Smut Books Dark Romance Novels & Stories

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She opened her laptop with shaky fingers. “The Erotic Haunting: Spectral Desire in Wuthering Heights…” She made it three paragraphs before his mouth descended. Damien knelt between her thighs, pushed her legs wider, and dragged his tongue slowly up her center. Kenzie’s voice cracked mid-sentence. “The way Heathcliff’s… fuck… obsession blurs the line between love and… possession…” He sucked her clit hard, then gentled, alternating until her hips rolled against his face. Every time she faltered, he stopped.

Those words were came out of my mouth with a slow whimper. "I want you to give back my mom's company before the engagement." I said and he ran his hands in my hair. I moved my head in anticipation and he rested his hand on my neck. "Everything will be done but with my plan." To be continued... Hope you are enjoying. Ifvyou like this book. Please add this in your libraries. Till the next time With love Purva Narang (Your Author)

“Don’t call me sweetheart, and it’s not book p**n. It’s called smut.” “Smut,” I repeat. “Such a fancy way to say p**n, huh?” I tilt my head, still holding the book out of her reach. “So tell me, what’s the smut doing to you?” “Kai, stop.” She pauses, eyes narrowing like a warning. She’s too mad at me for the shit I’m about to pull, but I don’t really care. It’s either this or I let her bury herself in her precious smut while pretending I don’t exist, probably imagining the two of us as the lead characters anyway.

The wet heat, the glide of her lips, the little flicks of her tongue, fuck, I could’ve stayed there with my eyes shut, letting her worship my cock forever. But then I felt her smirk against me. A smug little curve of her mouth even with my cock choking her. My eyes snapped open. “Don’t tell me this is it,” she purred wickedly “I don’t feel sufficiently punished. I’ve been such a bad girl, Viktor… surely I deserve more than this soft handling.” My heart kicked like a fucking hammer. The image of her looking up at me, her face smeared with cum and split with a sinful grin made the predator inside me stall.

He pulls a book from the nearby stack on the table, its cover catching the light from the lamp. I recognize it: a hard copy of my favorite dark romance. "I didn't know you read smut," I tease, giggling. "I don't," he admits. "But a while ago, back at the clubhouse, I saw you reading it on your phone...and I bought a hard copy. You haven't touched it since, so I thought we could finish it together." My heart stutters. Oh.

“How about a human-unicorn that’s pink? I found one of them.” “No, it’s a pink unicorn, not half and half Chase. So you failed,” I stand up feeling happy with myself hearing him groan. I’ll start him off slow. Picking up a book I hand it to him. “So, it’s romance, and smut but also a psychological thriller,” I explain as he takes the book. “It’s a good starting one, the smut isn’t drastic, no alien with two cock,” I wink and he laughs. “What is this one about then?” he asks.

Warning: Extreme Smut! ************************ Serra’s face flushed at my words. She licked her lips and reached for my c**k again, wrapping her hand around it as she stared down at it… Those lips of hers, I wanted to devour them bit by bit. Her tongue moved, licking the tip. I froze. A chilling wave of pleasure shot through me instantly. Slurp! She sucked. My eyes darkened. "Fvck" I screamed inwardly. Was she sure this was her first time? She looked too damn tempting, too eager… though her hands trembled.

She takes a slow, deliberate sip of her juice, her eyes half-lidded. Then, she raises her gaze, those dark, knowing eyes meeting his across the sunlit kitchen. A slow, subtle smile plays on her lips, a smirk that sends a jolt of icy dread and a flush of heat through him all at once. It’s a knowing smirk, a silent, damning acknowledgment.

He left only a loyal maid to take care of my daily needs. But as soon as I opened the door, I came face-to-face with a woman who looked almost exactly like me, freezing the air in the room. From her hairstyle to her face, to the flawless white dress, the resemblance was so striking that even I was shocked. This was Felix's new girlfriend, Darcy Sherman—finding a substitute so similar to me wasn't easy. Darcy froze for a moment, and the joy on her face quickly turned to anger. She raised her hand and slapped me.