Novel & Cerita Sex Fiction

she cursed out loud, forgetting for a moment where she was. "Blood." Her abductor growled, a deep sound that sent shivers down her spine causing her to feel dread. "I hate the sight of blood." Hers was a rich red and thick blood that smelled nice and caused his nose to pucker. He tried so hard to contain his fangs but couldn't. They bared themselves out in agitation and he turned away immediately. It's been so long since he had any contact with human blood. The beastly side of him had become excited when they perceived the richness of her blood and had reared up its ugly head.

hello everyone, author here. the book 2 of the sex doctor will be on hold for now and in the meantime you can check out my new book "CONTRACTED TO THE MAFIA BROTHERS (18+)". the synopsis of this book was posted previously but here it is Again "Synopsis" HIGHLY RATED(18+) Author's warnings: THIS BOOK MAY CONTAIN HIGHLY SEXUAL CONTENT, ABUSE, ILLEGAL ACTIONS AND DEATH. IF YOU CANT WITHSTAND ANY OF THIS MENTIONED ABOVE, KINDLY PASS BECAUSE IT'S NOT FOR THE WEAK.

Aether's Obsession is an explicit 18+ MM sci-fi romance. Contains **graphic sexual content** including: - Detailed oral, anal, fingering, rimming, and penetration scenes - Edging, teasing, marking (bites/bruises), possessive/dominant dynamics - Alien biology (ridges, self-lubrication, heat-like responses) - Size difference, power imbalance, and mild dub-con elements (biological compulsion/heat) Additional mature themes;

CONTENT WARNING: This story contains breeding/impregnation fantasies, rough sex, dominance/submission dynamics, group sex (MMF), and werewolf erotica themes. Reader discretion advised—triggers for size difference, intense power play, and heat-induced frenzy. CHAPTER ONE "I fucking need it," Selene was begging as she flailed around on the floor, touching herself intimately. "I fucking need a cock now," she demanded. She looked crazed with lust as her eyes devoured the two wolves, licking her lips as she continued to paw roughly at her own flesh. In fact, just moments before, she had spread her thighs wide open to give them a show as she jammed several fingers up inside herself and mewled with

All of it, including the lipstick I am to wear tomorrow. I toss and turn in bed, replaying the evening over and over. Rhys’s mouth on my skin, his hands on my boobs. His fingers inside me. I always thought such sensations only existed in books and my fantasies. What kind of man made a woman feel week in the knees just by looking at her boobs? Rhys Redmond, that’s who. I’m afraid he has ruined me for all sexual relationships I will ever have, because my expectations have skyrocketed. I am unable to sleep, and taking warm milk has never worked for me. Instead of whipping up the book that started all this, I replay Rhys’s movements, trying to replicate them with my own fingers.

The girls go and shower while I order a couple of pizzas, When they come back downstairs dressed in their pyjamas I head upstairs to take a quick shower. Standing in the shower I remember how Selina’s bikini bottoms had ridden up, I then think about all her playful actions and her stunning body and I feel my cock grow. I grab my hard cock and stroke it furiously to the afterimage of Selina in her bikini and then some of the outfits I have seen her in like the miniskirts, the extremely low cut tops and the form fitting T shirts that cling to her curves. Suddenly the image of her on her hands and knees with my cock stuffed in her mouth pops into my head. “Oh fuck, Selina.” I moan quietly shoot

that felt like the most powerful ending for this couple. Okay, that was the heartfelt, literary reason. Now for the completely, utterly ridiculous and honest reason: I literally could not write another sex scene. I am not joking. We were closing in on 80,000 words on this thing! A hundred thousand words! Do you have any idea how many different ways there are to describe a hand running through hair? Or a deep gaze across a room? I was starting to lose my mind trying to come up with fresh, non-repetitive action. I truly don't think I would have survived trying to write a fresh, unique, meaningful, and non-absurdly-long sex scene at this point in the narrative. My fingers were cramping, my thes

Thomas’s thick, calloused hands were clamped tightly around Sandra’s hips, lifting her off the floor as he drove his massive length deep inside her. The initial resistance was entirely gone; saliva dripped from the corner of her open mouth, her eyes completely blown out with lust as she thrashed beneath him. “She dares call you while she does something so filthy,” Alex muttered from my side, his expression twisted with disgust. “I don’t care,” I replied, my eyes narrowing as the heat in my own groin began to flare. “As long as my beast is satisfied.” Apart from drinking blood, watching people have sex helped keep me mentally stable. It also helped release my anger and violent instincts, turn

In my pursuit of excitement, I lay on the bed with my legs open, frantically pleasuring myself in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Through the dark glass, I could see a strong man on the balcony opposite staring at my body intently. This extreme taboo made my scalp numb, and I grew increasingly depraved. I tried my best to arch my back as I became a shameless, irrational, and thrill-seeking tart. My name was Layla Terra, and I was a dance student.

CHAPTER 52. THE ECHO OF A SIN SELENE'S POV We are both panting, ragged breaths tearing through the heavy air of my bedroom. The scent of sex, sweat, and something raw, electric, hangs thick around us, a tangible cloud of our recent transgression. My body, still humming with the aftershocks of a cataclysmic high, clings desperately to his. My fingers, numb and tingling, are buried in the silken strands of his dark hair, gripping him as if he's the only anchor in a world that has just spun wildly off its axis. God, the sheer, undeniable truth of it washes over me: he is far from finished. The primal energy still radiates from him, a scorching heat against my skin, a deep thrumming in my bones.