Steamy Monster Romance Books Novels & Stories

She nodded, her breath coming out in pants as she ground softly against my thick bulge. I gave her a dark smile. "You want me that bad, huh?" She nodded again. "Yeah. I want you." My dick was already throbbing by the time I set her on the mahogany desk, flinging the books and knick-knacks on the table to the ground. She lay bare against me, hazel eyes fluttered, legs wide inviting me in. Pleasure pulled low in my stomach, charging all the way down to my cock as I watched her soaked led lacy panties being brandished before me.

CHAPTER 4 Her body quaked and her heart raced as Gabrielle enjoyed her first orgasm with another woman. It was all she had imagined it might be and more. Gabrielle finally caught her breath as Callista rose from the floor and kissed her with all the passion of her just ended orgasm. Both reached out with extended tongues as Gabrielle tasted the fruits of her climax in the Callista's mouth. "Your turn, lover," Callista purred as she broke their embrace. Gabrielle couldn't contain her excitement as she and Callista reversed the positions they had just held. From her position on the floor, the thirty- seven year old pulled off the red lace panties that covered her prize with enthusiasm, exposin

Her long, midnight-black hair was spread across the pillow like dark silk, and her body bore the delicious evidence of their passion—faint hickeys blooming on her neck and shoulders, light handprints on her ass cheeks, and the sticky remnants of dried cum between her smooth thighs. Damien Cross woke up rock-hard, his thick morning wood pressed firmly against the soft, warm curve of her ass cheek. The sight of her like this—marked, used, and still so irresistibly tempting—sent a fresh surge of lust through him. He couldn’t resist. Moving slowly behind her, he gently spread her legs wider. Raven stirred, a sleepy, seductive smile curving her full lips even before her violet eyes opened. “Greed

The novel lay open under her hands-wet, crumpled, dog‑eared. He looked at it, then at her. He pulled the book free with one hand, and his own wet fingers brushed between her thighs again, smart with urgency. "One more time?" he rasped. Claire stared at him-ache behind her eyes, voice hoarse. "Yes," she finally breathed. "One more time." He kissed her, deep and rough. Closed the book with his other hand-cover snapping shut with authority. She rode him one more time, skin slick, body trembling, pulses crashing as she came again-slow, powerful, echoing under the hush of books. Rowan groaned and came with her, feeding her tight until he fell forward, forearm over her back, his breath ragged.

The deep, aching throb in my pussy had surged into an intense heat, consuming me like never before. Inside, my wolf purred impatiently, straining to take control. Damon’s large frame pressed over me, his powerful thrusts driving his cock into my pussy in a relentless, punishing rhythm that both ignited and satisfied my heat. “Ghh… mmngh…” Damon groaned, a low, possessive growl rumbling in his chest. He hooked his arms under my knees, forcing my legs wider and bending me almost in half. The new angle let him plunge his cock even deeper into my pussy, and I cried out, my vision blurring at the edges as he hit a spot inside me that made my body shudder.

He played with her asshole more boldly now, his thumb sinking deeper, the dual penetration pushing her over in no time. She came screaming his name, as her walls milked him. Johnny followed with a roar, slamming deep and spilling hot inside her. They slumped together, breathless “You’re so insatiable” she panted, laughing. He kissed her shoulder. “Only for you baby. You make me a hungry beast” “And that is why you fuck me to unconsciousness sometimes" “Not my fault baby. Blame yourself" "Well noted” she said, shaking her head

The library’s floor is polished, and it has a granite fireplace and a comfortable, well-worn sitting arrangement. I heave a sigh, relieved that Ms. Lennie isn’t around to reprimand me. I’ve always loved reading and collecting romance books at home, so seeing these shelves just makes my heart soar. I start my journey inside, searching for cookbooks. Instead, I stumble upon a book placed in a glass cage in the middle of the classics section. I lean forward, touching the glass as I try to read the title. It’s Macbeth and Hamlet by William Shakespeare. The air instantly abandons my lungs when I catch sight of the leather-bound cover. It’s very old but still stunning.

He reached around and rubbed her clit fast, pushing her into another shattering orgasm. He flipped her onto her back again, pushed her legs up toward her shoulders, and pounded her in a deep mating press. The position let him hit even deeper, his cock brushing against her cervix with every thrust. “I’m gonna cum inside you,” he growled, staring into her eyes. “Fill this real pussy with my real cum.” “Please, Sir… cum deep. Breed me.” With a deep, animalistic roar, Damien buried himself to the hilt and exploded. Thick, powerful ropes of hot cum flooded her pussy, spurt after spurt, filling her completely. Zara came with him, screaming as her walls milked every drop from his cock.

Slowly, she uncovered the clothe and almost passed out at the sight of his monster. Now she wasn't a virgin but she'd never had a dick as big as his. It was beautiful and she almost drooled at the thought of it filling her up real good. “What is your name? I want to call you by your name” she said, eyes still fixed on his dick. She wanted to touch it. To wrap it in her soft hands. “Damien.” He said. “Damien” she tasted the werewolf's name on her tongue. It was sexy.