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My pussy walls squeezed his big cock like a tight fist, and I started screaming into the bed as another huge wave hit me, shooting my wet juices all over his dick. Callan let out a loud, scary roar from the back of his throat. He pushed his dick in as deep as it could possibly go, pinning me flat against the mattress, and started shaking violently as he shot huge, hot loads of cum deep inside my pussy over and over until we were both totally soaked in sweat and breathing hard on the messy bed. We didn't stay still for long. After only a few minutes of trying to catch our breath in the dark room, the crazy heat between us started up all over again.

He shoves me down until my chest is flat against the mahogany desk. He yanks my skirt and panties down in one rough move. They end up tangled around my ankles. I feel the cool air on my bare ass. My legs are spread wide, leaving me totally exposed. I am dripping, the scent of my arousal filling the space. He leans over me, pressing his chest into my back. Then I feel it. The broad, hot head of his cock rubs along my wet slit. He isn't wearing a condom. The feel of his hot skin against mine is almost enough to break me.

The brunette giggles, her own hand sliding between her legs, fingers pumping fast as she watches the scene unfold. Another girl, tall with dark curls, straddles his face, her pussy hovering over his mouth. He eagerly laps at her, his tongue swirling, sucking, while his hips never falter, driving into the blonde with relentless force. The air is thick with the scent of sex—sweet sweat, musky arousal, a hint of coconut oil from the lotion they’d used earlier. Their voices overlap, a chorus of dirty talk and gasps: “Fill me up,” “Harder, deeper,” “I’m gonna cum all over your cock,” “Yes, fuck me like you mean it.”

Welcome back, sinners. Claiming his bride is a erotic paranormal sinful Collection brought to you by Josie Frank, author of the erotic anthology Wet Dreams a collection created for readers who crave passion without limits, obsession without restraint, and love that burns far beyond morality. This new novel dives even deeper into the shadows. It is a work of dark paranormal romance and erotic fiction intended strictly for mature adult readers. Within these pages, you will encounter: • Dark romance • Explicit sexual content • Possessive and obsessive love interests

Chapter 3: Condom? – Sienna's POV Rune lifted me up off the floor without any effort his hands gripping under my thighs spreading my legs wide as I wrapped them around his waist tight. My back hit the door hard the impact jarring through me but I did not care because his body pressed full against mine his cock rubbing right against my soaked pussy through nothing now since my panties were gone. I felt the thick head nudge my entrance, sliding through my wetness, teasing my clit with every small shift.

I will let her get away with a lot, but never that. A human female might find what I am about to do offensive. But since Selene isn’t just a werewolf but has mated with one, she knows sexuality isn’t something that is considered dirty or wrong. In fact, it reveals how close mates are to each other. Males and females that are mated are known to be hands-on, maintaining constant physical contact, and are often unable to keep their hands to themselves.

Saliva bubbled at the corners of my lips, dripping onto Thorne's legs Lucien and Draven stroked their dicks faster as they watched us. Lucien's red hair fell to the side, as he stroked the tip of his cock hard. "Look at our brothers using up her holes", he groaned. Draven grunted in agreement, his hand stroking his cock even faster. Their dicks were driving me crazy. Thorne thrusted his hips beneath me met my own movements in rhythm as his dick pounded my cervix. Cedric's dick fucked my throat hard.

Chapter 10: Cowgirl Ruin The hallway is a blur of raw sensation, the very air thick with the smell of sex and sweat. Her cries have dissolved into raw noise, her body a trembling, pliant form against him. He watches her head loll back, her sweat-soaked hair clinging to her temples, her face a mask of shattered will and desperate pleasure. He’s deep inside her, still pounding, each thrust a brutal confirmation of his dominance, of her utter, complete surrender. The wet slap of their skin is a relentless rhythm, echoing in the narrow space, a testament to their transgression.

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

I dived into my bed with the magazine. “Just what I needed.” I muttered, I was very horny, but I tried to fight the thoughts that were coming to my mind, but the magazine in front of me wasn't helping matters. "Fuck it," I muttered, carefully scanning the magazine. It was a sex and foreplay guide. My eyes nearly popped off at the next picture. A man was sucking off the breasts of a woman who was obviously enjoying herself. I felt a rush to my pussy. I instantly knew had to do this before I completely lost my mind.