Powerone Erotica Novels & Stories

“Damon, quiet. She’s probably listening. We need to stick to the plan.” He laughed, hands already sliding under her top. “Plan can wait. I want your pussy now.” I kept the phone steady, recording every word. Behind me Zane hadn’t stopped. His fingers slipped between my legs, two pushing inside my dripping hole while his mouth found my breast, sucking hard on my nipple. I bit my lip to stay quiet, but my whole body was trembling as pleasure and rage mixed together. Damon pushed Jade toward the bed. “Strip. Let me see those tits I’ve been missing.”

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You charted a whole geography of pleasure. And him. You crafted his desire like a tool. His growing desperation, the shift from “Come here” to taking command, to the final, reverent undressing of the purple set… You let him have his power, too, but only within the arena you built. That’s the dance, isn’t it? Not a power struggle, but a power exchange. You gave him the gift of your surrender, but only after you had established, beyond any doubt, that you were the one giving it.

"All these politicians, all these contractors... they all think they're players. They have no idea what real power is." He turned, his silhouette a dark frame against the city lights. He unzipped his trousers and pulled out his cock, already half-hard. "Real power is having a beautiful, educated woman on her knees for you in a five-star hotel, ready to do whatever you want, just because you told her to." He stroked himself, his movements slow, deliberate. "Crawl to me."

“Although the erotic scenes are beautifully written, the plot is hella boring.” Theo let out a deep chuckle, leaning back on the couch. “Finally, someone that gets it. I mean, it has so much potential to be a blast, right?” “Exactly,” Nico continued to flip through the book. “Sex is cool and all but it’s boring when it happens without any plot. You know what I mean?” Theo scoffed. “You mean like these p**n videos that just get into the whole thing without any prior action.” Nico watched him quietly, the corners of his lips tilted up in a small smile. “You sound like you know your game.”

I shook my head again. "Cain doesn't love me. He would never risk his title for me. I promise you that you're wasting your time. I am nobody to him." The admission brought tears to my eyes but I refused to let them fall. Weber sighed. "Cain is the most powerful man in the world," he said. "But he's not the most powerful person in the world." I stared at him. "You're his mate," he said. "You are the most powerful person on this planet. You could snap your fingers and all that the world can offer would be yours."

He fumbles clumsily for the remote and flicks on the TV. To give him some credit, he’s only slightly startled when the porno he thought I didn’t know about starts playing. It’s definitely one of the filthier titles he owns, no high-scale production values, no artfully conceived plot, just pure fucking. A blonde woman with pneu- matic tits is getting drilled onscreen, and the devil’s threesome she signed up for has soon turned into an unstoppable, all-out gangbang.

Suddenly all was silent, Violet could hear her heart pounding so hard she couldn't tell if it was her own or Dominic's or both of theirs. Dominic licked her palm with his tongue, making her jerk her hand away in surprise. Violet was embarrassed by Dominic's lewd actions, not daring to look him in the eye. Dominic's slender fingers pierced deep inside her vagina causing her to unconsciously moan. Next was two fingers, he continuously stimulated and penetrated the vagina, making Violet extremely excited. For a long time, Violet only focused on work and taking care of her son, so she completely did not come into contact with sex and never thought about it, so this man made her feel euphoric.

The chat went wild, replaying that line: ‘Are you completely insane? Okay, I was out of tricks. I’m just a flimsy, pitiful, helpless erotica heroine. No sudden superhuman survival skills kicking in at the eleventh hour. I threw up my hands. No point fighting it anymore. “You don’t believe me? Fine. Ask him yourself later. Let’s see…” I pretended to think. “Why don’t you start with… ‘Did she kiss you yesterday?’ How about that?” Right then, the system chimed in again.

He leaned down and sucked the tight nipple into his mouth, biting just enough to make her arch while he continued slamming into her. “Look at you,” he growled, voice rough. “Out here in this tiny thing, swimming like you don’t know exactly what it does to me. My perfect little slut.” Raya’s hands scrambled against the stone. Every thrust dragged against the places inside her that he now owned completely. He reached between them and rubbed her clit in tight, almost rough circles. The dual sensation ripped a second orgasm through her harder than the first. She came with a sharp, high cry, squirting around his cock, the wetness mixing with pool water on the stone beneath them.