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“Taste it. Taste what you did. What we did.” He forced his fingers past her lips. The flavor was complex—her own tang, the bitter salt of other men, the unmistakable musk of raw sex. She sucked on them, her eyes rolling back, a fresh wave of shameful arousal drowning her anger. Satisfied, he unzipped his jeans. His thick cock, already fully hard, sprang free. He rubbed the head through the soaked, sensitive folds of her pussy, gathering the mixed fluids. “This is what you do to me,” he hissed. “You make me a fucking animal. You make me want to share you and then reclaim you.”

Stopping for a moment, I bite the corner of my mouth, pouting my lips as I scrutinize the rest of the words. Zeath intentionally handed me this book. I mean, we’re both adults. But did he know the content before giving it to me. And I didn’t check it either. It’s a fucking erotic book! “You read this?” I ask. I’m not surprised that he did, though. It just feels a bit odd since I’ve never seen him read a novel before. Talk more of erotic. He was more into newspapers—or I just didn’t look close enough to notice. “Yeah. It’s a kink series, actually.” Kink?? “Dark romance. I enjoy reading dark romance.”

I cling to him like that’ll keep me from dissolving into the ether. “Good girl,” he growls repeatedly. “So fucking beautiful when you take my cock…” If I didn’t have a praise kink before, I do now. It’s one thing to be desired as a physical object—it’s another thing entirely to feel like he’d fuck my soul if he could. And who’s to say he isn’t? Judging by the way he’s groaning, he’s in me deeper than he’s ever been in anyone before.

He groaned beneath me, his hands sliding down to grip my hips, guiding my movements and lifting me up only to pull me right back down onto his hard cock. The sensation of him inside me while he pinched and squeezed my chest sent blinding sparks of pleasure straight to my core. "Faster, little princess," he gritted out, his teeth bared as his chest rose and fell fast under my palms. I leaned forward, resting my forehead against his as I moved faster and faster, completely lost in the rhythm. "I'm close... I can't..." I gasped, my voice barely recognizable. "Not yet," he growled. He gripped my waist tight, flipping me back onto my back once more. He hooked my legs over his shoulders, opening m

When I was done, I headed for my office, shutting the door behind me. Walking to my desk, my hands shook as I pulled the bottom drawer open. In it, several worn paperbacks of my secret stash were laid out. With titles like- CLAIMED BY THE PACK, BRED BY THE BEAST AND TAKEN WITHOUT MERCY. I grabbed Taken Without Mercy, the cover showcasing a naked curvy woman with a fucked out pussy, big tits and two guys by her side with huge mighty cocks. I slid onto my chair, the urge to resist failing me. It's being months and I told myself I'd stop, but the ache in me needed to be satisfied.

Hello, once again dear readers! This book is the second in the Solstice Tribrid series, so if you haven’t read Ice Princess: The Winter Solstice Tribrid please read it before starting this book. This book, like my others, will explore a BDSM dynamic between the main characters. In my world we don't "yuck" someone else's "yum". If kink/BDSM isn't your thing, then you may not want to read. This book will contain triggers such as:

After the fire incident I haven't seen Chance much and I miss him and I hate to admit it but he has turned me into a sex addict or maybe I just crave his touch all over my body and him talking dirty to me secretly turns me on the way he whispers into my ears nibbling them in the process... 'Oh my gosh!' I whisper yell at myself I need to stop thinking about sex. Currently I'm just reading this great book and you can just imagine the type of book it is hehe what can I say I'm passionate about my kinks.

Dark Temptations – Men who don’t just touch… they claim. Pleasure & Power – Games where surrender is as dangerous as resistance. BDSM & Forbidden Kinks – Chains, blindfolds, rules… and the wicked thrill of breaking them. Primal Possession – Being chased, caught, and taken until you can’t breathe without wanting more. Obsession That Burns – Love that feels like fire, beautiful, consuming, impossible to escape. This is not for the faint or the shy. It will touch you in places no one else dares, leave you burning, and keep you wanting long after the last page.

"Are you telling me he's read those books himself? And tried psychoanalyzing their literary merit to boot?" I fidgeted uncomfortably, unsure how to respond. Chris defending the controversial themes examined through Kemple's erotic medium to such lascivious depths had been... surprising, to say the least. Just remembering the impassioned glint smoldering in those hazel depths as he intellectualized about feminine sexuality and empowerment had me shifting restlessly where I stood. "I-I'm not entirely certain," I hedged, recalling my own stupefied reaction back at the bookstore. "He mentioned that the books were considered revolutionary in certain circles for their... frank depictions of female

Some KINKS include: praise/size kink, degradation, brat kink, impact play, denied orgasm, forced orgasm, overstimulation, choking, filming of sexual acts, voyeurism, feet fetish, golden shower, exhibitionism, temperature play, BDSM. Some of the TROPES included: Fake-dating, Childhood friends-to-lovers, Enemies-to-lovers, teammates-to-lovers, Duty-vs-desire, and age-gap. + READERS' DISCRETION/WARNING: This is a work of fiction and not a guide to BDSM. Readers must understand the difference. I do not claim to be an expert in BDSM. All parties interested in the kinks mentioned here must conduct their own due diligence and not blindly follow everything written here.