Sexy Romance Novels & Stories

He leaned down, kissing her deeply, tasting her sigh of pleasure as she wrapped her legs tightly around his waist, pulling him even deeper. "Are you okay?" he whispered against her lips, his body trembling with the effort of holding back. "Yes," she gasped, her voice tight with pleasure. "Don't stop, Xavier. Please." With a low groan, Xavier began to move. He established a slow, heavy, and punishingly deep rhythm. Every thrust was powerful, filling her completely, his broad chest rubbing against her sensitive breasts with every downward stroke. The heat in the room rose, the heavy scent of sex and lavender filling the air, accompanied by the wet, rhythmic slap of their bodies colliding and t

The beast suddenly jumped, biting the black-robed man's arm and throwing it away with his strength, then he knocked the other man down with his big hind legs, he let out a fierce roar, and repeatedly licked his sharp teeth. I was sitting in the doorway, and suddenly behind me, I was sitting at the door, and all of a sudden, behind me, a voice rang out. "Dare you, boring with living?" "Hmm… Clinton again, come on." The men dressed in black descended from the terrace and disappeared. I turned to horror, a beautiful girl, short blond lemon hair and bright orange amber eyes, her bodice floating. The moonlight behind the girl made her look even better. "Thank you." Without her, I might have been

His emotions flooding into me threatening to overwhelm me, I could feel electricity course through me as I was hit with his love, desire and strongest of all was his lust. “Now she’s mine and now I stay” Axel’s voice deeper telling me his wolf had come forward, claiming me now as his, the spell his mother cast seemingly broken. Hector growled momentarily before stepping towards us sandwiching me between them. Hectors hands worked up my sensitive back, up my neck and entwined in my hair as he pulled me head backwards his mouth covering mine in a dominant fiery passion. His tongue forcing its way between my lips as it tasted every inch of my mouth. Axel planted kisses along my jaw and neck as

“Right…” Dominic’s hands flexed against the curve of her hips. “The details make the difference in a fake quickie…” Samaire pressed her mouth against his and poured everything she felt for him into the kiss. Every dream, every fantasy, all of her. She brazenly claimed his lips just as she did in her fantasies. She was untamed as the desire scorched through her. Dominic greedily matched her fervor and bunched her dress in his fists. “Oh, yes… Just like that, Dom,” she said against his lips.

And he’d better, before he did something crazy like grab her, touch her, drive her to the brink, then stuff her full of cock. “The sex I like isn’t sweet or pretty or romantic, kitten. It’s raw, sometimes a little painful for a woman. It can require a spine of steel and a lot of stamina.” Kimber tensed, swallowed again. She was nervous—but intrigued. Curiosity swirled in those pretty hazel eyes. Finally, she nodded. “Go on.” Deke stepped closer. He couldn’t resist. Now he could smell her. Peaches and brown sugar and a hint of female arousal. Were his words making her hot—or was it knowing she could turn him on that got her wet?

Their bond got thicker with time. I would be lying if I said Ryder’s fresh ocean breeze scent didn’t affect me as well. Unlike most dominant Alphas, his scent was tranquilizing. It never came as a shock when Axel confessed that he liked Ryder’s scent. Now whenever the two were in the same room, Ryder would release his pheromones. It helped to keep Axel calm and terminate my pheromones.

Consequently, she arranged herself to seduce his husband since it had been a long time for them not to make love. While she had been in red sexy lingerie, she sprayed the rose's scent perfume on herself. "I know this kind of thing is quite new for him, but I believe it will work. At least, my relationship with Xavier is not as cold as the water of the Antartic ocean." Selena spoke in her mind. After that, she stepped out from the bathroom and greeted Xavier who just entered. "Hello honey," She said while approaching and hugging him. "Good evening, Sellie." Xavier hugged her back, and the scent of the rose perfume entangled his smelling sense.

he whispered to her ears, and the next second, Celeste back had already hit the bed. .. .. .. Celeste sat on top of the bed, with the sheets around her chest as she watched Moreau leaving the cottage. That's how it happens, loveless sex, and then boom. All Moreau does is have sex with her and the next minute he gone, she is nothing but a sex slave to him, upon all the affection she shows him, he treats her like trash, they've never even kissed before, he only slams into her hard, cause Moreau loves hardcore sex, thankfully she's a vampire, she heals on time, after the tedious sessions of never ending sex.

Every inch of her skin burned with a desperate need she hadn’t felt in so long, a primal connection that seemed to erase the lines between anger and desire. Dominic pressed her harder against the wall, his lips trailing down her neck as his breath came out in ragged bursts. Sasha’s body arched against him, her nails digging into his shoulders as a wave of heat surged through her. Despite everything—despite the lies, the secrets, the danger—this moment felt inevitable. Their chemistry had always been volatile, explosive, and now it was threatening to consume them both.

Dominique smiled wickedly, her eyes locked on his as she lowered her mouth, her tongue swirling around the head of his cock, tasting his precum. She took him deep, her mouth working him with skilled precision, her head bobbing up and down. Damien's hands gripped her hair, his hips bucking up to meet her movements. She pulled away, her lips glistening, and positioned herself over his cock. With a slow, deliberate movement, she lowered herself onto him, both of them moaning as he filled her completely. Dominique's dominatrix side took over, her eyes flashing with a mix of power and desire. She reached for the seat belt, wrapping it around Damien's neck, the metal buckle resting against his th