Mech Touch Novels & Stories

"Is that pussy still aching for me?" Roman breathed, his thumb tracing dangerously close without landing. "Two years of being ignored and one touch from me has you soaking through your pretty little underwear." "I hate you," I whispered, even as my hips chased his hand. "No you don't." His eyes locked on mine, dark and certain. "You hate that your husband never once made you feel this way. You hate that it's his brother who knows exactly how to ruin you." He was right and I hated him for it. ********** It shouldn't have been Roman touching me, consuming me and making me scream things I couldn't take back. He was reckless, unapologetic and completely wrong for me. He was also my husband's brother. Yet one look from him dismantled two years of careful composure. One touch and every reason to stop dissolved into nothing. I should have walked away the night he found me on that couch. Instead I said yes. And Roman Clarke never stopped collecting on that answer. This is not your normal spicy, I am here to remind you that some cravings are worth every consequence.

I discovered two things after being diagnosed with a brain tumor. I was first on what appeared to be a fake marriage certificate with Julian Fitzgerald. I had raised my son for six years, and he was already aware of it. In fact, he wanted his mother to be someone else. It was then that I realised my life was just a hoax. Seven years of not being in touch with my family, keeping myself solitary and making sacrifices but it was all just plain cruel. So, I did three things. The husband and son who had betrayed me, I went missing. In preparation for our seventh wedding anniversary, I called off the romantic dinner reservation made a month ago. Besides my participation in several health-related group discussions, I also left my son's kindergarten parent groups. These groups were all designed to improve the well-being of my husband and son. My second action was to contact my physician and request a stress evaluation. I requested a special prescription to prevent any complications that might arise during my international travel. The third person I contacted was my older sister, whom she had not been in touch with for seven years. My words were, "To marry in a place where I don't belong to my family is just miserable."

They say when you wake with the woman you love in your arms it feels like the whole world has been set right. I have to agree, except once reality kicks in you feel like you just been mind fucked......... "Please what? Tell me you want me to fuck you!" He demanded. His finger slid halfway in my wet heat as his thumb rubbed perfectly over my clit. His touch was throwing my body into an erratic mess of pleasure, but the slow torture was making me lose control. He chuckled watching my body squirm under him. I took a deep breath then let everything go. "Please, fuck me." "That's my girl." He taunted removing his fingers "Christian!" I gave him a look that I would cut off his dick. This boy loved teasing me and it really pissed me off. "Relax kitten. I never break my promises." He pulled me up and slid my dress off. I became instantly aware of us both practically naked in front of each other. My legs tried closing shut and my arms came to my chest. "Oh, it's too late for that little girl. Your body is mine now." His knees moved my thighs further apart and he took both my wrists in one hand pinning them above me. His mouth sucked on my breasts then his other hand untied my bathing suit bottom slowly peeling away the last piece of fabric covering my body. "Fucking perfect." His hand grabbed one of mine sliding it down my body making me touch myself until he reached the one part of my body, I needed him to touch the most. He guided my finger with his inside my walls making my back arch. "You feel how soft your pussy is? It drives me insane."

A year ago, Cecilia had met her mate at the funeral of her father and three brothers. He was Vahn Bollen, the Alpha of the Thorn Pack. A year later, Vahn returned from the battlefield, announcing he would marry another woman. "You can continue as Luna, but I'll be marrying Freeda. Once you're pregnant with my cub, I won't touch you again," he said. "I would never accept such a shameless request," Cecilia replied.

"I don't like a fresh stake," My husband said while making love with his secretary in front of me, I married him for the sake of our company but he never dare to touch me, because I'm V, and that the thing disgusts him, I run to a club because of jealousy but after I wake up, the most famous perverted and playboy businessman is naked in the same bed with me, "What the hell have I done?" I said while looking at my body.

The woman in Eden's arms should have been me — but I died on the marking ceremony night. The life that I had planned properly since childhood was ripped away without mercy. My supposed mate and twin sister danced around in glee, looking very happy. If only they knew I was standing before them right now as a ghost — watching every smile, every touch, every stolen moment. Quietly waiting to watch them fall from their high pedestal.

She survived the poison that killed her family. She built an empire on the bones of men who hurt her. She swore no man would ever touch her heart again. Then her uncle sent the same boy who poisoned her fifteen years ago… …this time to seduce her, break her, and finish the job. He was supposed to kill the Alpha Queen. Instead, he woke the only thing that can save her—or destroy them both.

When my mom told me that her ex-best friend's son was going to be staying with us, I wasn't exactly expecting a 6'2 all muscle and tattooed godlike guy who looked like every girl's dream. Turns out, he was now my nightmare. Warning! Will contain mature scenes! This is a spinoff of the book TOUCH ME WHILE I TASTE YOU. I recommend reading it first as this book will have spoilers!

"ohh myyy! just a taste of him will satisfy me to the core. I saw him early that morning, dressed up in some touch of casual and elegant and he's been on my mind ever since. 'Hey Damon, I'll be here thinking about everything I'm supposed to be doing with you.' " This novel is about a young girl who is obsessed about her boyfriend's dad. She wanted him so bad that she started having wet dreams about him.

In the shadowed alleys of Ravenwood, Celeste Osborne finds herself irresistibly drawn to the enigmatic and dangerously alluring Lucian Bathory. Hired as an au pair for the mysterious Bathory family, Celeste quickly discovers that Lucian is no ordinary man—he’s a centuries-old vampire with a thirst for blood and a hunger that goes far beyond the physical. As Celeste is pulled deeper into Lucian’s dark world, the boundaries between fear and desire begin to blur. Her days are filled with tension, but it’s in the secret hours of the night that their passions ignite. Lucian’s touch awakens something wild within her, something she never knew existed, but it comes at a price. His world is one of power, danger, and ancient rivalries, and loving him means embracing a darkness that could consume her whole. As their forbidden romance intensifies, Celeste must decide if she’s willing to surrender to the seductive pull of Lucian’s world, where every kiss could be her last and every touch could bind her to him for eternity. In this tale of love, lust, and immortality, Celeste will learn that some desires are worth risking everything—even her soul. "Crimson Shadows: Forbidden Thirst" is Book I of the Crimson Shadows series. It is a dark and passionate story where love and danger entwine, pushing the boundaries of what it means to surrender to desire.