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Note: This isn't incest. *** "You are playing with fire, doll," he warned, eyes dark and dangerous. "A very deadly fire." I looked at the chains on the bed again and pictured them clamped on my wrists, my tits and pussy in full display... Maybe deadly will do for now... *. *. *. *.* Harbouring feelings for someone older than me seems deadly especially when the said person is my uncle. Despite knowing this, the thirst for a drop from his hot-as-hell river of sexiness can't be quenched. Fantasies turned into cravings which in turn spurred the implementation of my devious plans to get him all to myself. Will this blood barrier push him away from acknowledging this mutual feeling of lust,

Warning: This book is intended for mature readers only. It contains dark, pornographic content, explicit sex scenes, BDSM themes, strong language, and age gap romance. If you enjoy extra heat, obsessive desire, and steam so intense it makes you squirm—this book is definitely for you. ******** “You’ve been teasing me for months now, little mouse. Those tight skirts. That pretty mouth. Did you really think I wouldn’t notice?” Rowan murmured against her ear. She sucked in a shaky breath. It was hard to breathe with his body pressed so close, his hardness unmistakable, his warm breath sending shivers down her neck. “Do you want to feel my dick buried in your dripping pussy?” he asked,

Pulling me even closer to him, “you’re so fucking sexy.” He moaned into my mouth and I felt my pussy throb at once, it couldn’t wait for Ivan’s cock to fill it up. With his lips not leaving mine, Ivan pulled off my top and without much problem unhooked my bra too. I also helped him pull his shirt off and now my boobs were pressing really hard on his muscular chest. He pulled my skirt up and my pussy could feel the kicking bulge in his pants. My breathing paced as his fingers explored the entirety of my being. “You’re not gonna cum until I allow you to.” —————— Being as cold and heartless as he is, all Ivanović Volkov cared about was his work and getting revenge on the one who’d

“Spread that tight little pussy for me. It’s mine tonight,” Callum growled in my ear as he slammed into me. “Yes. Claim me. Use me. Don’t stop.” A strangled moan ripped out of me. He drove so hard I could barely breathe. My nails ripped at his shoulders, desperate to hold on, when another hand yanked my hair back. My mouth fell open, and a second cock rammed into my throat. I gagged as spit streamed down my chin. A third voice cracked across me with a sharp smack to my ass, the sting making me cry out. “Good slut. Take it all. You’re nothing but our toy tonight.” Tears blurred my vision and my throat burned raw. My pussy clenched tight around Callum with every brutal drive. I ga

"Please Daddy, fuck me like your little bitch!" and that's all it takes for Desmond to slide his cock into my already wet pussy and he started to fuck me faster. I moaned softly as his cock slammed into my pussy. "Oh fuck, yes," I said as I felt my pussy tighten around his cock. "Am gonna cum Daddy," I said between shaken breaths. "Then don't let me stop you," Desmond said and with that, I exploded all over his cock but he kept thrusting and after a few thrusts, he pulled out and came all over my ass. We both collapsed on the bed breathing fast, "I need to go now Tasha, I can't keep Mary waiting," Desmond said as he stood up from the bed and began to dress. "Oh come, De

On the night of their third wedding anniversary, Amelia Hart catches her husband in another woman’s bed. By morning, she’s done begging, done bleeding for a marriage built on lies. While the powerful Hart family turns its back on her and the woman destroying her marriage flaunts her victory, Amelia makes one choice that changes everything….she asks for a divorce. But leaving her husband is far more dangerous than loving him ever was. Because the moment Amelia starts walking away, Dante Wolfe begins watching her. Cold. Untouchable. Ruthlessly powerful. A billionaire feared by everyone in the city and the one man her husband can never defeat. Dante was supposed to be her

Emelia's home from college and she's done pretending to be a good girl. The second her mother's car pulls out of the driveway for a two-hour appointment, the bratty little tease makes her move. Wearing nothing but a soaked black thong, she struts into the living room, tits bouncing, and plants herself right between her stepdad Marcus's legs. "Tick-tock, Daddy," she purrs, slowly peeling the thong down her thighs so he can see how obscenely wet her tight pussy already is. "Mom's gone for two hours... but I only need fifteen minutes to climb on that thick married cock and ride you like a desperate little slut." Marcus tries to resist. He really does. But Emelia just smirks, spreads her legs

“Fuck! Only if your dad knew how fucking bad and naughty you really are. Only if he knew I'm fucking you right now on my bed and you love it." Luca, Stacey's father's best friend said as he kept thrusting into her. Her eyes rolled back, and a shudder tore through her body at his words. “Ahhh! Ohh my goodness! Don’t say that! Ahhh fuck, it’s so dirty!” She cried, but her pussy clenched even tighter around him. "Keep fucking me harder!" He smirked, dragging his dick almost all the way out before slamming it back in, making her scream. “He thinks you are innocent. But right now, you are nothing but a slut for my dick. Look at how you spread wide on my bed, begging me to fuck you harder. Beggi

“Hands on the wall, and stick your perfect ass out for me,” Cole demands. I lean my sweaty palms against the concrete slab and step my feet apart, bracing myself, as I bend my torso until I’m at a ninety-degree angle with my ass and torso parallel to the floor. Cole lightly slaps one of my redden ass cheeks, and a flame of desire mixed with pain bursts through my body. Everyone is gathered around now, watching. “Fuck her hard, Cole!” Someone yells. “Wreck her little pussy!” “Fill the little slut up!” All the taunts and comments are making me blush with embarrassment while my pussy gets wetter. •°• What begins as a sugar baby deal soon becomes a whirlwind of rough spankings,

"Are you wet enough?" He questions with hooded eyes. I nod curtly. "Only the sound of your voice and my pussy jumps in excitement." "Good. Turn around." He orders as both hands grip my waist, flipping me around before I can argue. "Sit on it and go crazy." *** She's a liar. He's a sociopath. She's patient. He's impatient. She's kind. He's a monster. She's desperate. He's powerful. When love ignites between two worlds forced together, tragedy arises, hate becomes and resentment settles in. They fight. They struggle. They almost push through. But the blood and bones hidden in a perfectly designed cupboard are discovered and the tr