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Pretend none of this was happening. Instead, I pulled the oversized sweater over my head, revealing the thin tank top underneath. My nipples were clearly visible, hard and begging for attention. Kane’s gaze dropped to my chest, hunger flashing in his eyes. “Bra too.” I reached behind me and unclasped it with trembling fingers, letting the straps slide down my arms. My breasts spilled free, small but perky, nipples tight and rosy in the firelight. “Fuck,” Kane breathed, almost reverently. One large hand came up, cupping my left breast, thumb brushing over the sensitive peak. I gasped, arching into his touch. “So perfect, so innocent... and all mine for the next however long this storm lasts.”

Took me a long time to complete this one and I am very grateful to some of you who waited this long, those who commented and even drop vote, I can’t thank you all enough. As usual, I always like to update a book immediately after finishing one. But funnily enough, I already started one before this one ended. This book is a bit different from my style. It’s not the usual, billionaire, werewolf, single mom, rich kids and all. Drum rolling! Doooooooo! Dooooooo! It is a “SMUT BOOK.” I mean...Sex Book! You probably didn’t expect that right? Yeah but I am just trying to work out something new and fun for my readers. And I am hoping to do a great job on this one again. The title is—Dangerous Addict

Wouldn't want to add ‘liar’ to that list. “Well… it's spicy.” I carefully said. “But I like how it's more than just lust and infatuation. Seems like there's a deeper connection between the two.” She sighed. “Yeah, most of my books are written that way. I find it easier to write smut when it's based on true love.” “You have other books?” I asked. She nodded, turning back to her screen. “Yup, across different platforms.” “Cool.” The silence returned again as she continued typing. Once again, my mind wandered about. I couldn't stop myself from asking the question.

The best part of my day is refreshing GoodNovel and D****e and reading all the comments, especially because it allows me to interact with you guys. That being said. Writing this story was so gratifying, brought me so much joy, that I’m also not ready to leave that behind. So I am thrilled to announce my new story, “SUBMISSION 101,” a Professor/Student romance which dropped on November 26th on GoodNovel and D****e. It has about 10 times more smut than this book tho, so reader's discretion is strongly advised! Once again, thank you for reading, commenting, gifting and leaving gems!

The words jumped off the page—raw, filthy, so unapologetically explicit. Oh gods, this isn't sweet romance. This is pure smut. Dirty, detailed, filthy smut. I should've closed it right then. Put it down. But my eyes kept scanning hungrily, my breath coming shorter and faster. Dorian's thrusts grew brutal and deep, claiming every inch of her possessively. "You're so fucking tight," he groaned loudly. "Milking my cock like you were made for it." Jean shattered around him suddenly, screaming his name as the pleasure crashed through her body hard.

I’ve been dying without being able to send comments these past two days! [Wait, what happened? A bug?] [No, the book switched platforms. The old site shut down and the author rewrote the main storyline. It’s been re-uploaded on SmutReads!] “Smut… SmutReads?” My face drained of color. I couldn’t help blurting it out loud. The comments froze for a moment, then exploded. [Ha! I knew she could see us!] [Sweetie, you probably don’t know, right? The redemption arc got scrapped. It switched to a smut romance, and you’re the new female lead! The new storyline starts tonight.]

I absolutely hate when wolves use my full name, but my inner beast is secretly shocked he actually bothered to remember it. He shoves his massive hands into his pockets, towering over my sitting form like some ancient pack deity. His blue eyes drop down to scan the cover of my book—it's a super explicit, feral wolf smut novel. It's my absolute favorite comfort read, the exact book that dragged my wolf into the world of erotic wolf romance. It's basically my version of zoning out after a brutal week. A wicked, dirty smirk spreads across his full lips. "You like dominant alpha kink, pup?"

My jaw ached, throat raw, but I kept sucking, tongue swirling around the thick vein on the underside. "Fuck, Alex…swallow every drop." He buried himself deep and came with a low groan. Hot, thick spurts flooded my mouth. I swallowed desperately, coughing a little as the salty taste filled me. He kept pulsing, making sure I took it all. When he finally pulled out, a string of cum and saliva connected my swollen lips to his glistening cock. I gasped for air, face flushed and messy. Damien tucked himself away, then looked down at me with dark satisfaction.

Stroke, for planting this seed of obsession in me. Her supple olive skin, jasmine-scented hair. With a few more pumps of my fist, I came, watching the hot water flush my cum down the drain. Fuck. After my shower, I dressed to meet Dominic. I had something I needed to make disappear, and someone to warn him off of. The memory of his hands fondling and gripping my fiancée’s waist sent tremors through my fingers.

“Pretending the city doesn’t whisper about you.” Her chin lifted, sharp. “I don’t pretend. I rule.” “Do you?” He stepped closer, close enough that the scent of her perfume hit him; dark, expensive, intoxicating. “Because from here, it looks like Damian is ruling you.” Her breath hitched, subtle but there. Adrian smiled, dangerous and slow. He had found the weak spot. “Careful,” she warned. But her voice was softer now, like a wire pulled too tight. Zariah’s POV