Mature Pov Novels & Stories

mature audiences only 18+! contains an age gap, dark romance, explicit sexual content/ scenes, crime, light BDSM, gunplay, murder/violence, etc. Some situations will not be suitable for all readers. Read at your own discretion* Deacon Another week has flown by in the blink of a fücking eye, since my last date with Myla. It feels like I haven't seen her in months, though.

Michael POV I lay on my bed in the dim light of my room, the sheets tangled around my slim legs. My twenty-year-old body felt tender and exposed, every inch of my smooth skin alive with need. I had never been with anyone, not once. Virgin nights like this left me aching, my mind spinning with fantasies of warm hands and eager mouths. My cock stood hard against my stomach, already leaking a steady bead of precum that I smeared down the shaft with slow strokes.

Michael and I had sneaked out to our secret spot, for a hot make out session, and we had agreed that we would tell the others about us that night. Then few hours later, I had gone to the market to get some meds for the triplets as they were complaining of aches, and what u came back to was my parents in a pool of blood, their body butchered the sitting room scattered and marks of claws all over the walls and cushion. It did not take me long to figure out what happened. The triplets had turned eighteen a few weeks before me and it was the full moon the night of my birthday. I waited for weeks. Hoping that they would come back soon and tell me what happened, hoping they would be with me while

Matta POV "I have someone who pleasures me so intensely that I can't stay a moment without thinking of her" He smirked. "She is such a... damn, I can't even describe her well enough. And comparing her with you? I would say you are trash compared to her" Pangs of pain after another were piercing my heart the more I heard him praising the lady he was talking about whilst belittling me. But just like I expected, those pains were making me more horny for him, how weird is that. He looked at me and what he saw made his dick throb. "But there is something about your lowly self that made me unable to forget you no matter how good she handles me and that's what I came to find out so I can know how t

Welcome to P**n Academy ~ Olivia ~ I stood outside the tall glass building, heart beating fast. The sign above the door read “P**n Academy” in bold red letters. It looked like any normal school from the outside, but I knew better. This place trained people to have sex on camera… professionally, confidently, and without shame.

Paige scoffed loudly, raising a dark eyebrow at my bold claim. "Your mom cares about country club memberships and expensive shoes, not weird underground cults," my best friend tried to reason with me. "She cares about money, and she married Damien Blackwood to secure her spot in their twisted hierarchy," I explained her selfish motives. I let out a ragged breath, blinking back the hot tears prickling the corners of my exhausted eyes. "She has been feeding me weird chemical drops in my morning tea since I was a child," I revealed the toxic secret, my hands trembling against the ceramic mug.

NOTE:warning mature content if you feel uncomfortable please skip the chapter ♧AVI POV♧ Iam so happy finally she is mine when I woke up she is still sleeping like a small kid in my arms without waking her up I went to prepare breakfast when I came upstairs she is crying I understood so I took her into my embrace she is happy now she is not even unable to stand man due to my desires now she is suffering I felt bad but when she said she likes sweet pain it made my heart happy because only she can understand me very well

He set me down gently, steadying me when my legs wobbled. "You okay?" he asked, concern evident in his voice. I nodded, not trusting myself to speak. He lowered me gently to my feet, his softening d*ck slipping out of me. The cool tile beneath my feet was a stark contrast to the heat still radiating from my body. My legs trembled still weak from the intensity of our lovemaking. "Are you okay?" he asked. I nodded, not trusting myself to speak. I was more than okay. I was... transformed.

He couldn’t blame him though, if not, he would have lashed out at him for being somewhat rude to him. The mate bond was making his son all defensive, and it was expected of him in the first place, except if she wasn’t his mate. The bond makes both individuals involved act without knowing what they are doing, especially if it involves someone talking ill about their mate. Seeing he couldn’t cope with sitting anymore, he stood up and went over to the window where he could watch the far end of the territory. He found it soothing most times to watch as the day broke, and this time was one of those times he felt he should watch what nature had to offer.

I smiled at Mary, the beautiful and happily mated vampire receptionist, my eyes communicating with hers to see how deeply fucked I was. The subtle shake of her head told me all there was to know. And that was that Mary had no idea what was about to go down. Shit. My mother had always warned me about my mouth getting me in trouble. And now here I was. Sir Max knocked solemnly on the door marked Richard Drebeille~HOA and my palms became clammy. What if I had pushed my luck too far this time? There was a subtle 'come in' from the other side of the door and I caught Sir Max's smirk and the flash of his fangs as he opened the door for me.