Steamy Romance Novel Excerpts Novels & Stories

Excitement curled in Rosa's stomach as his blue eyes drank in the sight of my half naked body, he dipped his head to my neck and bit me softly. “You’re not what sort of woman?” Her only response was a moan, his lips nibbled upwards to the edge of her earlobe, his tongue flicked against the sensitive little piece of skin before he moved back down the column of her neck once more, reaching the tops of her bra-covered breasts he ran his tongue along the edge of the lace. Releasing Rosa's arms Axel used his hands to rip the lace bra apart, her breasts spilled out into his hands and he squeezed pinching the nipples to life, he heard her moaned and wrapped her hands around his neck.

Her moist pussy, swollen pussy lips and sexy legs made my penis throb. The stair well is warm and clammy from a steam pipe hissing steam as I approached this goddess. The steam made her smooth skin glisten as beads of sweat cascaded down her skin. Her body jumps as I run my hands up her cafes, my breathe is short as I enjoy the feel of her softness.

The look in his eyes sends a pulsing thrill through me. His gaze burns into me as he undresses. I can’t seem to lift my eyes high enough to meet his. Everything about him is beautiful. My fingertips throb to feel him. My tongue is craving the way he tastes. I lean up to satiate the powerful urges. Before my skin lands on his, he grabs my wrists and holds them to my side. His dark smile breeds more passion in me. Since my hands are tied, I scoot my body closer to his, but he moves away. Frustration paints my face, making him chuckle.

I smile sweetly at him. His eyes widen. “How is that romance?” “Well, becuase she falls in love with the new guy, and he loves her. Oh, and be warned, there’s two endings. Happy and sad. Decide the characters fate yourself.” I wink and he sighs. I watch as he opens the book ‘Tainted heat’ By Billiejo Priestley, and begins to read. It’s almost low level smut. I didn’t want to give him something where it goes too indepth, I can save that for next time.

Iris's POV I swallowed, my throat felt raw. The taste of him was still on my tongue, whiskey and something darker, something alpha. My own scent was everywhere, too: sweet, the unmistakable musk of an omega in heat. I was lying against his chest on the study sofa. Rafael's hair was a mess, his lips slightly swollen from kissing me, from biting me. The heat had eased, the sharpest edge of it, anyway, the unbearable burning that had driven me down those stairs

he whispered, then crushed his lips against mine. I eagerly opened my mouth to accept him. His tongue explored my mouth as his hands slipped beneath my dress, unfastening my bra. He looked at me, his eyes burning with lust and desire. For the first time, I felt like prey. He cupped my left breast, kissing it passionately before grazing my nipple with his teeth. “Arghh…..” I moaned as pleasure shot through me.

His tongue plunged between my lips, claiming me, tasting me, as if he could devour my very soul. I moaned into his mouth, my body arching against his, my breasts pressing against the hard planes of his chest. His hands trembled as they roamed over me, rough and possessive, tearing at the remnants of my gown until the fabric pooled at my feet. I stepped out of it, my bare skin glowing in the firelight, the sheer lace of my undergarments doing little to hide the curves beneath. The chemise was nearly transparent, the swell of my breasts visible through the delicate fabric, the dark peaks of my nipples begging for his touch. The lace between my thighs clung to me, outlining the soft folds of my

Every brush, every movement was a promise, an unspoken command, and I surrendered willingly, letting myself be consumed by the heat between us. “You feel too fucking good,” he groaned, pressing close. “God, Selene… I could lose myself in you.” “You will,” I whispered, arching into him, heat pooling low and high, every nerve alive. “You will, Damien.” His lips found mine again, and I melted into him, letting the tension, the desire, the fire completely take over. The world outside the room didn’t exist. Time didn’t exist. It was just us, raw and trembling, wrapped in each other’s heat.

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Heat beaded my forehead despite the fact that there was aircon in the room. " I'm about to cum," I said, my voice was low. He didn't retract his head. He didn't move backwards. He kept licking me hard. Making sure my thigh shudder more and more until I finally released. Energy drained, but I felt a strange refreshment in my body. He swallowed me whole. Licking every remains around my folds. " Tasty," he moaned. He stood up. And slowly he unclipped my buttons. His hands moved across my chest, making me feel somewhat filled inside.