Modern Gothic Romance Novels Novels & Stories

When he finds the spot that makes my knees buckle, I cry out. “Ahhhh..” “There it is,” he praises. “Moan for me, baby. Let me hear how much you love it.” “Ahh….Jax….oh God—” His second finger joins the first one, scissoring carefully, stretching me open. It burns in the best way. He works me for what feels like forever in slow thrusts, curling, rubbing that spot until I’m shaking and begging. “Please.I need you inside me….please—”

Lady Morwen’s lips curled into a small smile. “Then I will do it. I do not care how dangerous it is. If this is the only way, then I will take it.” Adrian pushed his chair back and stood up. But Morwen did not smile fully, she only watched him rise with a calm expression that made Adrian’s stomach twist. “You accept too quickly,” she said. “Just like I thought.” “What do you mean?” Adrian asked. “I have seen what moves you,” Morwen said softly. “Not fear. Not power, not greed.” She stood up too. “You move when it is about him.”

“This isn’t a romance novel, Lila. It’s my life. And I don’t want sparks with him. I want him to leave me alone.” But deep down, a small, traitorous part of her wasn’t so sure. Meanwhile, Damien stared out at the skyline from his office, a glass of scotch in hand though the sun was barely past noon. Grace Monroe was dangerous not because she could ruin him, but because she could distract him. And Damien Blackwood didn’t allow distractions. Yet for the first time in years, he didn’t feel like a man in control. He felt like a man on the edge of something he couldn’t quite name.

Jace grunted, his hands gripping my hips as he thrust his cock into my pussy faster and harder, each thrust more urgent than the last. I could feel his cock swelling inside me, his rhythm raw and animalistic. His eyes glowed with a faint golden light, and I realized his wolf was taking over. He hit that sweet spot inside me again and again, and I rolled my eyes back, my body moving instinctively, rising and falling with each thrust. Jace wrapped one arm around my back, holding me tight against him as he leaned up slightly, his other hand tangling in my hair while he claimed my lips in a fierce, hungry kiss.

She was wild with passion as if it was the beginning of their lovemaking instead of after an easy two hours of it. Realizing that she was the only one receiving pleasure, she moved into a position where he could continue pleasuring her, but she could also pleasure him with her mouth. The sensation felt soothingly erotic as she stumbled and explored over what to do. At one point it felt so all-consuming good that his hands lost their rhythm, for which she chuckled and gave a low, erotic moan. This was all too good. He knew then and there that, if he was to be able to keep up with his little vampire, he’d better become one himself. ****

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.

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The Nouveau-Riche Romance Chapter twenty-nine The brightness of the day filtered into the room. Illuminating it with its soft glow. The illumination was just enough to rouse Joan from sleep. Her body felt relaxed, she felt mellow really. It felt like she was coming down from a drug high. No, it was a sex high. Sex? Sex... Joan abruptly opens her eyes as she remembered the events of the previous night. She had sex with Asher. Now that she thought about it it was a crazy night and she wouldn't believe it if she hadn't experienced it.

He kissed the sensitive skin there and I closed my eyes, savoring the pleasure that pulsed through my core. “Please,” I pleaded, not knowing what I was even asking for. “Please what?” Mitch's voice was silk wrapped in steel. He drove deeper and harder. “Tell us what you want. You know we are here to fulfill your darkest desires.” With them, I suddenly forgot it was snowing outside. Because I was hot and everything inside me was on fire. “More,” I begged, turning sideways to see how Mitch was fucking me. “Harder. Don't stop.”