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Post - Apocalyptic Horror | Action | Yuri Harem | 18+ | Rated R | Mature Content | Slow Pace | Smut | Obsession | Erotic It started with a kiss I don’t remember giving. A rooftop. A moan. Someone’s fingers buried in my hair like they belonged there. A mouth on my throat that said I tasted like something they lost in another life. I wasn’t dreaming.

His pace became faster, his hand tracing every curve of my body. He grabs my thighs and wraps it around his torso bringing our lower body closer and now grinding, I had no idea if I was moaning or groaning at this point. He was just hitting the right spot and we are still clothed, I was already imagining how it would be if we were not. "Yes right there!" The female lead from the TV spoke again with a groan like she read my mind. Both my legs were now wrapped around his torso. He lets go of my lips, both of us now panting at the rush we just had. He pins both my arms down, interlocking our fingers.

My brows met in an instant. Bleached hair, fair height paired with muscular body, fists made for fighting, studded lips, and a reputation darker than mine, Jackson Wang is our senior and a football team member who got expelled last year after being caught dealing drugs at a party. Why won't Catherine date me instead if she's going to date someone not far from me? My sunbae indeed had a reputation among the girls because well, you can’t deny his looks, but damn, with the little confidence that I have, I honestly think I could compete with that.

Hey future readers! This a different book complimation. Containing several books of this series. Atleast containing up to 30-40 different books. Same Genre, Same Trait. Note all pages has an hint on the erotic part. Strictly for 18+. ************* Juliette tried not to stare when Louis entered the kitchen only wearing a towel. He was just out of the shower and his short brown hair was slicked back. He had a beautiful, tanned, muscled body. She’d become his private chef three months ago, and she was after all in his home, but she had still not gotten accustomed to his perfect six-pack, or the muscles rippling down his back as he leaned into the window and looked up at the sky.

he said, his voice rough. He pulled her wet shirt up and over her head, tossing it aside. Her bra was next. He unhooked it with one hand and threw it away. Her breasts spilled free, nipples tight and sensitive. Jake lowered his head and took one nipple into his mouth. He sucked hard, his tongue flicking over the hard peak. Mira gasped and arched her back. The sensation shot straight down to her pussy. She felt herself getting wetter, her panties already soaked from more than just the rain.

His scarred hands moved fast, wrapping and unwrapping as he worked the bag with steady power. Lila bit her lower lip. She pulled out her phone and opened her secret folder. The videos showed rough, dominant older men fucking younger women hard. She turned the volume low so only she could hear the moans and slaps. Her free hand slid down into her tiny cotton shorts. Her fingers found her clit right away. She was already wet. The wetness coated her fingertips as she started rubbing slow circles. Damien kept hitting the bag. Each punch made a loud thud that echoed through the empty warehouse. Lila rubbed her clit in time with the punches. She started slow and careful, pressing just enough to fe

⚠️ Author’s Note – Mature Content Warning ⚠️ Hey, lovely readers! Just a quick heads-up — this chapter contains explicit sexual scenes that are intense and may not be suitable for all audiences. Please read with caution if you're sensitive to dark, mature themes. Also, I’ll be honest — I'm still learning how to write erotic scenes, so this might not be perfect, but I poured my effort into it and truly hope it delivers the heat and emotion you're craving. 🖤

"Because I have years of fantasies to fulfill, and one night won't be nearly enough." As his mouth found her neck again, Wendy wondered briefly about tomorrow, about professional boundaries and workplace complications. Then his hands slid beneath her skirt again, and she decided tomorrow could take care of itself.

"You rascal!" Fremingo chuckled, took it, threw it on the bed and went into the bathroom. Yuri had already taken a shower when she was at home. She changed into pajamas and went to bed. Listening to the sound of running water from the bathroom, she was inexplicably a little nervous. She played with her phone to distract her attention, but she saw the WeChat message from Rachel. Honi Ruan: "Yuri, did you use adult's gift?" Honi Ruan: [remember to give the feedback.]

“Why? You… I tried to kill you!” “It’s not your fault!” Yuri grunted, trying to pull Yuuki up, but to no avail. Yuri may be an eighteen-year-old teen, but she is still a girl, and she lacked the physical prowess of the male. “You’re just a child…a gentle and innocent child. You don’t have to kill if you don’t want to! It’s not your fault! You’re alive, aren’t you? You’re like us. You’re a living breathing human.” Yuri didn’t even realise when she had actually started crying herself. She hadn’t cried since she was nine years old. And yet, this girl who is so much like her… “Don’t…give up…!” The eyes of Yuri, Tohya and Ren widened as they saw Yuuki smiled. A real smile this time.