Romance Or Erotica With Kidnapping Novels & Stories

– She spoke in a high-pitched, shrill voice that hurt the ears. - Do you understand that this is kidnapping? – I asked, not believing how clueless she was. – The penalty for this is quite high. Besides, you used the boy to dissuade Mr. Mellendez from marrying you. – I looked at Bonfim with doubt, making him laugh. – I don't even know if this is extortion through kidnapping or if it's blackmail. - Alessandro is mine! – The crazy woman shouted. – If it weren't for that Catarina who got between us, we would already be married.

I remember how good he felt and how I hated it when the dream was over, I was left wanting more. “Not God, Dara.” He bends down, his forked tongue grazing across the shell of my ear. “Your devil.”The headboard slams into the wall and I lift my hands to grab the edge, to try to silence it so my neighbours don’t hear. Rafe growls and pins my wrists above my head. “Let them hear. I want everyone to hear how I’m claiming you. How I’m fucking you. How I’m going to make you scream. How I’ll make you beg.” He lowers his voice, licking the fresh bite on my neck. “How I’ll take you so hard, so rough, you’ll beg me to stop.” He slams into me just as his tentacle suctions to my clit while the other sli

Eric could not believe what he was looking at right now. It looked like he was in a fantasy world, the land filled with the most awesome melody that no one would ever believe existed in the normal human world. He relaxed back in his seat gazing deeply at the young little girl straddling him hard with evident lust on her face as she tried to rip off his pants. He blinked his eyes trying to figure out if it was in a dream or not. The girl before him was nasty and so bold. This is not the Jenna he knew before. She was a beast now. She was uncontrollable. She was not herself anymore. She was vicious.

Well sexual or nonsexual at the end of the day I was still kidnapped and strapped here against my will. My face paled as I thought about it more. Me acting like a toddler. My face morphed from an angry glare into a disgusting expression. I had to stop this at all costs. "Well, that doesn't make it any better and do not think I'm ignorant. I know what it means and I also know that with that kind of relationships consent is very important and right now nothing of that is happening here between us. I will not partake in your sick fantasy. I don't like it so get me out of here!" I was angry, no furious. First, they kidnap me, then they restrain me and to top it all they will force a kind of life

I'm too ruined to care about what he might do to me in this room away from the eyes of the living. My mind numbs with desire as I look at his eyes burning, flashing with hunger and unrivaled need. My body hums with a strange overpowering buzz I know he will sate. "Sarkhan." I breathe with intention. It comes from the note, reserved for the scandalous of lovers. My chest expands as I see his features tighten with a similar spar of will. He has to lose for me to win. I arch further, my body an open invitation to him.

His choice was set on love, which meant Kathrine would be that something and again he tried to pursue, but she refused. Instead of jealousy, rage filled him and eventually, that rage consumed him and turned him into someone he wasn't. He slaughtered his best friend and bathed in his blood as if it was water and then he kidnapped the poor woman after building a house that could be mistaken for a damn prison cell. She would be his, his forever and by locking her up in that house, he considered his claim sealed. Every time she'd mention Vince, he'd beat her and every time she'd try to escape, the dungeon and all his toys awaited her. She became a keeper of many bruises, both physically and ment

“We have to be quick before they come for us.” He pulled away and gently pushed me back until I was laying on the table with my legs spread open for him. I watched as his eyes scanned my body then settled on my face. I could see how dark his face had gotten from lust. His eyes were darker, filled with dangerous passion and lust, which drove me crazy and wetter for him. “Look at you… Your legs spread for me… You really want me to fuck you, hm?” “Yes, please.” He smirked. “Oh, I will, baby.”

A slow, filthy drag of his tongue from her entrance to her clit—warm, deliberate. “Fuck,” I gasped, hips jerking against the ribbon. He groaned into me, low and rough, and the sound sent a jolt straight through my clit. His tongue circled, flicked, pressed. My thighs shook, breath catching as he teased the edge of orgasm with maddening ease. But then I felt her. A second body moved—softer, smoother, sin made flesh. Her scent—jasmine and wine—clouded my senses. She leaned down and kissed me—soft lips, full and demanding, tasting of wine and something darker. Her tongue slid into my mouth and I melted beneath her, moaning against her kiss as his tongue never stopped working below.She kissed w

And then I took the paper I put on the working table a while ago. I raised it in front of him and even though he was right, kidnapping him is a very desperate move. I got a more desperate proposal for him in the line. "You just have to sign this marriage contract so we can be married. Then I can get my inheritance and my problem will be sold, then we'll release you." "What's in it for me? I can't get anything in return so why should I allow what you want to happen?" He teasingly told me. Urgh! He's getting on my nerves! Damn you Travis Forger!

I needed to focus and find answers and more importantly get him to take me back to the resort. As ridiculous as the situation was with him kidnapping me, o couldn't help but find it incredibly hot. What the hellwl was wrong with me? Why on earth was I attracted to a man that thought it was okay to kidnap me? It was the orgasm! Yes that's what it was, I had been so touch starved that a man kidnapping me seemed hot to me. "You okay?' he asked softly, walking towards me. "Yes, perfectly fine, after all o was only just shot at."