Spicy Gothic Romance Books Novels & Stories

It was scorching like a flame and if auras could be tasted, hers would definitely be bitter. I shuddered, walking over to the first aisle to check it out. The first book that caught my attention was Blood, Pawns and Obsession. It was a dark romance by Rylie Martin. I had one of my projects on hold because I wanted to read this book and get into the head of the psychotic male lead, so I would understand him better and be able to execute my plotline to my taste. The grin on my face unconsciously widened, and I brought the book to my nose, sniffing it in.

A sliver of ice lodged deep in my spine when he tilted his head just so, watching me with that quiet amusement, as if he were waiting for me to catch onto some unspoken joke at my expense. His smile never reached his eyes. They stayed cold, assessing—like a jeweler appraising a flawed diamond. Sometimes, mid-kiss, his grip would tighten a second too long, as if testing how much pressure my bones could take. When he bit my lip, the pain was a bright spark—a promise of darker flames to come. And the shameful truth? I reveled in it, in the exquisite edge between desire and danger. In the way he made me feel both precious and disposable. It was a game, one I pretended not to know the rules to. B

I imagine grabbing her hair, yanking her head back to expose her throat and choking her lightly while I fuck her harder. My hips snapping forward to bury myself in her hilt. “Fuck professior, I’m going to f…fucking cum. Please, I want to cum professor.” Anna cums undone while her body is shaking as she squirts into the cushion as her ass spasms around my invading cock. That pushes me over the edge. In the fantasy, I roar and flood her ass with hot cum as pulse after pulse filling her up until it leaks out around my shaft. Back at the couch, my own release hits me.

she whispered against his lips, “I’m your dirty little secret. Whenever you want me, I’ll come to you. No questions. No limits.” Dante gripped her hips possessively, kissing her again. “Good girl,” he growled. “Because I’m nowhere near done with you.” The night continued until dawn — raw, passionate, and unforgettable. From that night on, Vesper became Dante Moretti’s secret obsession. She would sneak into his penthouse, his cars, even his private jet — always ready to please him, always his dirty little secret. And she loved every second of it. --- **The End.**

She could feel him everywhere, his hands bruising her skin, his cock stretching her, the heat of his breath against her neck. She tilted her head to meet his gaze, then leaned in to join their lips in a deep, loving kiss. Spencer groaned softly into her mouth, his hand roaming up to cup her face. His fingers returned to her clit, rubbing insistently as his cock pistoned in and out, the head bumping her cervix with each deep plunge. "Tell me how it feels," he demanded breathlessly, nipping at her earlobe. "Like you're owning me," she gasped, pushing back against him.

PROLOGUE TATIANA Death smashed into the back of Adrian’s slick Maserati, demanding our lives. My body jerked forward and the seat belt cut into my chest. My heart jumped, racing as fast as my husband’s driving. “What’s going on?” I whimpered frantically as I glanced over my shoulder. The headlights of a black SUV filled the rear window. Smash. My body jerked forward again. “Adrian!” I screamed. “Gun, get a gun.”

She keeps sucking and humming, and stroking that perfect spot; my hips dance with it as tiny sweet sparks zip through my veins. It feels too fucking good. It makes me dizzy. My hips grind against her face on their own. The black-haired girl rides my face faster, moaning and cussing as I suck on her clit. I feel surrounded, overwhelmed, and so fucking used in the best way. My whole body is hot and aching, every lick and suck pushing that deep pressure higher until I’m shaking. Cairo leans forward. “You don’t have to hold back, baby. I want to see you fall apart.”

She inhaled a sharp breath and said, “I want your mouth.” My chest swelled with satisfaction, and I made the first lick, the taste a mixture of sweet, tangy and spicy. If I had known how fucking delicious she tasted, I would’ve taken her long ago. I purred at the back of my throat and licked her folds again, moving all the way to her clit. “God, yes,” she cried out, her hands shooting out to clutch the top of my head. This was exactly what I had been waiting for. “I’m not going anywhere, cara mia... until I make you come.” I smiled against her sex.

My chest rose and fell with each wavering exhale. It felt dirty seducing him like this when it had been obvious he was avoiding it. But I didn’t care, a woman had needs, especially under the cloak of a marriage. I let him burn away the lace from my skin, twice over. The hum of the AC and our heavy breaths the only sounds in the room. “I’m not hungry for food.” I twirled a stray lock with my finger, sweeping his body with my thirsty gaze. “What are you hungry for, gattina?”

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