Rough Sex Novels & Stories

Correction - shirtless, gorgeous, rumpled hair, stubbled Rocco. I panicked and focused on Troy but couldn’t help sneaking little glimpses. My wolf, my pussy, every cell of my body overheated and struggled to deal with seeing Rocco as unpolished as this. It was too hot, his olive-skinned, spectacularly ripped body, even the fact his face had turned grizzled and angry towards me made me wet. Troy hauled himself over the threshold, the big boozy fool, “just throw me in the trunk and drive,” continuing to make himself the world’s biggest third wheel. Except Rocco had already left. My words stuck in my throat, what could I say after last night?

We started anoda version of a fist combat. I made sure I gave Antonia the beating of her life since that's what she is looking for. I got up after my satisfaction of giving Antonia the dose of her medicine. Her face was sullen and red, her body was painted with mud and her hair was plastered to her face with mud too, she was just on the ground roaring and get hot like a bomb about to explored. "Sylvia you may think that you already won, but just know this, what is mine is mine, I DON'T SHARE!" She affirmed and started laughing erratically making me nonplussed, her eyes was burning seriously like firebrick.

That hipline could cut through anything. Skin, white and pale looked anemic but as beautiful as it could embrace her perfect nose and thick blue eyes. That grown hair ran over her forehead, concealing it and its piggy tail reached up to her neck. The apron hung lifelessly over a simple-minded figurine, while those jeans hung on, exposing those sexy legs. What was really attractive were those lips. Thick, fleshy and so red unlike its color. It when squished, made an image on Aiden, which from then on became his guilty pleasure.

The rough hairs along his pubic bone massaged her clit, spurring her to hasten her speed. Driving up her cotton shirt, Colton’s hands roughly pulled down her bra, groaning at the way her breasts spilled over the gathered fabric. Her nipples were engorged, swollen mauve buds that he drew into his hot mouth while kneading the flesh of her free breast. Bucking her hips against him, Colton’s mouth opened, the nipple still resting against his slippery tongue, as he groaned, “Shit, babe.”

Their bodies are evenly proportioned, as if they were made to hold each other. Theo's groping persisted, exploiting almost the entire surface of Rose's skin. Still with the same question, what soap did Rose use to have silky smooth skin? "Get your hands off my body!" .

Jessica is still fighting with the other rogue. He gets me under him, as I start to claw his arms and face. “That’s it, I like the fight,” he says as he backhands me once again. I am stunned with this hit and start to see stars. I feel the rogue slice through the front of my bra, having my ample breasts tumble out. Before I am able to fully focus on him, I feel his mouth on my nipple biting down on the tender flesh.

I should have gathered the guards and started a search party to put an end to the Rogue Alpha. Instead, I stepped toward him, wanting to talk to him. I wanted to ask him why he hadn't killed me, why he had licked me and cleaned the small puncture wound his teeth left as if wanting to be sure he hadn't hurt me. My eyes were wide as he shifted back in front of me, not bothering to cover himself. I let them travel over his large and muscular form. He was unlike any man I had ever seen, and I was stunned by his beauty. His hair was a rich black, matching the stubble on his jaw, and his grey eyes were bright with amusement.

Warning: Adult 16+ content ahead! 5. All yours Rogue's POV "Rogue, I'm tired." Sabrina gasped for air, pushing a hand to my chest. I still turned her on her stomach and lifted her butt. Putting a pillow under her, I stroked her swollen red clit and shoved my dick inside her. Her cry fed my ears like a music chiming on a beautiful spring afternoon. That's it. Take me deep, honey. I licked her sweet butt and thrusted faster and deeper until I was hilt-deep.

I however stopped when I heard footsteps approaching closer to me creating vibration in the stinking aroma with smell of sweat and oil. "how long is she going to sleep like that?", a man said. His voice was rough and thin at the same time. It was as if his throat was not clear and he was himself choking in some breathing disease. If my assumption on this man is right, then it wont be a problem dealing with him.

Rose remains silent, her fingers tightly gripping the hem of her skirt, refusing to meet his gaze. Confused by Rose's reaction, Saisha speaks up, her voice tinged with concern, "What's wrong with you?" Before Rose can respond, the guy forcefully shoves her, causing her to stumble and fall to the ground. A pained grunt escapes her lips as her elbows bear the brunt of the impact, the sting of injury coursing through her.