Novel & Cerita Lesbian Romance Novels About Forbidden Love

I could feel my heart beat faster than usual when I felt his finger inside me. "Just say you want me back Lillian...and I'll willingly risk everything again...take me back please," He sounded desperate. Pain crossed his eyes as he looked at me. This is wrong. We can't repeat the same mistake. We shouldn't let ourselves get burned by forbidden love...we already know how it ends. With all my strength I pushed him away. Tears fell from my eyes as I looked at him. I want to be selfish and claim him again but my conscience can't take that.

Damien roared and followed, pumping rope after rope of cum so deep she felt it in her womb. He collapsed over her, still buried inside, and kissed the tears from her cheeks. His hand slid down to cup her cum-filled pussy possessively as they drifted off. “Mine,” he whispered into her hair. Isabella closed her eyes, chest tight with something far more dangerous than hate.

The wet, obscene sounds of my throat working around him filled the living room, mixing with the thunder outside. Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes from the intensity, but I didn’t pull away. I loved it. The roughness, the way he used my mouth, the slight burn in my scalp from his grip — it fed the deep, aching hunger inside me that rehab had tried so hard to suppress. Every thrust sent sparks of pleasure straight to my core. My pussy was dripping onto the carpet beneath me. “Fuck, your mouth is incredible,” Isaac groaned, his hips thrusting up to meet my lips. “So warm… so wet. Look at you taking every inch like a good girl. Your sister could never suck cock like this.”

"You have a fire in your soul, Celess. A passion for life that I find... intoxicating. I wanted to share that with you." Celess felt her heart racing in her chest. She had always been drawn to danger, but this was different. This was the ultimate forbidden romance, and she didn't know if she was ready for it. But as she looked into Steve's dark eyes, she felt a sense of calm wash over her. She didn't know what the future held, but she knew that she wanted to spend it with him. Without a word, she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Steve's neck, pressing her lips to his in a fierce, passionate kiss. As they kissed, she felt like she was finally home.

I leaned back against the smooth, cool marble edge while my hand slid between my legs almost immediately, fingers parting my swollen folds as I let out a shaky breath. I was still soaked, a humiliating mix of my own arousal and Richard’s pathetic load. I opened the hidden browser on my phone, the one I kept password-protected, and went straight to my favorite BDSM site. My fingers trembled with need as I typed in the search bar: “dominant muscular man ruins married woman.” The video loaded. It was exactly what I needed tonight.

One night, while out on a solo hunt, Freya met Aiden, a strong and handsome werewolf from a neighboring pack. Aiden was intrigued by Freya's independence and strength, and he was drawn to her wild spirit. They quickly fell in love, and they started a passionate romance that would change Freya's life forever. Freya was equally smitten with Aiden, and they quickly hit it off. They spent the whole night talking and getting to know each other, and they felt a strong connection that neither of them had ever experienced before.

I loved her stubbornness. It was slowly breaking me though knowing that I couldn’t give her what she needed, what was expected of her. Her father wanted her to meet her mate and then expected her to go on and reproduce, making little wolf cubs to join the pack. This was physically impossible for us to do. Vampires and werewolves, not that it had ever been attempted, couldn’t reproduce together. I was beginning to simply hate our bond, I could never hate Isabella but why would the moon goddess do this to us?

My pussy and ass were throbbing and leaking, but I felt happier than I had in years. “But Jamie…” Lena said quietly, kissing my forehead, “this can’t be a one-time thing. I’m going to keep fucking you. Even if it means sneaking around behind my sister’s back.” I looked up at her, heart racing. “I don’t want it to be one time either,” I admitted. Lena smiled wickedly and slid her hand between my legs again, gently rubbing my oversensitive clit. “Good. Because I’m far from finished with you tonight…”

“So what changed?” Professor Hawkes smiles faintly. “Power.” Of course. “Some witches began experimenting with dark magic,” she explains. “Magic that could control wolves.” The classroom grows quiet. “That betrayal started the Great Divide between wolves and witches that still exists today.” I feel a strange chill run through my body. Something about that story feels… unfinished. Before I can think more about it, the loud ring of the bell echoes through the hallway. Students immediately start packing their bags. Professor Hawkes sighs.

I wanted the floor to swallow me. Lucas slipped one finger inside me slow, deep while continuing the conversation about centerpieces. My thighs trembled. I bit the inside of my cheek to stay silent, pretending to study my notebook. The same notebook that now held vows filthier than anything Victoria could imagine. “Read the next one quietly,” Lucas murmured when Victoria excused herself to take a quick call from her assistant. His breath was warm against my ear, finger still moving lazily inside me. “Under the table. Now.”