Lawless Love Novels & Stories

“Dripping down your thighs for me like a needy little whore,huh?" Before I could answer, his palm came down again — harder. The loud smack echoed as my ass rippled under the impact. "Yes..yes .I am so fucking wet for you!" I moaned loudly, the hot burn blooming across my cheek and sending another rush of wetness between my legs. Each spank made my clit throb and my pussy clench with sharp, aching need. “Shit… what the fuck were you thinking?” Mateo cursed, his hand sliding lower. “This is so fucking wrong. Your mom and my dad are getting married next month. We’re about to be siblings, Laila.”

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“I don’t belong to you.” He didn’t argue. He didn’t raise his voice. “Rule two,” he said instead. “You do not give another man hope.” Her chest tightened painfully. “Maxwell hasn’t—” “He doesn’t need to,” Lawson cut in. “Men like him think kindness earns loyalty. They mistake compassion for invitation.” “And men like you mistake ownership for love,” she shot back. His eyes darkened, but his voice remained level. “Love is irrelevant.” He reached past her and closed the bedroom door, the click echoing loudly in the sudden silence.

~~~ Allaya ~~~ ** “I’m so scared, we shouldn’t have, we shouldn’t have broken the law, we shouldn’t have loved each other. It was forbidden, it was forbidden and we ignored it, we ignored the risks and now we’re going to pay the price!” Her voice is breaking, her body is shivering from head to toe.

She brings her arms around my neck while I snake my arms around her waist pulling her even closer to me. "I want you" she say standing on her tones bring her closer to my lips. "What about me do you want?" I ask making our lips touch. "I want your d-dick" she says against my lips. "Then take it" I say and connect our lips. The kiss is filled with hunger. It's not passion that drives the kiss it's pure lust. A need for satisfaction and desire. Our lips move in sync with one another. I move my hands down her curvy body to her plump ass, grabbing onto it and lifting her onto the counter top without braking the kiss.

It's not just money talk here, it's also loyalty, obeying the rules, Leo's rules and mine, it's to know your place and stay there. When we were young, our parents, they all taught us the difference between right and wrong, between what to do, and what not to do, and it's the same thing around here. Do obey, do be loyal, do your job, do report back to me. Don't step out of line, don't talk back, don't disobey, and the number one rule, the golden rule, do not look at Hazel, do not talk to Hazel, do not touch Hazel. She's beautiful, intoxicating, sexy, filled with life, but she is never to cross the line to our dark side, never to be touched by our hands, never to be looked at by our eyes, she'

he whispered close to my ear. “Again?” I asked, still breathless. He pressed a small remote in his hand, and with a soft mechanical hum, a sleek, brand-new BMW X1 rolled into view across the lawn. Its deep midnight-blue paint shimmered under the fairy lights. “It’s yours,” he said, his eyes glowing with happiness. Tears betrayed me first, slipping quietly down my cheeks. “Are you—” I started, but he hushed me gently, pressing his lips softly on mine.

Her rage was written in every rigid line of her body as Kane’s hands explored another woman’s curves with proprietary skill. The brunette kissed him then—all tongues and teeth and desperate need. Kane’s fist twisted in her hair, controlling the angle, the depth, and I found myself wondering what those scarred hands would feel like fisted in my curls, what that mouth would taste like against mine. The thought horrified me. This man represented everything wrong with the world—lawlessness, violence, the belief that power made right. He treated women like entertainment, commanded through intimidation, lived outside every rule that held society together.

She's my mate and my slave and I would do to her as I wish. After the death of Martha, Allison ran out of the house. That little witch couldn't wait for me to kill her, she had always been a problem. I knew what was coming next and I was ready for it. Just Ike I was expecting, the alpha summoned me and I had to face the council. The alpha of Midnight pack and its council were very strict. They kept repeating that it was against the werewolf rule for a mate to assault the other. But I didn't care about their rules. Where was that rule when another wolf took my place in Martha's life? Where was that rule when she took in for him and bore a child? I was full of rage and I didn't care what was c

by her ruthless billionaire. Love, Blaq.