Steamy Contemporary Romance Novels & Stories

A wave of desire surged straight to my brain, and a fierce heat built low in my belly. His hands kept rubbing my soft spot. The other men behind him lost patience. "Come on, Steve, just tear 'em."

Lamar growled, smacking him on the back of the head. With a shudder, Max leaned forward. His tongue made contact with Sydney's well-fucked snatch. He began to lick, ever so tentatively, at her soft folds. Then he dipped lower, gathering up the thin trickle of jism which had been leaking toward the crack of Sydney's ass. He licked it up, surprised at the sweetness of Lamar's semen on his palate. Then he burrowed his face between Sydney's legs, going full-tilt and tenderly scooping out the remnants of spunk in his big sister's pussy.

I felt light-headed by the fourth kiss which lingered longer. He picked me up easily dropping me on the oak table, our eyes locked in a lustful dance. His eyes were a radiant blue storm that threatened to rage on for eternity. I wanted to rip his shirt apart just as it happened in porn videos but I tugged it over his head instead. It was more natural that way. His chest had curly hair spread evenly within a tight-muscled belly. My finger rolled waves down his navel. He jerked. Coach Calton's body looked like he had been created to go against the Greek gods themselves. His sexual energy burned my skin making me wince.

He pressed his flat palm directly against my swollen, soaking pussy, cupping me firmly through the wetness. A sharp, high-pitched whimper tore from my throat, my hips jerking up off the bench instinctively at the sudden, heavy friction. My internal walls twitched hard, gushing a fresh wave of heat straight into his palm. "Fuck, you're burning up," the Alpha growled, his dark eyes flashing with a dangerous, predatory satisfaction as he felt how soaked I was. He began to rub his palm over my sensitive flesh in a slow, heavy circle, smearing my own moisture all over my swollen folds.

Sara pushed her breasts together and opened her mouth. "Come on me," she begged. "Cover your stepsister with your cum. Callum came with a deep guttural moan. Thick ropes of hot cum shot across her breasts. Her neck. Her face. Pulse after pulse. Painting her. Marking her. They collapsed together. Breathing hard. Bodies covered in sweat and cum. Callum pulled her into his arms. He kissed her forehead. Then her lips. Softly this time. "This is just the beginning," he whispered. "I am nowhere near done ruining you this week."

he purred, yanking her panties off. They immediately got hit by the full force of the scent of her slick, an absolute alpha haze taking over them. Callum pushed her against the bed and devoured her mouth while Connor peeled her swollen folds open and buried himself between her thick thighs. Kane stripped off his clothes before walking over to her with a monstrous cock. He tapped the crown against her greedy lips and watched her eagerly reach for it and suck it. "Take it all, you horny bitch," he growled, tugging at her hair while Callum pinned her hands to the bed and sucked on her tits. Connor continued lapping at her pussy as she gushed more slick for them.

Holding my head in place was Camela who is sucking my lips roughly, her other hands roaming around my body as they caressed and pinched my chest. “Mmhm~” Moaning in between our kisses, she rubbed her skin on my body making me tremble. While sucking her tongue, I moved to her body, caressing and fondling her sweetly, and slowly, I crept to her chest then pinched her erect nipple making her gasp and look at me with half-lidded eyes that spark with desire. “Arggh! Dean…Darm! Yes, suck me, go faster! Urgghh…” Throwing back my head from the stimulation, I inhaled sharply and gasped in delight.

I gently graze his lips with mine, wetting them with my gentle kiss. He places his hands upon the small of my back and pulls me in closer, kissing me back with a soft and warm passion. His lips and tongue dance with mine—sending spasms of lust spiralling through my core. This first kiss feels so amazing—sensual, passionate, and delicately sexy. The expensive scent of his cologne only further spikes my desire for him. He smells so manly and clean.

Genre: Steamy Dragon Beast Fantasy Romance Characters: Lustre Fleff: 26, an archivist with dragon blood hidden in her lineage, fiercely independent, olive skin with opal-hued eyes. Jammy Dracotar: 31, billionaire dragon-shifter, enigmatic, ruthless in business, darker in bed. Rumored to be part beast, part man entirely untouchable. . . . Lustre Fleff wasn’t supposed to be at the auction. It was private, invitation-only hosted in the belly of a mountain estate that only the rich or unreasonably powerful ever walked through. But she wasn’t just any librarian. She’d inherited more than books from her grandmother’s bloodline. Something old, coiled, and fire-breathing.

I was rambling and my words tripped over each other but he just smirked against me and went back in sucking lightly on my clit. I moaned and tried to muffle it with my arm. My legs shook around his shoulders. “Riven… it is too much. I cannot… how are you so good at this?” He hummed against me the vibration making me twitch. “Because I want to be. Want to make you come again. Want to ruin you for anyone else even if you keep pretending you hate me.” His tongue pushed inside me a little and I nearly lost it right there. “Asshole,” I whispered but it came out like a moan. I pulled his hair harder and he groaned. “You are enjoying this way too much. Acting all territorial like I am yours now jus