Kari Byron Sexy Novels & Stories

“Oh? You’re blushing. How precious. And just how did you manage your heats, little one?” “Not like that!” Kari snapped out, his voice horse. “Oho, so you do have a voice. A feisty attitude, too. Normally I would beat you for speaking to me in that tone but your new master doesn’t like broken little obedient slaves. He has an odd fascination with things with spirit. You’re lucky it counts in your favor. Now answer me clearly omega, are you a virgin?” Glaring at the floor, Kari whispered, “Yes.” “Completely untouched by another’s cock?”

Bryce discarded his remnant of his own clothes quickly and was suddenly naked. He stood over her, his chest heaving, his dick ready. His hair seemed lighter than a ray of sunshine, and his eyes... his eyes were blazing with passion, bright and crystalline. He gazed down at her body, at her spread legs and wet arousal that was laid bare for him. "You amaze me," He said. Muscles bunching, he knelt and crawled over her. They both gasped as skin met skin. "I'd hoped to prolong this, to prolong our pleasure, but you are driving me crazy with your little moans and your bold caresses Cara." He rocked himself against her, careful not to enter her.

“Distracted by what, Sienna? Something more interesting than the book?” Her scent washed over me, vanilla lotion mixed with that unmistakable warm, sweet smell of a woman who was turned on. It made my mouth water. I let my eyes drift slowly down her body, taking in the gentle swell of her breasts, the dip of her waist, and the way those yoga pants cupped her mound so perfectly. She shifted, pressing her thighs tighter together, which only made the outline of her pussy lips more noticeable through the fabric. She was perfect. Curvy in all the right places, soft and lush, built for a man like me to grip hard while I fucked her senseless.

Caliban's amber eyes were illuminated as he pulled away from my neck and I sucked in a breath at the sight of the wicked shadows dancing within them. Slowly he began to push up the thick sweater I was wearing, and I panted at the feeling of cool air brushing against my stomach. His long fingers were surprisingly gentle as they skimmed along my skin. "Do you like the thought of me fucking you, little flower?" That husky voice nearly mocking me.

Carlo boasted. Tricia grinned and laughed sarcastically. "Well, there's nothing to worry about, sir. Rest assured that I won't fall in love with you. In fact, I'm a hard-to-get woman. Unless, of course, when there's money involved!" Carlo could not take his eyes off her chest. He twirled his tongue on his lips as he imagined pressing her bo*bies with his hands while f*cking her hard and rough. Tricia noticed his seductive look at her chest and offered Carlo a convenient way to see it closer. "Do you want me next to you so you can see them without zooming your eyes?"

Always female and never not annoying. "God, he's so handsome," one mumbles. "Sexy," the other one corrects her. "Bet Poppy's fucking him." I frown. God, I fucking wish she were fucking me. To my dismay, the two of them ride with me down to the ground level, and when the doors open, I push through them to get out first, but then I turn around and slam my arm against the elevator doors to keep them from closing. I look at them both very carefully.

I’m tempted to wiggle in his embrace, to loosen it, so that I can turn and face him. But his warm breath on my skin and the slow caress of his thumb against the underside of my breast, where he’s holding me in a semi-embrace, keeps me rooted where I’m standing. I pull in slivers of air and my eyelids flutter closed as he murmurs, “A woman attuned to her own sexuality, one who’s not afraid to express her wants and desires—or explore new…opportunities…is highly arousing.” My toes curl in my shoes.

⚠️ Author’s Note – Mature Content Warning ⚠️ Hey, lovely readers! Just a quick heads-up — this chapter contains explicit sexual scenes that are intense and may not be suitable for all audiences. Please read with caution if you're sensitive to dark, mature themes. Also, I’ll be honest — I'm still learning how to write erotic scenes, so this might not be perfect, but I poured my effort into it and truly hope it delivers the heat and emotion you're craving. 🖤

I rode him slow and deliberate, rolling my hips, making sure Kael saw every wet slide. “Fuck, baby… you feel so good,” Kian breathed, sweet even now. I leaned forward and bit his lip. “Shut up. Tonight you don’t get to be sweet unless I tell you.” Then I switched. Climbed off Kian and sank onto Kael’s thicker cock instead. The stretch made me moan loud. I rode him harder, faster, bouncing so my tits nearly spilled out of the bra. “This the one that choked me drunk the other night? Yeah… feels familiar.”

Lily says, her hand reaching around to unclasp her bra. I’m too busy watching Lily reveal her beautiful, perky tits to see Kevin leave, but I hear his quick retreat behind me. “Guys, you know that wasn’t ok, right?” Karamea says, tears streaming from her eyes with her laughter. I push my shorts and boxers down in one fluid motion, kicking off my flip flops as I go. Kare’s eyes lock on my pulsing, dripping cock. My grin is feral as I see the look of lust that crosses her face. Lily reaches over to Kare, running her hand under and up Kare’s shirt. The tank top she is wearing has a built-in bra, so Lily’s hand immediately cups her bare breast and rubs her nipple. Lily steps into Kare’s bod