Mine A Dark Erotic Romance Novel Aubrey Dark Novels & Stories

_______ This Book is DARK BULLY ROMANCE with themes like Revenge, bully, húmiliation, reverse harem, MMMF, MF, and dúbious cónsent. A. Gupta

I grab her. My lips melt into hers, her skin meeting mine erotically. Her body is hot everywhere I touch her. I take her flimsy skirt off first, my fingers hooking on the hook for second, hesitant, before I rip it open. The skirt tears, revealing her pretty light pink pussy. Have I mentioned how soft her skin is? “Commando?” I say softly, smiling into her eyes, and she doesn't bother with a reply. She's forceful, movements impatient. Her hand pulls my head between her legs and I'm enclosed in their warmth. The heady, sweet scent of her pussy makes me drowsy, drunk.

And then, he’s fucking me, taking both my pussy and my ass at once. The pleasure is otherworldly. The pain also hits in equal measure. Crippling darkness surrounds me on all sides. I close to shattering. Raj encompasses me on all sides. His shadows are everywhere. They tweak my nipples. Flick my clit. Bruise my inner thighs with deep, open-mouthed kisses. Raj is thrusting so fast now. He’s unhinged. His breathing falters. They grows shallow. His cocks slide in and out of me, all wet and sticky and incredibly hot.

“Ride me.” I obeyed, my hips circling with his urging, finding the rhythm he demanded. His hand gripped my waist tighter, guiding my movements. The world spun, blurring at the edges. My vision became a hazy kaleidoscope of dark and light. My chest was heaving, my breath coming in short, desperate gasps. I felt him accelerate, pushing me faster, deeper into the delicious torment. “C’mon, baby. Let go.” I did. Hard. The release was explosive, tearing through me. My first orgasm ripped through me in waves of white-hot light, overwhelming every sense. I was shaking uncontrollably, every part of me vibrating with pleasure.

My hands kneaded her ass, spreading her open so I could fuck her even deeper, until she was arching into me, crying out with every stroke. I growled against her ear, my cock driving mercilessly into her soaked cunt. “That’s mine, Snow. Every inch of you.” Her nails raked down my chest, her body shuddering around me. Her breathless cries echoed in the dark. I couldn’t stop my hips slamming up into her again and again, faster and harder until the sound of our bodies colliding drowned out everything else. My cock throbbed deep inside her, and the pressure was boiling over.

“Answer me, Rose.” “Yes.” The word hissed out of her lips, husky and warm, making me iron hard as my cock tried to get out of my pants and fuck her then and there. . . A. Gupta Check out my other books: CAGED- A Dark Billionaire Captive Romance BRIDE TO BE. TWISTED MARRIAGE - A DARK MMF Mafia Romance His Broken Princess His Steel Princess All my books are dark with anti heroes and erôtica. All books are completed!

When was the last time you ate? Me: Uh… Dane: Seriously? Me: I have a bad memory. Dane: My palm is twitching. Me: Sir! Dane: Yes? Me: Are you saying you want to… Dane: Spank you? Yes. One hundred percent. I squealed quietly, as if he could hear me if I were too loud. Everything about Dane was intense. Even when he was joking, he was intense. I’m literally an abuse victim. What the hell is wrong with me? Why do I like this? Why do I want this? This should scare me, but it doesn’t. I’ve read enough dark romance books with werewolf daddies, mafia men, and Doms to know it isn’t scary. That it can be good if done with the right person. The image of Dane Wetness pooled between my legs.

His hand didn’t touch me—but his words did. “Faster.” My fingers moved in frantic circles. “You’re close, aren’t you?” “So close—” “Don’t come yet.” I whimpered. He leaned down, his breath hot against my ear. “You’re mine, Ardyn. Say it.” “I’m yours.” “Good girl. Now come.” I shattered. It wasn’t just an orgasm—it was a flood. A breaking. A surrender. I moaned his name, body arching, thighs clenching.

I grabbed my purse and headed out the door, turning back for my book on the kitchen counter; reading books will forever be my first love. At The Tasty Place Diner I found what might be my new inspiration. He was tall, almost roughed, not too soft. I don’t know what to make of what happened. “Mr. Blackwood,” he had signed my book; who was he? He was light skinned. I usually like men a shade closer to purple. His chest was broad, too broad. Usually my men are slimmer. He had lazy eyes that looked intense just when he needed them to be. Bedroom McDreamy eyes... And he smiled like a humming bird, glorious and slick.

The night just fell making the whole room turned darker as Damon already broke the lamps but the moans of pleasure and growls of satisfaction filled the darkroom with only the proof of a big bad alpha. Damon knight claiming his only precious possession as his. But not as a possession but as his love. His first and last love. Damon fell on her sweaty body as they both ride their pleasure and came to an end. His face was dug deep inside her crook. The effect of drug turned off and his body started to get tired. But his heart still wanted to have her again and again. Moving away he stared at her face as her breathing was calmer than before. She opened her tired eyes and stared in his dark gaze