Novel & Cerita Romance Books With Spice

The dining hall was simmering with the vibrant colors of the dishes that had been served. The aroma of spices, grilled meats, and fresh herbs filled the room, making Alpha Enzo's mouth water in anticipation. He sat across from Alpha Adnan, watching as the older man enjoyed his meal with gusto. In the background was Adnan’s orchestra, playing on a universally-acknowledged chef d’oeuvre. "Your cooks are truly gifted, Adnan," Enzo said, taking a sip of his wine. Everything about the Pack felt so different and foreign even though they were both Lycans. "I have never tasted such exquisite food."

“Do you want me to tell you about my mermaid?” “First, explain why you read books when your friend is visiting.” “Because we both like reading? What kind of question is that? You read constantly. You should understand.” “I read when I’m alone.” “That’s only half the fun. She reads really filthy books about bikers and mafia bosses, and I read historical romances full of ball gowns and elaborate courtship rituals. Then we read each other the best passages.” She was getting animated now, hands moving as she talked. “So Daphne ’s contributions are like ‘Jax and Teague ripped my clothes off and we had this insane threesome and I came five times,’ and mine are full-page descriptions of flowers blo

“Fuck, Tatum. Let me come. Please.” “Not yet,” Tatum whispered against her folds. “Tell me how much you crave this rivalry. Say it.” Her voice was thick with lust. She added a third finger and sucked harder on Sloane’s clit. Emotions crashed through Sloane. She felt exposed, vulnerable, and so fucking turned on. The hatred fueled everything. “I crave it,” Sloane gasped finally. “I crave beating you. Fucking you. Hating you like this.”

It was attractive but nothing that screamed “I’m trying to seduce your dad.” I grabbed the carefully wrapped gift I’d gotten for Anna (a beautiful hardcover edition of the romance novel we’d both been obsessing over, plus a cute bookmark set) and headed downstairs just as Bruce’s car pulled up. The drive to their house was filled with light conversation, but his eyes kept flicking to me in the rearview mirror a little too often. Every time our gazes met, heat rushed through me. Anna threw the door open before I could even knock, practically tackling me in a hug.

I was left in just a garter belt, and strappy ropes that wrapped around my stomach. My husband paused in the doorway with a towel around his waist, hair damp. His eyes flicked over me once and I saw his jaw tighten. "Sloane." "Come here, baby." I purred, jiggling my obscene boobs that he loved sucking on. One time on a cruise, Roman just yanked out my tits from my tiny bikini bra and sucked on my fat nipples like a starving man. But, I wasn't ashamed. After all, it was a nude cruise, and may people were fucking out in the open.

I hope that you enjoyed the new updated story for spicing up the ranch. I have quite a few other books listed on GoodNovel if you're interested in my style of writing. Some are erotic stories such as the assistant, Swedish sugar, the alpha son needs his match, and keeping it within the family. I also have science fiction romance such as Stardust. We also have quite a few other romance styles both in the past like a timeless love. And in the present such as the dangers of dating.

Izzy whimpered. ""The red fruit jelly is your perfume, which has been impregnated in my mind since the first time I kissed you," I nibbled on her chin, penetrating her again, increasing the pace of my movements, "and the salted caramel crust is that special pinch that makes the whole thing irresistible. I felt her insides contract around my fingers, announcing her imminent orgasm, so I took her mouth in mine, swallowing her moan as she came, making me yearn to feel that extraordinary sensation in another organ.

He smiled to himself, thanked the Infernal Powers, and moved toward her, catching her sea-blue gaze. He stepped in front of her, smiling, and offered to carry the books. She looked into his intense eyes, had a brief flash of warmth, a taste of royal icing, and the instant urge to kiss him. She handed him her books, though, and they walked to her home. She found his scent intriguing, and just knew how he'd taste. Hotter than fire; spicy, like ginger and cinnamon. Sweet and creamy, like royal icing. He walked with her, imagining her touch, her taste, and thinking there was nothing whatsoever wrong with love -- especially when it was mixed with a lot of lust.

Disclaimer: This is an erotic story that contains explicit, spicy, and sexual content intended for mature audiences only. If you are under the age of 17 or uncomfortable with adult themes, we kindly advise you not to proceed. However, if you’re of legal age and enjoy such stories, then welcome—and enjoy the experience. Chapter 1