Taboo Sec Novels & Stories

DAMON Tyler Brecken. The unmated male Rob mentioned. He’s heading straight for us with a confident smile. My wolf rises immediately. Mine. He needs to back off. “Hey, Tyler,” Maya says, but her eyes stay on me. Watching my reaction. “Save me a dance later?” Tyler asks, flashing her a smile. “Maybe.” He looks between us, sensing tension but not understanding it. “Alpha Kane. Good to see you.” I nod curtly, not trusting myself to speak without snarling.

“Some torture tool?” He smirked. “You’ll see.” “You didn’t tell me about all this,” I protested, sitting up a little, voice shaking. “I didn’t prepare to get tortured real bad… Please…” “Didn’t you read my description?” he said coolly, opening the box. Nipple clamps, flogger, vibrators, bottles of sauces, whipped cream—everything. “No… no…” I admitted, blushing hard. “Well, that’s on you, not on me.” His voice softened just a touch as he looked right into my eyes. “Safewords is ‘red.’ Say it, everything stops. This is consensual—your body, your choice. But if you stay, you submit.”

"The thing is, I don't have an issue with Master having sex with his sister or mother, nor do I have any issues having sex with his parents anymore, or Cindy, for that matter. I've accepted it's natural for him to do so. But having sex with my own seems sinful in a way his having sex with his family does not, probably because they are my parents. It doesn't really matter what the law says; we've been raised to believe it's wrong. So I can accept him having sex with his and you with yours, because the law says it's fine, but my own is entirely different somehow, because they're mine." "I know. I liked having sex with Dan and Harry on Memorial Day and Dan since. But thinking about sex with my

I don’t pull away, letting the moment linger. To anyone watching, we look like the perfect couple—polished, in love, untouchable. But inside, my head’s a mess, tangled with secrets. “Safe flight,” he says, then turns and walks off. I stand there, my lips tingling, my mind a mess. Jess nudges me, her grin wicked. “Well, that was intense,” she says as we head to the gate. “Seems like this Christmas is gonna be fun.”

The Taboo Chronicles is a curated collection of dark, twisted, and unapologetically erotic stories designed to push the boundaries of conventional desire. From the sacred halls of a silent church to the high-stakes shadows of obsessive power plays, these stories explore the raw, unyielding side of human hunger. Whether it’s the thrill of a secret shared in the dark or the surrender of a soul to a dominant force, nothing is off-limits.

"Taking your cousin's cock like a good girl." They started moving together,Damon thrust deep and steady, whispering dirty loving words. "This pussy belongs to family now and no one else will ever feel how perfect you are." Lily wrapped her legs around him, meeting every thrust,the taboo made it intense knowing his blood was the same as hers, that this was forbidden but felt like coming home. He flipped her over, taking her from behind, one hand rubbing her clit while he pounded harder Lily came again, her pussy squeezing around him, soaking the sheets,the pleasure was so strong she saw stars.

I buried my face against his shoulder as pleasure crested sharp and overwhelming. He followed with a low, steady groan, holding me firmly through it. Afterward, we didn’t rush apart. He stayed. Tracing idle patterns along my back. “You’re thinking,” he said. “I am.” “Regretting?” “No.” I turned my head to look at him. “That’s the inconvenient part.” He smiled slightly. “I told you. Not casual.” Here’s the truth: It wasn’t taboo in the scandalous sense. It was taboo because it was intentional.

Tabitha stated, repositioning herself to talk to Blake, who sat on her bed. “So what’s your excuse?” Blake asked, looking at Tabby. “I’m reevaluating this person who we were looking to promote, but he has a very unique fetish that only came to light tonight,” Tabby said, placing her tablet to the side to conduct a conversation with Blake. “Oh? What fetish this rising star has, if I might ask?” Blake asked, almost knowing in his heart. “He loves pregnant women and becomes their subordinate in the presence of them,” Tabby said shyly.

Where the other capos have regular strip joints, nightclubs, and casinos, I own Paradiso, an adult club where everything goes as long as participating members sign an agreement. The club provides members with private rooms and every adult toy on the market at an exorbitant f*e. Even though I own a taboo club, I never partake. I’ve seen people do some weird shit to each other on the security cameras that are there to make sure no one dies on the premises. Milo pulls into the secure employee parking area behind the club, and after climbing out of the G-Wagon, I enter the building using the back entrance that’s guarded by two of my men.

I never would have ever thought I would, but I do. I glance toward Damon’s office door, and Tabby steps out, walking toward me. Her footsteps are heavy, and she glares at me, “I hope you learned your lesson!” she growls, “Next time, you will knock! You will be fired if you don’t! I hope you understand the rules!” she pauses, leaning closer to my ear, “I see how you look at him, skank, but he is mine! Back off!” I stare at her in shock, and Mike appears as she threatens me, “Tabby, what the fuck is your problem?” he asks through gritted teeth.