Novel & Cerita Polyamorous Romance Books

A mess. My cock’s finally getting what it’s been crying out for—grinding against his rock-hard abs as we move together like animals in heat. It's filthy. It’s desperate. It’s somehow still romantic. Burns so good, I might actually cry about it later. Do I feel loved? Absolutely. More than loved. Vital. Do I love him? There’s more to it than that. I choose him.

He pulled her back and pushed her to the wall, pulling her leg up to his waist before filling her again with his huge load. She was so full. She had her fourth, fifth and sixth orgasm but Hunter was still ready to continue. She wanted to fall out of consciousness but even she was hungry of his orgasm. She wanted to feel it again. Pouring inside her, filling her. They made out on the bed, on the floor, on the table and at the sofa. At the bathtub, at the shower. Heck, she even pulled him towards her office. "Fuck! I'm cumming, Charylle! I'm cumming."

With a final, deep plunge, he came, groaning against her skin as hot ropes of cum flooded her pussy, spilling deep into her core. Lena shattered around him, her orgasm ripping through her in shuddering waves, milking every drop from him. They lay tangled together, breaths mingling, the aftershocks still pulsing between them. Jason's cock softened inside her, but the heat lingered, promising more forbidden nights ahead because once you've tasted the devil's kiss, nothing else will quench your thirst.

Soon sleep came over my body and I fell in it but what astonished me was I never thought that I will ever hold someone in my arms or will ever get this much peaceful sleep. Author Pov. Damon always wanted to get married but in his life love. Affection or romance these kinds of emotions never came. He not even for once thought of falling for someone. Because for him love is useless. It's not like he has some past terrible issues but instead, he had seen relationships crumbling up like it's nothing but a mare lust. He wanted a wife not to have an affectionate relationship or romantic love story no he only wanted a woman to have an heir. And he was sure that women will never ask him for somethi

“Says the Alpha who gave his Luna oral sex in dream land.” “That would actually a very interesting story plot.” “Exactly why we should be doing more adventurous things while fucking…to spice up our lives and make good story plots.” “Hmm.” “Yeah, you mentioned one time that Everlery likes writing…she can write erotica stories with what we do and who knows? We might be the inspiration to a bestseller book.”

“But right now, before you go out into the world, we need to spend some time reminding you exactly who your body belongs to.” The intense emotional argument shifted instantly into a wave of hot, consuming passion. They lifted my body effortlessly off the floor and carried me over to the large leather couch in the corner of the library. They stripped the clothes from my body with frantic, impatient hands, their eyes devouring my bare skin in the dim light of the room. They took turns tasting every single inch of me. Alexander lowered his head between my thighs, his hot tongue licking my wet pussy with long, expert strokes, while Damien captured my breasts, sucking on my nipples until I was wr

Eli whispered, voice low, teasing yet tender, “we’ve been through chaos, danger… and still, we find time for each other.” Damian smiled, brushing a kiss across Eli’s lips. “Because without this… without you… nothing else matters. The tower, the city, even survival… all secondary to us. Together.” They moved to their apartment, the city lights fading behind them. There, away from the streets, Damian and Eli explored the depth of their connection, both physical and emotional. Tenderness, desire, and trust intertwined as they reaffirmed their bond. Damian’s tower energy pulsed gently, responsive but restrained, allowing human intimacy to take precedence.

he interrupted. “Stop following me Jax,” I commanded establishing my authority changing the conversation because at the end of the day he was just a massive fan of mine. “No, I want recommendations on books, preferably the slow burns with two people trying to fight their connection when they were soulmates from the moment they met but they were blind.” I know what he was doing. He was trying to describe our romance but ours was a tragedy, not a romance in my books anyway. I huffed annoyed and played his game, by saying “I would recommend Birthday Girl by Penelo-“

Her feet were crossed behind her, moving from side to side as the rest of her body moved to whatever tune was playing in her mind. I found myself constantly distracted by her movements. The emails were going unanswered while she was reading one of those sex books she’d found in one of the rooms. One of my wolves enjoyed some kinky books, which I didn’t have a problem with Emma reading. Anything that got my woman hot and horny was only a benefit to me. Ethan's POV:::

No foreplay was required in this ecstatic world of perfection, and penetration was effected in a single snag-free glide. Tumbling back to reality, and almost falling off his stool in the process, Elliot sighed with regret. He really loved the ‘hotel room’ fantasy, although he had to admit it wasn’t entirely all his own work. The protagonists - Diamanda and himself — were his choice of course, but the scenario, the setting and the nitty-gritty of the bedroom action came straight from one of the lady’s own stories, The Spider's Web, which was all about a beautiful, sexually voracious woman who picked up young men in bars and lured them to hotel rooms to fuck them.