Lost Of Kinks Novels & Stories

I rolled my eyes at his compliment. "Tick-tock Prize, we've got company today, and if you perform well, I can grant you access to me again." My eyebrows creased in surprise, wondering what he was talking about. A green spot slides open; I never knew it was a hidden door. Five men walked through it stark naked. Two of them had their cocks pierced; all are blindfolded. "Now, how about you give my ninja some attention tonight, Prize?" I grew more confused. What is he gaming out? Wait, I never knew guys pierced their cocks too. Is that not painful? And I hope they aren't trying to bruise my inner walls with it?

The world around him began to spin and he thought he would collapse any minute now. “Katherine!!” **************************************************************************** When they reached the venue, it was almost crowded with business delegate from both the companies. Katherine’s eyes were blinded by the bright flashlights from the camera that she was unable to see anything around her. She held her daughter’s palm tightly and made her way on to the stage behind Rodrick.

“Is that why you won't even give Alexander a chance?” “Yes, and he’s definitely not my type.” “Well what is your type, if you don’t mind me asking?” “Well he has the tattoos and muscle already. So he’s about half way there but he needs to have a bike that’s more badass than mine, he needs to not be as cocky as he is. I like a man that has more of the you fuck with me or anyone I care about I will kill you with out a second thought. Plue I don’t do man whors.”

And emptiness was worse than death — it meant someone had taken him… or he’d chosen to disappear. My hands curled into trembling fists. He wouldn’t leave me. Not after the way he kissed me. Not after he said I was the match, the fire, the ruin he still wanted. I scanned the room again—and then I saw it. The counter. A small indent in the marble surface. And beside it… A single cufflink. Black. Silver-edged. Tattooed with the faintest letter: A My initial. My throat tightened painfully. He’d worn these once—at the hotel, in that first night that had spiraled everything out of control. I’d teased him then, joked about a man like him wearing something sentimental.

Our Secret: My Dirty Tale is a compilation of short erotic stories intended for a MATURE AUDIENCE. Please note that ALL characters in these stories are above the age of consent. I would give a trigger warning, but there are wayyy too many. What to expect? Every kink possible. Every sexual pairing possible. Leave your morals behind, grab a toy or two. God knows you'll need a helping hand 😉*wink* Happy-horny reading! Xo, Athena♡

Brandon pointed out. "So you're saying Braze has a height kink?" Win said in surprise. "We're guys." "So?" Brandon shrugged. "Kinks can be gender neutral. You like Braze and myself on our knees when we suck you. You fucked girls anally. Why can't Braze have the kinks you had with girls just because you're a guy?" "Because we're guys," Win said again. "We don't do fragile, weak, petite, and all that stuff."

Kate retorted. "How... What are we talking about me?" Cindy asked. "Cindy... No jokes anymore, Who was that guy that brought you home earlier?" Kate asked. "Oh... That?" Cindy said. "Yes, I need to help you, because I can see that you're not in your right senses," Kate answered jokingly. "He's my boss... Kate, just forget about him, the only thing that is disturbing me now is how to make cool money." Cindy said. "You better shot that mouth and use your God-given opportunity... Did you see how handsome he was, I know he would be stinkingly rich and to crown it all, he's a vibrant young guy." Kate explained and Cindy was just silent looking at her.

He felt really tensed, his hands and feet shaking like one who was about loosing his mind, leaving Rose’s house especially without accomplishing his mission was the last thing on his mind, he couldn’t believe Rose was that mean to dare call the cops on him, he sighed deeply knowing he would have been in big trouble if he didn’t use the exit as quickly as he could, not like he couldn’t over power her even with the knife in her hand but gush… it was pretty risky and either of them might end up badly injured which was the last thing on his mind, his face was covered in a deep frown while he walked up to his car, he could barely lift it as he fixed it on the floor counting his steps and mumbling

"Hello, darling. The surgery's tomorrow. Will you be able to make it, or shall I reschedule your session?" "It's alright, Grandma. I've already bought the plane tickets." The love-erasure surgery had yet to officially launch in the medical industry, and the ones presiding over Eloise's surgery were elites in the medical research world. Their time was precious, and she didn't want their trips to be wasted. Having hung up, Eloise dropped by the house she and Jonathan used to live in. It had been a while since anyone occupied the property, which explained the overgrown plants and grass in the yard.

CHAPTER 20: KISS OF REMEMBERING Scene 58: Between Life and Death Raiken’s father drove his hand into Raiken’s chest. No blood came out. Silver light did. It burst through Raiken’s back and threw me across the ravine. I hit wet stone hard enough to lose my breath. The White Tide crown rang against the ground beside me. Raiken remained on his knees. His father’s arm had vanished inside him to the wrist. The crowned shadow thrashed above them.