Steamy Manhwa Novels & Stories

EASTON March 2024—Oakdale City "Don’t look away from me.” A deep grunt left his parted lips as he thrusted his monster cock into my tired hole, fucking me with so much hate. "I want to see the look in your eyes as I take you apart, destroying you from inside out." I licked my lips, and a single tear broke free from my eyes. It felt as if I was going to die as Ilay keep pounding me with so much force, hitting the same spot over and over again.

as Gwen lowered down and began sucking on the juicy meat, kissing and caressing her stepmother's skin. These were the kinds of thoughts that kept him up at night. Furiously stroking away, that is. Imagining and dreaming... hoping and praying! Though knowing that never in a million years could his mother-daughter threesome experience ever come to fruition. It was the kind of thing left to outlandish p**n videos and subpar smut. The kind of unbelievable, entirely outrageous story lines where several sexy women just miraculously throw themselves at a young, horny man – as if his penis possessed some ungodly power that women found irresistible. No, not Harry... he knew better than to equate real

Book 2 Steam & Sin Jordan Pov The air in the private Elysium sauna was thick, heavy, and scorching. Steam rolled around me like a living thing as I sat on the top wooden bench, my towel barely draped over my lap. Sweat poured down my muscular chest, abs, and thighs. My heart was already racing, and it wasn’t just from the heat.

Lily’s Pov I woke up angry and my body was hot and my panties were wet again from the same dream. Dante's hand was around my throat, squeezing the air out of me while his eyes burned into mine. I hated that I liked it, I hated that my body reacted this way when my mind was full of rage.

Chapter 3: Steamy Morning Elias woke up slowly, his body heavy and warm under the sheets. A soft, involuntary sound slipped from his throat before he was even fully awake. “Mmmh…” It took him a second to realize the sound had come from him. Then he felt… something. His eyes widened. A hot, wet tongue was dragging slowly over his hole. “Ungh—!” He was on his stomach, face half-buried in the pillow, and someone was between his spread legs, licking him open with slow, deliberate strokes. For one disoriented second, Elias’s brain couldn’t catch up. Then the memories from last night crashed into him all at once.

The pleasure built gradually, warm and deep, making my whole body feel heavy and hot. You are so responsive, he murmured with approval. So wet and eager. I moaned louder as he slipped one finger slowly inside me. The feeling of being filled even just a little made my head spin. He moved the finger gently, curling it while his thumb kept rubbing my clit in steady circles. My moans grew more desperate. I gripped his shoulders tightly, my body trembling. Liam, something is happening, I whimpered. I feel so strange. Let it happen, baby, he encouraged softly. Do not fight it.

His large hand stroked slowly up and down her bare back, trying to warm her. “Better?” he asked, voice low and rough. “A little,” Lila whispered, pressing her face into the crook of his neck. His scent — clean sweat, woodsmoke, and pure male — made her dizzy. They stayed like that for hours, bodies pressed tightly together under the blankets. The cold outside was brutal, but the heat building between them was even more dangerous. Lila shivered again, shifting closer. Her bare thigh brushed against the growing hardness in Kai’s sweatpants. She froze.

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I was a vessel of white-hot seed, my body trembling with the weight of their combined legacy. Finally, they withdrew. The sensation of their departure made me feel cold and hollow, the thick ribbons of their cum trickling out of my pussy and ass, pooling on the ritual stones. Callum stepped forward, looking down at my ruined, flushed body with a dark, satisfied smirk. He reached down and wiped a smear of cum from my thigh, then licked his finger. "Two holes down," Callum whispered, his voice a promise of further ruin. "But I haven't had my turn yet. And I prefer the throat."

When I was done, I headed for my office, shutting the door behind me. Walking to my desk, my hands shook as I pulled the bottom drawer open. In it, several worn paperbacks of my secret stash were laid out. With titles like- CLAIMED BY THE PACK, BRED BY THE BEAST AND TAKEN WITHOUT MERCY. I grabbed Taken Without Mercy, the cover showcasing a naked curvy woman with a fucked out pussy, big tits and two guys by her side with huge mighty cocks. I slid onto my chair, the urge to resist failing me. It's being months and I told myself I'd stop, but the ache in me needed to be satisfied.