Yuri R18 Novels & Stories

Yuri gulped down the sweets that were in his mouth and looked in disdain at the guy who was once again smiling creepily. “You need to spend some time in horni jail,” Yuri rolled his eyes at Kim. “Heh, but you did like it when I did a perverted thing to you.” Kim caught hold of his arms and pulled him in a tight hug. “What? There is no such thing as that!” Yuri said in a high pitched tone but that only gave away his squeaking voice. With his arms being caught, he did not even have time to run away from there. All he could do was try to slowly find

His gaze on me made my insides melt like I was made of wax and I had gotten too close to the sun. “I hope your boyfriend wouldn’t mind us being alone in your room?” Yuri said with a smirk. I was too busy drooling over my thought about him that I didn’t hear what he had just said. It took some seconds for his words to fully register in my brain. “Boyfriend?” I repeated the word like I was just hearing it being said for the first time. That was when it occurred to me that he was referring to Rian. Wait; was Yuri indirectly trying to find out if there was anything going on between Rian and I? That could only mean Yuri was interested in me.

I backed up, sat on the edge, he pushed me down flat, climbing over me as his hands roamed rough and squeezing my boobs hard, pinching nipples through the bra till they hurt good. “These are mine now,” he said darkly, ripping the bra off. My tits spilled out, heavy and soft. He sucked one nipple into his mouth, biting down. I gasped loud, arching up. “Oh shit, Ryan!” He laughed low. “Louder baby” That turned me on more, I moaned louder as he switched boobs, sucking and biting, his hand sliding down my belly to my panties. He rubbed my pussy through the wet fabric, feeling how damn soaked I was.

At one corner, a guy had a stripper bent over the table as he pounded her without any care about the other people in the room. It was more crazy here than most clubs. People were not scared to screw in public. The whole place smelled of sex. ******* Note!! Hey dear Readers, I marked this book as 18+ because they'll be some scenes that might be disturbing to readers, both gore and sexual scenes that I can not cut because it gives meaning to the story, and I may or may not leave a warning at the beginning of the scene. So before you continue reading, you should be prepared to come across matured content, torture and killings.

Cain pulled the knife from the sheath and held it up to observe it. The blade glinted in early morning sunlight that drifted through the windows. Cain placed the knife on the ground and slid it over me. It stopped just shy of my foot and I leaned down to pick it up. Examining it, I knew it was definitely a military-grade knife. "It's an Ari B'Lilah," Cain said. "It's an extreme use combat knife with the toughest and strongest penetrating point possible and one of the finest tactical combat weapons made in the world today—-specifically for the world's most elite counterterrorism unit, the Israeli YAMAN."

“You were gonna come all over my fingers like a needy little slut. Maybe I should leave you hanging longer.” “Please…. No,” I cried. “Oh?” He chuckled darkly. “There’s my dirty girl.” His free hand slid around to my throat gently, holding me in place while he fingered me ruthlessly from the front. “Now tell me how bad you want it.” I couldn’t take it anymore. My body was already spasming, heat building between my thighs like a fire. “I want it,” I gasped. “Please….. Haruki….just let me cum!” His thumb circled my clit. “Cum on my fingers, Aiko.”