Mature Taboo Novels & Stories

Compared to me and him having sex while drunk, this made me feel much more embarrassed because we were both sober. If he used that to make fun of me, I wouldn't know where to hide my face even though for the past three years, I've been trying to thicken my facial skin a lot. But why didn't I close the bathroom door then? Why am I jumping in the tub with him? “Damn Brian. The opportunistic man. I'm going crazy.” After trying to take a deep breath, I quickly regained my composure and bravely lifted my leg, going straight to the terrace to get my clothes down to the fold.

I frowned, I was getting scared. He gripped my hands.. “ Please, what are you talking about I don’t understand you?” I cried, when he mentioned about killing, I had started getting seriously scared. “ I saw you few hours ago. I saw the males crowding and fighting over you. It means you are not a normal wolf like us. You are a Taboo,’’ his hands were clenching tightly together. “All sigma wolves are taboo and abomination to this pack!” he lashed out. “ S-sigma?” I stuttered, feeling my heart about breaking into pieces..

Lila’s eyes widened in shock. Her hand was still inside her soaked shorts, fingers covered in her own wetness. She froze against the wall, heart pounding hard in her chest. He towered over her, inked knuckles flexing at his sides. Sweat still ran down his muscular chest. His voice came out low and dangerous. “I know exactly what you’ve been watching, little girl. Every filthy video. Every time you touch that pretty pussy thinking about me.” Lila’s face burned hot with shame, but her body betrayed her. Her nipples stayed hard against her tank top. Fresh wetness leaked out of her and soaked her shorts even more. She couldn’t look away from him.

I trailed off, struggling to find the right words. Marco tried to get the envelope from me, but I gently pushed his hand back and continued. "We always had sex and…and it was without protection. Well, my momma had always been saying…she had always been saying…she was always saying…she always said...." I was in an endless loop, the words just repeating in my head, before I felt Marco rubbing my shoulders and kissing my head lightly.

⚠️ Author’s Note – Mature Content Warning ⚠️ Hey, lovely readers! Just a quick heads-up — this chapter contains explicit sexual scenes that are intense and may not be suitable for all audiences. Please read with caution if you're sensitive to dark, mature themes. Also, I’ll be honest — I'm still learning how to write erotic scenes, so this might not be perfect, but I poured my effort into it and truly hope it delivers the heat and emotion you're craving. 🖤

I wanted to pull my leg back but Mateo’s hand shot under the table, gripping my ankle in a bruising hold, pinning my foot to press tight against his pulsing erection. His eyes burned into mine, dark with raw lust and something dangerously close to possession. What a pervert. I tilted my head, lips parting on a soft, shaky exhale. Then I flexed my toes slowly, dragging stroke up the entire thick length of him. A low, involuntary groan tore from his throat. "Fuckkkk.." He tried to disguise it as a cough, but it came out rough, ragged, and far too sexual. Mom’s head snapped toward him.

She casually drops the bra on the floor, still focusing out the window. '"Taboo?' Really? Where the fuck did you find that word? Incest, Father. We are talking about incest. Having sex with your family." I shift in my chair. Maybe I'm too careful, but I need a clear sign. "Which is also illegal, and for very good reasons."

Scott grabbed my breast and bit down on my nipples. “Ohh… fucking God.....just like that.” A moan escaped from my lips as he gritted my nipple within his teeth. This was fucking worth it. Every touch seemed to blur together until I could no longer tell where one feeling ended and the next began. “Time to show you who you truly belong to,” Damien said. He tapped his cock at the entrance of my vagina, I shivered as he worked his cock up and down my wetness. “Dammit…” I moaned as I felt his hard meat beat my dripping pussy.

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My lips were parted but my words were gone. He leaned in just enough for me to feel the heat of his breath against my wetness. “Answer me.” I shook my head, wide-eyed, drunk on lust. “No,” I finally whispered. He tilted his head slightly, like he wasn’t satisfied. “No what?” “No one else could,” I said. “No one else would know how. They’d ruin it. Not the way you would.” He smiled. “They’d panic the second they saw you like this,” he murmured. “They’d come in their fucking pants before they even touched you. You think any soft little boy could look at this perfect virgin pussy and know how to own it? How to break it in properly?”