Zebra Romance Novels Novels & Stories

Their pussies continued grinding together, making wet sounds fill the office as they tribbed shamelessly on the carpet. Riven watched from the couch, slowly stroking his thick cock. The sight of his ex-wife and his secretary fucking each other on the floor was better than any fantasy he could create. Claire sat up straighter, grinding down harder, her hands squeezing Jessica’s tits as she rode her pussy. “That’s it, sweetheart… rub that pretty cunt on me. Let me feel how wet you still are.” Jessica’s head fell back, moaning loudly as their clits rubbed perfectly with every movement. Their bodies moved together in a slow, heated rhythm... kissing deeply, sucking on each other’s breasts, and g

"You have a fire in your soul, Celess. A passion for life that I find... intoxicating. I wanted to share that with you." Celess felt her heart racing in her chest. She had always been drawn to danger, but this was different. This was the ultimate forbidden romance, and she didn't know if she was ready for it. But as she looked into Steve's dark eyes, she felt a sense of calm wash over her. She didn't know what the future held, but she knew that she wanted to spend it with him. Without a word, she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Steve's neck, pressing her lips to his in a fierce, passionate kiss. As they kissed, she felt like she was finally home.

But after she dropped that little truth bomb about Zane not caring about fate, my mind is going even crazier than before. Sleep? Forget it. The second I close my eyes, I picture Zane in the middle of a crowd of unmated she-wolves—half of them with hair tosses sharp enough to give someone a concussion. They’re all waiting for the full moon to light them up like a “fated mate detected” beacon. And literally any one of them could be it.

When his lips finally left hers, he slowly opened his eyes, his deep gaze carrying a hint of fondness and indulgence. Lina's breathing became rapid as she looked at him, feeling lost. "Mmm..." Zuko smiled and whispered in her ear, his voice low and pleasant, "It's different..." "Huh?" Lina was stunned. "What's... different?" "Different from what I read in the novels." Lina blushed like a bleeding cherry. Zuko analyzed it seriously. "I've read a few romance novels. The kisses between the male and female leads are supposed to be sweet."

The emptiness only made me crave him more. I should have felt disgusted, but I didn’t. Instead, I found myself craving his dominance. BDSM or not, I just wanted to forget Lee completely.I wanted something new, something beyond the missionary position and riding him the same old way.

I washed the blood away, took a warm bath, and applied plaster, first aid. ...... "Meow." Rio moved towards me. I stroked it gently, trying to forget. I don't want to think about Zey. I don't want to think about her. "Come here buddy." My hands moved slowly over the cat's fur while my mind lingered on Zey all alone in the other mansion. I'd push her past her limit today. Her face kept replaying in my head. Every expression, her sharp intake of breath, every sound she made, her eyes, the beautiful brown irises.

“I thought you knew.” His eyes softened. “Knew what?” “I was always yours.” For a moment, neither of us spoke. Then he kissed me. Slow. Tender. Certain. And somewhere through the haze of happiness, I found myself thinking— Maybe honeymoon rules could start a little early. _____ Julia- My fingers dug into the invitation. The expensive cardstock crumpled beneath my grip. The elegant rose-gold lettering seemed to burn itself into my brain. YOU ARE CORDIALLY INVITED

"This isn’t a romance novel, Nanny. This is my life, and I’m just trying to do my job without embarrassing myself." Nanny laughs, clearly enjoying this way too much. "Oh, Isa. You’re making it sound like it’s the worst thing in the world. Just imagine it—a forbidden workplace romance, secret glances, and the tension! Oh, how thrilling! The babysitter and the boss. You’ve already got the perfect setup." I glare at her. "Nanny, stop. He’s my boss, and he has a child. A cute child, by the way, who is clearly going through something. I’m not about to entertain any fantasies about him."

His hand stopped its lazy exploration of my breast. “N-no,” I stuttered, afraid I had offended him. In one smooth motion, he rolled me onto my back and settled between my spread thighs, caging me beneath his powerful body. His dark eyes burned into mine with raw intensity. “Then why don’t I show you that you are mine… and no one else’s.” --- He didn’t wait for my answer. Lord Blackwood kissed me deeply, claiming my mouth as he positioned himself at my entrance. I was still sore from last night, tender and sensitive, but the moment the thick head of his cock pressed against me, the ache turned into something hotter.

Somewhere in the villa, in the security room, Zade was watching that. The thought made me feel powerful. Desired. I opened the book and started reading. The novel was well-written, the kind that didn't shy away from explicit content but wove it into an actual story. A romance between a woman and her bodyguard—how apropos—with plenty of tension and heat. I read through the setup, the growing attraction, the charged moments. Then I hit the first sex scene. And despite having spent last night being thoroughly ravished, despite my body still carrying the evidence of Zade's passion—I felt my arousal building as I read.