Soft And Wet Stand Novels & Stories

️ Warning: This isn't a love story. This is sin. This is a game of betrayal, lust, obsession, possession, and fate wrapped in slick heat and dangerous hands. This book will leave you wet, aching, and rubbing your thighs while trying not to scream. You’ll hate yourself for loving it—and love yourself for coming back for more. If you're looking for gentle kisses and soft-spoken heroes, stop now. These men don’t stop when she cries. They don’t back down when she begs. And she doesn’t want them to. She wants them to ruin her. She wants to be dripping with the cum of one while the other slam inside her. She wants one claiming her left nipples while the other is by the right. Zevara isn't the most beautiful girl in the kingdom—but her body is fire, and her scent is a curse wrapped in temptation. The kind that drives even the strongest Alphas insane. All her life, she was told she’d be nothing but the Pack’s whore, just like her mother. She escapes to Eclipse Moon College, desperate for a new life, a future untouched by lust and shame. But when her scent hits the palace halls, all hell breaks loose. An ice-hockey prince. His powerful, dominant Alpha father. Two men, both cursed with longing. Both ready to go to war for her body. For her heat that captivates, corrupts and intoxicates. Zevara tries to fight her fate.… until she realizes she doesn’t want to. Now, she wants to be hunted. She wants to be the prize. She wants them to breed her... and break her. If you’re looking for gentle love, soft kisses, and easy happily-ever-afters—walk away. This is obsession. This is war. This is Breed Me, Break Me, Alphas.

"I am bound to punish you for breaking the rules," he said as he started undoing his tie. I swallowed, the thought of being punished by him terrified and excited me at the same time. I needed this. The heat pooled between my legs as I watched him undo his tie with one hand and his belt in the other. It was hot. He grabbed me by the neck, bending me over the table with my face down on the surface and my ass high up in the air. He caressed my soft flesh with his palm. "Count," he ordered, My brows furrowed in confusion, the haze of lust so heavy in my head that my brain failed to grasp his words. The first slap landed on my ass cheeks and I cried out. "Count," he barked. I whimpered but I nodded my head to his request. "One," I counted as the first slap came on my behind. I kept counting as he delivered blows to my now red ass. "Good girl," he murmured as he rubbed them gently, to take away the ache. I was moist and he could sense it. Dipping his finger into my pussy, he confirmed how wet I was for him. "Hmm," he hummed, embarrassment slammed into me with enough force. I barely knew this man and here I was letting him possess me. I liked it. I licked my lips in anticipation of what he wished to do, his lips touched the nape of my neck and I jumped. He licked the juncture of my neck, and the pulsating nerves there responded to his touch. "You taste so sweet," he murmured as he kissed his way down my neck. "T...thank you," I managed to get out. "Let me make you mine," he says,

⚠️ Warning: ️ EXTREME HEAT WARNING ️⚠️ This book contains raw, unfiltered erotica, dark romance, taboo kinks, brutal BDSM, GAY, LESBIAN, and every filthy, dripping desire your depraved mind begs for. Enter at your own risk and come undone. L U S T R O N O M I C A A savage constellation of stories where desire burns hotter than dying stars and bodies collide in wet, brutal, unstoppable gravity. Between the endless black void and the slick, throbbing pull of total surrender, lovers crash into each other—cocks buried deep, cunts soaked and clenching, mouths hungry for every forbidden taste of skin, sweat, and sin. Every story is a savage gravitational fuck between dominance and delirium, pain and ecstasy, control and the wet, shaking moment you finally break. It’s a reminder that the most dangerous thing isn’t the fall into darkness… it’s how fucking good it feels to burn alive, screaming, while you come harder than you ever thought possible.

Warnings ⚠️ Contains strong mature content. **** “I'm sorry, master,” Star shivered as the vampire slipped his finger into her wet slippery p*ssy. “It's late for this. You broke a law, princess. It's time to receive your punishment.” He inserted another finger into her wet pink virgin hole. “Ahh.” The princess cried out when he added yet another finger. “Please, stop—” “Take it, whore. This is your punishment.” He joined the fourth finger to the ones already inserted. **** Who would have thought going on a hunt will bring these many problems for the young princess? Headstrong and arrogant, the young Princess was always ready to cause trouble. A headache to her father, and her mother's pride. She thought the world was hers to do as she pleases. But that was until she stepped foot into the forbidden castle, unknowingly awakening a vampire Lord who was determined to make the feisty Princess, his pet. What happens when miss arrogant meets an arrogant master? Read to find out! Note: This book contains strong mature content.

"This is wrong, professor." She suddenly broke the intense kiss and took a step back from him, her lips swollen due to the intensity of the kiss. "And why is it wrong, beautiful Bella?" He took a step closer to her, covering the distance between them. "This, what we're engaging in, is totally wrong because of our student-teacher relationship," she replied, her voice tinged with anxiety. "And you seem to be forgetting the fact that I'm also your mate!" He said as he unexpectedly lifted her and placed her gently upon his desk. "So, my dear Bella, what were you saying?" he teased, his right hand subtly finding its way beneath her ebony gown. "Professor, what we are doing is totally wrong." She replied. "Are you sure we shouldn't be doing this?" He smirked as he shifted her wet panties and delicately introduced two fingers into her moist core. Rather than offering words, she emitted a soft, involuntary moan as he began to rhythmically move his fingers in and out of her in a deliberate, tantalizing manner. "Tell me you don't want this and I'll stop." he whispered seductively, his fingers intensifying their movements, causing her to throw her head back in pure ecstasy. "I.... I fucking want it!" she finally admitted. * * Bella, a university student and aspiring writer, had longed to find her soulmate since she turned eighteen. After years of waiting and believing she might never have one, her fate changed when the charming and attractive professor, Blake, arrived at her university. To her delight, she discovered that he was not only her professor but also her destined mate. This marked a turning point in her life, and soon, she found herself deeply in love with her Playboy mate who had a different objective in mind.

Warning: 18+, strong mature, and sexual content. Sneak peek: "I don't believe in God, Hailey," he murmured, as his firm hands settled on my hips and lifted me from his lap, placing me onto his desk, "But... if I did, I would have thanked him for making you." A soft gasp escaped my lips as his hands slid under my college skirt, his fingers brushing on my pussy over my panties. "Damien, you are my brother..." I managed to whisper amid overwhelming desires. This felt so wrong. He emitted a husky chuckle, leaning closer to my ear, his lips brushing against my earlobe. "Correction-Stepbrother." "But-" Before I could utter a word, his hand swiftly slipped down inside my panties, his fingers landing on my bare, wet heat and just when a moan could escape my lips, his mouth forcefully met mine swallowing the scream of pain as well pleasure when two of his fingers thrust into my pussy just like I'd felt them in my dreams... *** When I was dragged across the country to Los Angeles to live with my mom's new husband and his son, the last thing I expected was for my stepbrother to be off-limits. Least of all, I never imagined I'd find myself tempted by the forbidden. Damien Black: sinfully attractive, irrefutably irresistible, and seemingly devoid of warmth. Emotions meant nothing to him; girls were mere toys for him to have in bed. And there came my biggest mistake-believing I could be more than just a toy for him...maybe more than just another conquest in his collection. I was his dirty little secret, one that he wouldn't let go of, accept, shatter entirely, or mend. I was his toy; Well....his favorite one.

Caution: Do not dive in if not up to 18. This has mature content!! BDSM, 21+, Hot & Spicy, Raw, Feisty Moans and Groans. A collection of beautiful short stories that enthral you into different characters’ Enchanting worlds. These are erotic short stories that leave you breathless and make you crave to read more. Each story is intense, raw and romantic, Wet and Hot blooded. Each story is more than 10,000 words each.

You are fucking wet already,” Luca whispered against my ear, lope causing warmth to travel around me. His hand slid into my pants... A moan of pleasure escaped me but I pressed my mouth together. Adrenaline rushed within me at the thought of getting caught. Russell, my Alpha, was in the next room with Finn, and I was here getting wet for My Alpha's hybrid brother. Lia has always had this idea that she had no wolf until she had sex with Alpha Russell, the Alpha of her pack. Unfortunately, she found out that she was pregnant. She decided to hide the child. Illegitimate Royal children suffered a lot. They were mocked and called Bastard for no reason. Seven years later, a contest is organized for Alpha Russell to find his mate and, as fate would have it. She was betrothed to him. He outrightly rejected her scattering her dreams, but with this, she had caught the attention of Luca, the hidden hybrid. And he would do everything within his power to get her even though she ends up getting married to Russell, the pack Alpha.

On the night of my 30th birthday, I waited until the early hours of the morning, but my husband, Theodore Hawk never showed up. Instead, I came across an Instagram post from his childhood sweetheart, Emily Gallagher. [What romantic is not the starry night, it is having you by my side.] In the picture, she was wearing a delicate, sky-blue camisole that revealed just enough to charm and seduce. A man stood close behind her, his hand firmly gripping her waist. The scene was set in the seaside villa that Theodore had gifted her, their figures intimately entwined under the soft glow of the night. Someone had commented beneath the post: [I can’t stand you two being this lovey-dovey all the time! Just get married already!] Emily had responded with a shy-face emoji. I had just liked the post when Theodore, who I had failed to reach all night, blew up my phone with calls. "Are you out of your mind, Camilla? Emi and I grew up together! If we wanted to be together, we would’ve done so long ago! Why are you being so petty?" Looking at how Theodore gently held her in his arms, comforting her, I realized something. Letting go of someone you’ve loved for seven years... can take only a moment.

“We’ll meet again soon, Isabella,” he said softly. “I hope you’ll be well prepared for your new reality, but even still, no amount of preparation will get you ready for what’s coming.” *** After my husband cheated on me with his first love, my father forced me into a new marriage. My new husband turned out to be the man I had a one-night stand with the night my world came crashing down. But Alexander was different from the man I met that night. He was grumpy, didn't smile, and I think he hates me. Then I met his father. Leonardo Hayes with soft eyes, a seductive smile, and he was far too interested in me. That night, everything changed. They said I belong to them. They say I was chosen for a reason. The fine line between right and wrong was crossed multiple times. It was overlooked at first, but then everything started going wrong. Tension starts to rise, and the truth begins to unfold. What do you think I should do when I found out that both men weren't humans? That they were something that should only exist in fairytales. And what do you think I should do when my ex-husband comes back on his knees, pleading that he wants me back?