Taboo Books Romance Novels & Stories

THEMES: Dark and Intense, Incubus- X- Human, Demon- X- Human, Filthy tone, Accidental demon summoning, Memory reading, Blackmail pre plot, Risky fuck, Public setting, Fucking in a Library, Aftercare, Revenge, Spell Gone Wrong, Spell circle, Trapped in a Spell circle rune.

The night air touched my bare legs beneath the robe like a secret. I am Lila Cabruno, a very well known celebrity. Today, I wanted to relax. My naughty boyfriend, Charles denied me sex saying he's too busy. I challenged him, saying I would get good sex somewhere else despite the fact that I knew I was wrong. Charles had the best dick ever, fuck him! A tall woman with a sleek ponytail met me at the door. Her voice was low and calm. “Miss Voss. We have your private suite ready. No names, no cameras, no interruptions. This way please.”

Tim flooded Jenny's pussy multiple times, rough and brutal, while Lila got railed by his brothers. Jealousy fueled them. Tim seething as Lila screamed for more, Lila glaring as Jenny begged for her daddy's cum. They fucked through the anger, bodies entangled in taboo ecstasy, no end in sight. Was this the end of Lila and Tim's marriage? Or the beginning of a beautiful arrangement?

Because I knew what simmered underneath their fake stoicism and cracking restraint… was the same thing that hid beneath mine: A pathetic desire to abandon everything to the heat of lust. But all that went out the window when he started dating Valia, vice captain of the volleyball team. Long flawless legs padded by thick thighs that screamed anything but innocence. She wasn't a slut, but by no means was she innocent. The desperate, broken whimpers leaking through our paper-thin walls made that crystal clear. She was exactly the kind of temptation I had to have my hands on before leaving. “Fuck—” The headboard slammed again. Another thrust. Another muffled curse.

Climbing onto the bed, I kicked the duvet aside and spread my legs wide, then grabbed my earphones and hit play on my favorite audiobook. “Hello… Daddy.” I activated the audio play. The low, velvet voice filled my ears instantly. “Mmm, Laila… you came back, baby. My naughty little slut. Close your eyes for me and spread those pretty legs wide and let your fingers slide down between your thighs. I want you to feel how wet you already are just from hearing my voice.” I obeyed without hesitation, kicking the sheets aside and parting my legs shamelessly on the bed. My fingers tremble slightly with excitement as they trail down my stomach and settle between my cherry folds.

“Let me make you feel good, little wolf.” He slides one thick finger inside me and I gasp at the intrusion. It feels so good, so much better than my own fingers. “So tight,” he groans. “Fuck, Maya. How are you so tight?” “Because no one else has…” I gasp as he curls his finger, hitting something that makes stars explode behind my eyes. “No one else has touched me.” He freezes. “What?”

The Nun In The Library I IN the library, dust motes danced in the lone shaft of light that shone through the stained-glass window, illuminating the rows of bookshelves that were properly lined in the back. Sister Mary, her habit a stark silhouette against the warm glow, traced a finger along the spine of a theological text. The scent of old paper and beeswax polish clung to the air, a familiar comfort that came when she was reading books. Today, however, an unfamiliar tremor rippled beneath her skin. A new scent, sharp and vital, cut through the accustomed quiet: sandalwood and something else, something musky and undeniably male.

“Always.” Erotica 2.

Warning: 18+ only. Featuring hardcore taboo and age-gap erotica. This is an erotic boxset containing twelve stories of irresistible steam, steam, fun, and naughty stories. If you're not up to eighteen, this book is not for you. Get ready to be intrigued. To feel. To...sin. ---------- “I made myself tight for Big Daddy,” she leans up and whispers in my ear. “Every morning and night, I clenched it really tight, released, clenched, released…”

I trembled when his lips fell to the base of my neck. Truth be told, I had enjoyed every sizzling moment with him. It was so different. Perhaps that was why it was called a sin and a taboo. And that was the reason I couldn't sleep a wink, the memories replayed itself for a million times. And I wanted him again but I couldn't bring myself to do so. Logic was useless to me. I was fighting against him while emotion was gaining ground. Uncle Wilton turned me on in way other man had ever done.