tried to pull out today So don't taste my patience which is long gone. on your knees now ..." he said menacingly. His voice was thick with lust and desires. The man has lost his cool guy personality and has turned into something very evil that couldn't be able to forget for the rest of my life.

“What did you expect? That I would accept you? Make you my Luna?” His mocking voice rang out, “Well, I’d suggest you wake up from that dream! A filthy omega like you would never be my mate.” ********* For twenty years, Lyra has endured cruel treatment from her pack, treated like a plague due to the wrongful accusations against her parents. The Alpha’s public humiliation and rejection was the last straw. And when Lyra tries to put an end to her misery—A mysterious stranger intervenes, helping her out. For the first time, Lyra feels safe. Wanted. Happy. But all that is short lived as she’s captured by the Alpha Ian guards and dragged to the palace. Alpha Ian wants her locked away before the Lycan king visits and he’s not giving her a choice—until a deep commanding voice echoes through the room, “Let her go!” They all drop to their knees acknowledging the Lycan king and when Lyra turns…she’s gobsmacked. Because standing before her exuding power and authority—is the man who saved her. The mysterious stranger….is the Lycan King

"Hi CEO, I hope karma slaps you in the face before I do" Ashley loved him more than a woman could love a man. But, after a six year relationship CEO Thomas McMahon dumped her on their engagement night to be with his betrothed bride. Ashley is bitter and out for vengeance. Nothing would provoke her ex more than to see her moving on with the one guy he hates the most, so that's exactly what she plans to do! Date Aiden McCurdy, who is obnoxiously hot, successful, a notorious playboy and absolutely not her type. But what happens when Aiden is too hot for her to handle? His every touch... movement...kiss is torment - one she is willing to endure. Will she risk falling in love for the second time? Or will revenge be enough when her ex returns on his knees begging her for a second chance? If you're a fan of steamy romance with a little...or a lot of twists. Then grab your popcorn and start reading!! I love active readers, so please make sure you comment as you read, and support me with your gems too.

Adwith a cold-hearted CEO to the whole world. He is only soft and Loveable to his sister. The one who makes everyone plead in front of him on their knees can run behind his sister to feed her. The one who can make everyone beg for mercy can say sorry to his sister. He loves her too much. We can say she is his life. Aanya the girl who was pampered by her brother to the core where he can even bring anything on this earth within 5 minutes after she asked for it. She was a princess to him. In Front of him, she was crazy and still behaves like a kid whereas, to the outer world, she is a Xerox copy of Ishaan. Cold-hearted and reserved. She never mingles with anyone much. She doesn't have many best friends except for one girl. For her, the first priority is her brother. He is her best friend, father, mother, and caretaker. He is a guardian angel to her. What made Adwith hate his sister? Will they both patch up again? To know, come and read my story.