Sinful Soft Novels & Stories

or for him to fuck me? “I can't hear you, Olivia.” Rowan rasped, his left hand traveling under my shirt squeezing the cup of my bra. “Make me your little slut.” I moaned. “Am already wet—” That was all he needed, he slapped my ass “Keeping the soft ass for me.”

Their eyes stayed on us, unblinking, as we moved together without shame, so exposed it felt unreal, like desire had forgotten it was supposed to be private. “Ahhh… fuck,” I growled, throwing my head back as she took my balls into her mouth, swirling her tongue around them.” “She’s good,” Lilith muttered, not bothering to lower her voice. Ruth’s breasts shifted with every slow movement along my length, the soft weight of them rising and falling in my line of sight. The gentle curve, the way they moved so helplessly with her rhythm, pulled a low, aching want from my chest, raw and immediate, impossible to ignore

His entire body went rigid, his muscles shaking violently as he shot a thick, hot wave of cum deep inside my pussy, filling me up until it was spilling out. We stayed pinned against that glass window for a very long time, both of us panting for breath, our sweat mixing together as the city lights twinkled far below us. The sin was committed. It was beautiful, it was wrong, and as Julian slowly pulled his thick dick out and wrapped his strong arms around my shaking, naked body, I knew neither of us could ever go back to the way things were before.

Her blood ran cold when she felt his touch tainting her skin. "Because a sinner is not afraid to commit any kind of sin, Miss Meier," he clarified all her doubts with his reply. Her breathing deepened by finding him so close to her. Leaning closer to her ear, he tightened his hold around her waist. "Just like I am not afraid of committing any kind of sin with you, cara mia," he whispered against her ear and then tenderly grazed his lips against her skin. Her body shuddered and filled with disgust at his touch.

It was so soft and subtle she sighed. He began to pull her cl*t into his warm wet mouth with long drawn suckling motions. His wet tongue began to dip into her little c*nny and swirl her growing juices out and suck them off her little pleasure button. Her head began to thrash and her skin felt like it was on fire. His fingers released her p*ssy lips and began to stroke her. He raised up licking her scent off his mouth as he watched her through heavy lids. She moaned and moved as his fingers pressed and stroked her.

He smirked slightly, recalling how she dashed out of his office as if he would kill her. But he won't deny the fact that he liked it. He knows it's forbidden, that's why it's attracting him more. Alluring him to do something sinful. He was no saint, more like the devil. Though he appears like a respectful man, he has taken enough souls that if some sane person knew they would stay miles away from him. In his world, he was the most ruthless of his kind. A merciless beast. Both vicious and powerful. The great Alpha Xander Colt of Moon pack.

I kissed him softly, then deeper, tasting salt and sin. “I know,” I murmured against his lips. “When I’m with you, I feel more alive than I’ve ever felt in my life. Maybe some sins are worth burning for.” We stayed there for a long time, wrapped in each other’s arms on the desecrated altar. Neither of us made promises about stopping. We both knew we wouldn’t. Some loves are salvation. Ours was beautiful, devastating, and unholy. And we would keep choosing it anyway, until the day someone finally opened the wrong door and our secret burned us both to ashes.

The room felt small, the tiles cold, the air thick with dread. “You see,” she said softly, dangerously, leaning even closer, “I can end this in an instant. Or I can drag it out. I can decide if Damien sees you burned, scarred, broken, or if I let you live just long enough to beg him for mercy. That baby,” she paused, letting the word hang like a blade, “might just be my only leverage. And I enjoy every second of it.”

“No more soft touches tonight. No more tenderness. You’ll take what I give you, and you’ll thank me after every single orgasm. Understand?” “Yes, Sir.” “Good.” The next hour disappeared into a blur of sensation. He fucked my throat first. Deep, merciless, with his hand wrapped around the chain like a leash. My jaw ached. My eyes watered. My throat burned. And I loved it. He made me gag until spit ran down my chest, and when he pulled out, he slapped my cheek softly and whispered, “Messy girl. My favorite kind.” Then he bent me over the edge of the bed and slid in from behind.

Back with Aurora looking at me like she didn’t know whether to run or stay. I cursed under my breath as release hit, sharp and blinding. She shuddered around me, nails clawing my shoulders. For a moment, we stayed tangled, catching breath. Then I pulled back, tucking myself in, grabbing my shirt. Valentina frowned. “That’s it? No sweet words, no compliments?” “You know what this is,” I said flatly. Her eyes narrowed. “You think you’re untouchable, don’t you? You’ll regret treating me like this one day.”