Kda X Male Reader Novels & Stories

TRIGGER WARNING: THIS BOOK IS STRICTLY EROTICA. IT CONTAINS EXTREMELY GRAPHIC GANG BANG SCENES, PUBLIC SEX, DEGRADATION, MULTIPLE PARTNERS, AND IS INTENDED FOR ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY (18+). READER DISCRETION IS STRONGLY ADVISED. "MELANDA'S POV" My name is Melanda, and I was twenty-one years old when I made the stupidest, hottest decision of my life.

Trigger Warnings 18+ ONLY This collection contains explicit sexual content including: Graphic MM sex scenes BDSM dynamics Dubious consent Power exchange Rough sex Possessive/dominant behavior Strong language Reader discretion is strongly advised. A collection of stories about men who want more... Strangers in dark clubs, rivals who can't keep their hands off each other, alphas and Omegas bound by something older than either of them, two men who've been circling each other for years finally giving in. Every story stands alone. Every story burns differently. Some are quick and dirty, some take their time. Some are about the first time, and some are about the last

ANGELINA’S P.O.V. My jaw dropped the same way my inside melted with crazy tingles. The sight before me was mind-blowing and sexy. I felt like I couldn't breathe anymore. Kade sat there stroking his thick cock with his long lean fingers. His head was thrown back, and his eyes were shut tightly, he was grinding his teeth and I could hear it, his whole body was shaking in response as I caught a moan in my throat. I couldn't wait any longer, I wanted him inside me. He looked so fucking sexy

He leaned back against the counter, flipping the cover open. On the first page, written in bold, uneven handwriting, were the words: “A Secret Collection of Male Confessions.” Adam let out a quiet breath, a faint smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. “Confessions?” he murmured. “What kind of confessions…” He turned the page. The handwriting inside was rougher, heavier, different from one section to the next, like multiple voices trapped in ink. Different men. Different stories. His curiosity sharpened. He kept reading.

My mouth went dry while my cunt stayed wet. My nipples had tightened to aching points. My pussy fluttered and clenched, pushing out more slick until I could feel it coating my inner thighs. I was so wet it was obscene. “Professor…” “We’re not in a lecture hall.” His voice dropped. “Call me Dade.” I looked at him...at those dark eyes, at the restrained power in every line of his body...and felt my pussy throb so hard again, it was almost painful. He turned the document toward me and tapped the page.

“Has Luca ever buried his face between your legs and made you fucking scream till your lungs give out?’ The question hit harder than it should have. No. The answer was no. Luca had never, not once in years of longing and hoping and orbiting around him, ever even saw me that way. Kade read my silence. “That’s what I thought.” His voice dropped to something dangerous. “His loss.” And then his mouth was on me. “Schlrrrp!” He sucked instantly. The sounds itself were filthy, and wet as his tongue flattened against my clit and then pointed, flicking, tracing patterns I couldn’t name because my brain had stopped working the second me made contact.

He already wanted to go inside her and fuck her senseless with his now rock-hard cock but he wanted to savor her, too. Every inch of her body makes him so fucking high that he vaguely wondered if his addiction for K was still normal. He just wanted to sex her up every single day, and Jesse knows that she wants him the same way he does. Hell, she's literally asking for it now, her perfect tits all shoved up in his pretty face. He thought that maybe they really were just freaks in the sheets, real absolute freaks. And for him as long as she's willing with the daily dose of fuck then there's absolutely nothing wrong with it. "Lie down, babe," K ordered, pushing Jesse's chest with some force. Sh

her reply blasting back pissed, us laughing our asses off as he read it aloud, "Fuck you, Jax!" Then spin to Kael, Ryker asking, "Truth, ever jacked off to mate bond fantasies?" Kael blinked, "Dude, personal, pass," drink, Jaxon hooting, "Kael's pure, saving himself!" My turn, Jaxon on me, "Dare or truth?" Dare, he said, "Let me give you a wet willy," sticking his finger in my ear gross, me shoving him off yelling, "Ew, fag!".

No one knows the quiet, glasses-wearing bookworm is actually a dripping wet slut online. But now I’m trapped in this house with the three men who star in my darkest, most forbidden fantasies. My pussy has been aching since the moment the snow started, knowing I’m alone with them. I’m in the living room trying to read when Kai walks in, shirtless, sweatpants hanging low on his hips. The deep V of his abs and the outline of his heavy cock make my thighs press together instinctively. He’s your stepbrother. Stop it. But the ache only worsens.

Kade spoke close to my ear, "Understood?" My reply was muffled by a long moan, courtesy of Alec sliding his cock through my folds. My enthusiastic nod seemed to be an answer enough, and I felt the thick head of Kade's cock brush my lips. His precum smeared over my lips, and my tongue darted out for a taste. Sweet, a little salty, and pure male.