Romance Novels With Spanking Novels & Stories

I say. “That’s what I am thinking of.” “No. I don’t want your gentle, love-filled caresses.” He smiles, his face darkening in desire. “At least you are aware of the way I touch you.” I walk closer to him in my underwear and hang my arms around his neck. I look up at him as my need to be punished for receiving these gifts heightens. “Make love to me hard. Spank me. Make it rough. Bite me. Anything you can think of. You can even bruise my body until you draw blood. All your desires and passions–pour all of them on me.”

“Open up, slut.” She obeyed instantly, sucking him in while Tobias hammered her from behind. Drool and muffled cries mixed as she rocked between them. Darius leaned close to me, his smirk sharp. “Look at her. This is who your wife really is.” I looked. I couldn’t not. Marina’s body shook as she took both ends, spit dripping down her chin, her ass red and raw from spanking. The men switched again, each one taking his turn inside her ass. Every time one pulled out, another rolled on a condom and slid in, forcing her to stretch wider, her body jerking under them.

As he pounded into her, he whispered dirty talk into her ear, telling her how sexy she looked and cursing every time she did something that turned him on. He spanked her lightly at first, but as she begged for more, he hit her harder, leaving her skin red and tingling. Penelope was lost in a haze of desire, feeling completely taken by Liam's dominating presence. He choked her lightly, making sure not to put too much pressure on her windpipe, and left scratch marks down her back with his nails.

However, Chris had not made any moves in the few days they had been married, which made Paige on edge. Now, Chris’ revenge had begun. She could finally relax. Paige was ready to face anything Chris had in store for her. She had read her fair share of romance novels, so she knew a thing or two about how male protagonists could hurt female protagonists. Chris took his lover out in public and acted intimately with her to rub Paige’s face and insult her. It was one of a domineering CEO’s common tactics to get to his woman. However, Chris could only torment her body. He would never get to her mentally.

“Spread your arms and legs wide so you cannot move an inch. You will lie there naked and open for me, your pretty cunt dripping while I take my time deciding how to punish this body that almost left me.” Heat pools low in my belly. I shift against the pillows, ignoring the pull of the bandages. Roman continues, his thumb stroking the side of my neck. “First I will spank that perfect ass until it is red and hot under my palm. You will count every strike and thank me for it. Then I will bury my face between your thighs and eat your cunt until you are sobbing and begging to come. I will suck your clit and fuck you with my tongue, but I will not let you finish. Not yet.”

The water cascaded down my spine as he kicked my legs wider. “Fuck, look at this ass,” he groaned, spanking my right cheek hard. The wet smack rang out even over the shower. “You love when I mark you up, don’t you?” “Yes,” I whimpered, pushing back for more. “Spank me again. Please.” He obliged, raining down three hard slaps on each cheek until my skin burned and my pussy throbbed. I was dripping down my thighs now, slick mixing with the water. Enzo grabbed a condom from his pocket, rolled it on in one smooth move, then rubbed the fat head of his cock through my soaked folds.

The punishment for going rogue had begun, his touch both angry and loving as he claimed her completely on the rocky shore. Jax bent Elara over the rock, yanking her pants down as he thrust into her in one savage stroke. He fucked her hard and deep, hips slamming against her ass with punishing rhythm while his hand came down in sharp spanks that left her skin burning. “You don’t get to risk yourself like that,” he growled, biting her shoulder as he drove into her relentlessly. The rough dominant sex was full of biting and spanking, each thrust a reminder of who she belonged to.

God, why did his stern tone turn me on so much? I pictured him bending me over this desk, yanking my skirt up, and spanking me for every mistake while his fingers explored how wet I got from his dominance. “Yes sir,” I replied, biting my lip. “I’ll fix it right now.” He stood up and walked around the desk, stopping right beside my chair, I could smell his cologne and feel the heat radiating from his body. “Read it back to me after revisions. Out loud.” I swallowed hard and started reading, my voice dropping lower as I went. Every time I stumbled over a word, he corrected me with that calm authority that made my stomach flip. “Slower, Elena. Make me believe you own this material.”

My hands gripped the table’s edge, nails digging in. “I… I will ask for your permission to go anywhere.” Spank. A sob escaped, my body trembling. I knew that this spanking was going to cause bruises. Nicholas’s presence loomed, his breath warm on my neck as I felt his body hovering mine from behind making me breathe heavily. His body so close to mine that it made me feel tingles. “Good,” he murmured, his hand lingering, massaging where he’d spanked, soothing the burning pain. I let out a shaky breath and read on, each point a new humiliation: a new phone he’d provide, full disclosure of her family, friends, past relationships, sexual history, even her first kiss.

Aurora yelled and Vincenzo landed her another slap on her right ass cheek. We are just starting… I’m spanking you twenty times… I want you to count. Thwack, the sound came and she groaned. 1, she cried. He kept spanking her 2, 3, ,4,5, 6, 7, 8…… until it reach the twentieth…..her ass was already red and he smiled like a demon enjoying the softness of her ass… Learn to be a good girl for your hubby… He whispered…. He doesn’t want you to use any hairpin but you stole the hairpin in his locker.