Stepping Into Sin Novels & Stories

He smiles and then proceeds to l**k his arm with mine “Hey, Mr. Stefunny, get off! Let go of me! don't be insolent.” “If you really had paid attention, you would have realized that it is time for us to move forward and take our place on the improvised altar. My name is Stefano, not Stefunny” he says with a hint of irritation. “That's what I said, Mr. Stefunny”. He lets out a hiss, and I suppress the urge to laugh. ***

MADE TO MOAN 2 EVE MASON — STEP-DAUGHTER DANTE AMBROSE — STEP-FATHER MARIO SINN — STEP-FATHER'S BEST FRIEND MARIO'S POV “Don't bite your fucking lip if you don't want to find yourself slammed against the wall, screaming my name, Love.” I placed the dumb bells back into the racks, distracting myself from the little temptress herself. My best friend's step daughter, Eve. “How confident are we?” Eve's soft voice echoes from her end of the gym. She slips off her sweatpants and shoes, stepping onto a yoga mat. Her poses catch me off guard as she moves into a split, leaning forward with her back arched letting out a soft moan.

I knew for a fact that none of those prayers would reach heaven. Then the service started. Father John began slowly, his voice deep, infuriating, and commanding, filling every ear and heart. At first, I believed I could survive it. Maybe if I didn’t listen, maybe if I did not look at him, maybe if I zoned out, I would be fine. Maybe I could actually endure. And then he began. “Sin.” I gulped. “Begins as a small seed, unseen, almost harmless. But if you ignore it? It would destroy your soul.

Victor was known to find a liking for anyone with a pussy. I passed by the guards. Usually, everyone who entered had to be patted down, but they nodded at me and turned away. They knew I carried, and also knew that if they even bothered asking -I wouldn't take it too likely. The newbie who stopped me could attest for that. I met Santino in the private section. It was a few feet above the dance floor, overlooking the crowd.

The hallway stretched ahead, dimly lit, the beat of the music growing distant as we left the dance floor behind. This wasn’t like me. It wasn’t safe. Not even smart. But it was irresistible. The door clicked shut behind us. “Hope you can keep quiet," Grinning Sin whispered, "because this room doesn’t have soundproof walls. I nodded. He stepped behind me, his hands sliding around my waist, thumbs hooking at the hem of my dress. “Then let’s make a mess out of you.” I gasped, partly from the audacity, partly from the heat blooming low in my stomach. The mirror caught my expression—lips parted, lashes fluttering, three men closing in like wolves with no patience left.

Fuck, that shouldn’t make me harder, but it does. It’s like Satan has crawled into my skin and is leading this parade of sin. She doesn’t live too far from me, and when we pull up to an elaborate gate, she tells me the code to enter. I definitely don’t memorize it as I key it in and then wait for the iron gates to part. “This is me.” She smiles as I pull up to the doors, and she tries to get out.

My strong sister had survived! "Oh, thank the Light! All glory be to the sky," he whispered. For the first time in days, he could breathe freely. An immense weight lifted from his shoulders as he walked back to resume his duties. THE FORBIDDEN CHAMBERS. MISTRESS SINAI Mistress Sinai cautiously stepped into the dark room, her senses already picking up the scent of her male. Despite her confidence, a sliver of apprehension lingered within her. Her Daemon’s feral beast was very unpredictable.

Hello, If you're still reading Sin That Binds. It was decided that I'd make it a two-part series of short horror mm erotica. So here is BOOK TWO. I hope you enjoyed Book One, Matthew and Khatri's story, and their plot twist. Title: Sanctum

When Prez walked into a room, he demanded attention, like a king at court, all heads snapped in his direction no matter where he was. And Sin barely registered as a jester! “Sin,” Prez sighed, not even trying to hide his annoyance. “What are you doing here?” “Why, I came for the slaughter,” Sin snickered, practically bouncing towards us. “You didn’t think I was going to miss another chance at seeing Haley humiliate you, now did you?” And that’s why everybody hates Sin!

Kissing her was the only way out. At least, it felt like the only way to save both of us from what was about to come next. My lips collided with hers—not out of desire, but desperation. It wasn’t soft. It wasn’t sweet, just something I did to cover up our sins. And then the door creaked open. Shit. I didn’t need to turn around to know who it was. I could feel the weight of that stare at the back of my skin.