TW: PrimalEliaI’ll never stop being a coward and will never do what I want.To take risks.To step out of my comfort zone.I want that feeling of freedom again. I need to overflow with being both wrong and right at the same time.That's what I kept telling myself after clicking on the club's profile, I pause, then type a DM.I want to be chased and ambushed. In the dark. Where you can use me and no one knows.They read it. But no dots appear.I stare at my screen for what seems like hours, but no reply comes.So I flip my phone and groan when it falls on my face.What the hell have I done?I’ve been asking myself that question ever since I woke up this morning with an epic headache and an ache between my legs. Why the bloody hell did I message a sex club and tell them about my darkest fantasies?I had gotten over that situation, I even forgot about it. Until I received a reply from them. They had paired me with someone. They explained how they had sent him my details.Oh, God.A few
MelissaPeople always tell you how bad forbidden love is. How you should stay away from it. How it's.... forbidden.What they don't tell you, is how captivating it is. How it lures you into its tight grip and doesn't let go. How... intoxicating it is.Honestly, if the way I feel for this man is the same way Eve felt in the garden of Eden, towards that forbidden fruit, then I don't blame her for eating it.Because I would too.I swung open my door and stomped down the hallway to his study. I didn’t even knock as I pushed through the entrance.There he sat, Tristan Ford, glasses and a smirk on his face as he pumped himself once. His cock completely bared to me, long, hard, thick and throbbing. I gulped as I stood there. Seeing Tristan in the world he’d created for himself, surrounded by beautiful carved white crown mouldings, all the books had been turned with the pages facing out too, all white. The black bookcase holds all of the books in their rightful place. His desk was glass, his c
DianaI made out with my boss. My employer and I do not regret it. I'd been working with him for more than a month now and this was the first time we had ever really acted out on our desires. The first time was that mistaken kiss and I believe that was when everything went downhill. It was the time I was unable to go to bed every night without touching my aching cunt to the thought of my boss.Going to the kitchen to place my purse on the hook, I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw what awaited me. Christian stood next to the coffee pot as it percolated, his perfectly tailored pants hugging his body like a glove.He’d put a little weight back on since I'd started working for him, and damn did he fill out those pants nicely. The top few buttons of his white dress shirt were undone, his tie hanging loosely around his neck. The sight brought me back to my first day here when I helped him with his tie. He hadn’t asked since, but I wondered if he left it like that because he needed my hel
DianaChristian's cool dismissal had shaken me, making me feel like an unwelcome guest in his home. He’d been so excited about me staying the night when he brought it up last week, but now I felt more like a nuisance.“Hey,” he said from the threshold. I didn’t reply, just watched as he propped his shoulder against the frame. “Do you have everything you need?”“Yeah.” Except for you. I kept that thought to myself, not wanting to make things more awkward than they already were. I clutched the clean pyjamas had in my hand to my chest in an attempt to soothe the ache. “I’m just going to grab a shower before bed.”He stepped aside to allow me to exit. I stared straight ahead, unable to look at him as I passed. I didn’t know what had happened between last week and this morning to cause this change in him, but I couldn’t help but wonder if what we had was already over.I held my breath as I stepped through the doorway, not wanting to inhale his irresistibly masculine scent. It left me in a
YvonneI can't believe I was stupid enough to agree to this marriage! Now I'm stuck with a dangerous man that my body can't stop reacting to.He’s laughing. And I’m dying inside.“Wife!” Daniel shouts after me.My inhale is choppy. “Fuck you!”I have one foot out of the bedroom, wondering if his driver will take me if I ask to leave when a large wet body collides with my back.I’m so worked up the shock makes me scream.“Oh, you’ll fuck me, alright.” Daniel lifts me, just like he did this morning, and backs us into the bedroom.“Get off me!”I hear him kick the door shut. “No.”I struggle, but his arms are solid muscle, and his hold doesn’t budge. “Put me down.”“You don’t hate me.” He walks us straight to the bed and then throws me down. I land on my stomach, but before I can roll over, he’s on top of me. His still-sopping-wet body presses into mine. “You want to.” I try to push up, but he snags my wrists and holds them together in one of his large hands above my head. “But you can’t
Cersei“There are so many,” I whispered.I shook my head, staring at all the patients on this hospital floor alone. There was no way that this was sustainable, no way that we’d treat all of the patients without either getting sick ourselves or having a slew of casualties.Usually, I wasn’t like this. I had never thought this way before. I always walked into the hospital with a smile on my face and walked out of the hospital with a smile on my face … but after weeks of patient after patient, after weeks of quarantine … it was getting tough to smile.Dr. Francis walked out of room 209, handing me a clipboard. “Ventilators, Cersei. We need more of them.” He walked past me, heading toward his office.“But … but we don’t have any more, sir.”He turned around, brown eyes hardening into such a sinful stare. A stare that he had been giving me all the late nights we worked together here. A stare that made me want to rip off all his damn clothes and let him take me to the locker room when my sh
HannahLiving with your ex has got to be the most inconvenient shit to ever happen to someone. It's worse if it's an ex that dumped you at the altar.Axel Haven is a pain in the ass.Worst of all, he's a handsome pain in the ass that I've been living with for a month.Yesterday, he stopped me in the hallway, pressed me against the wall with one hand around my throat and the other on my ass, and he just kissed me. For over ten minutes, he just kissed me, and it was the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced in my entire life. I don’t know when he’d have stopped if my brother hadn’t interrupted us.My lips were swollen, and my skin was red and tender from his beard, but I could have let him do that all day. Because while he might be a devil who fucks like a god, his kisses are hellfire.He summoned me to his office a few minutes earlier, which usually means sex on his desk, on the sofa in the corner, or against the door. But not today. I’m going to grow a backbone and behave like the girl
Dara “Why did you give me this?” I hold up the bottle. “Hugging this isn’t going to make me feel better.”“I know why it smells different now. My sense of smell isn’t great because I scent more in the water, but when I opened the bottle, I could separate the components.” He takes it from me again and sprays the pillow I’m lying on. Rafe’s essence sinks into me. I groan, slipping my arms around the material, and then breathing him in.Pathetically, I cry, letting out my pain as my heart breaks. My lust for him amps up to a dangerous level. My entire body is on fire. I groan, snatching the perfume from Caleb.“What is this?”“He peed in it. He marked the entire territory too.” He crinkles his nose in disapproval. That’s sick. I love it. I spray more, basically dousing myself in it until my body becomes so hot, I sweat.“Get out, Caleb! Get out!” I scream at him and at the same time, flames leave my mouth. I don’t care about that new ability. All I want is Rafe. He backs away, holdi
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LilahI was breathing heavily as I passed through the doorway, trying not to breathe in his incredibly attractive scent. His arm shot out, encircling my middle and stopping me dead in my tracks. It left me in a whoosh."Delilah," he growled. My pulse raced, so I inhaled deeply a few times before looking up at him. A ticking muscle in his jaw gave him a smouldering look. For a considerable amount of time, neither he nor I moved. I shouldve pulled away, but I resisted the urge to melt into him. But I was unable to. I found myself drawn to him.Then he struck. He turned my body toward him as his hand tightened around my hip. He pressed me up against the doorway, his lips crashing down on mine, the trim sending splinters down my spine. One hand slid into my hair, his fingers curling around the nape of my neck, trapping me in place with his hard body. Against my stomach, he grew long and hard, and I groaned into his kiss.Abruptly, he pivoted me once more and pushed me back into the chambe
Cedric I lay in bed, unable to rid my mind about the war. Deciding to focus on something else apart from death and blood, I shift my thoughts to the raging hard on I'm currently nursing.Desperate for relief, and not caring how it happens I summon one of my guards and send him to bring me a suitable and willing omega.Whoever she is she'd feel lucky and happy to have been chosen to warm my bed tonight. A few minutes later there's a knock on my bedroom door."Come in," I call out and then the door is opening revealing the guard I sent. He steps aside and a young woman steps forward from behind him. "Good evening, sir." She greets shyly. I peruse her body from head to toe, and then nod to the guard signifying that I'm contented with her.He nods and then steps out, and making sure to close the door behind him."How may I be of service, sir?" She asks sultrily as she walks until she's standing in front of me."So eager," I curled my lips up and chuckled, gaze flickering down t
JadaKarson sat on my living room couch, flirting with two blonde chicks that he had probably slept with a hundred times already. Everyone in this town seemed to know everyone else because it was so damn small. I had moved here because of the beautiful mountainous landscape, but after I met Karson, I immediately wanted to move back home.He was a dickhead.I threw back my shot and let it burn my throat.If he was not making out with me, he would probably yell at me for drinking too much alcohol. He was always complaining about me, a city girl, moving to the country; when I needed to hire that bitch to remodel my kitchen, he would not stop making mean remarks about it. He was the only fucking man who did that kind of shit in this whole town.Karson reached for his beer, took a sip, and gave me a glare with those dark brown eyes I detested looking at me every single fucking day. Everyone knew everyone else in this tiny town on a daily basis. It didn’t matter who you were or what you did.
Brad "You're perfect," Paul says firmly. "Every inch of you."He punctuates each word with a kiss, trailing down my neck and chest. By the time he bends down and takes one of my nipples in his mouth, sucking hard, it's hard to worry about anything but the pleasure building inside me."Fuck," I grit out through my teeth, trying not to squirm. "You don't know what it's like to work that hard on your body and watch it getting wrecked right before your eyes. You probably came out of the womb with a six pack."Paul chuckles, the sound sending vibrations through the nipple he's grazing with his teeth. This is a dangerous position to be in with a guy who turns into a toothy monster—and has some pretty fucking sharp fangs even in this form—but it feels too good to want him to stop."I don't see anything wrecked," he says, lowering his hands to my stomach once more before he peels my shirt off the rest of the way. His hands immediately settle back on my waist, and his fingertips brush ove
SageLaila and I were left by Constantino in his BDSM room, strapped to the walls and with vibrators wedged deep within of us. I balled up my fists around the chains and held them there tightly, feeling a rush of pleasure. It seemed like we had been coming here repeatedly for more than an hour.I was propelled higher and higher with each vibrator vibration. I turned my head back and peered at the wall-length mirror at the side of the room, sensing that it was probably not just any ordinary mirror but rather a device that allowed Constantino to keep an eye on us as we approached, operate the vibrators, and grant or withhold pleasure at will.My crotch constricted, and I let out a loud moan. I felt wave after wave of pleasure shoot out from my core, sending tingling through my limbs and numbing my mind. And even though, had I been in charge, I would have removed the vibrator from my clit, the vibrations persisted.In fact, my vibrations seemed to get faster somehow each time I visited.
SageLaila was lying on the bed next to me, her tongue moving rhythmically in my mouth and her soft lips pressed against mine while she wore a dark green lacy lingerie set. I pressed my thighs together to ease the ache between them and kissed her back, my hands traveling down the curves of her body.Since she and her girlfriends returned to the high-rise apartment earlier for an early brunch, Laila had been observing me like some sort of prey while Constantino had been at work all day. I was the housekeeper, as her friends would say.However, we were both aware that I did not tidy anything in this house.We only made it dirty together. That is all.“God,” Laila murmured against me. “I’m so glad that they’re gone. I couldn’t wait another moment to get you alone.” She moved her hands down my body, undoing my bra and tugging it off me. “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you since last night with Constantino.”I felt her lacy panties were soaked for me as I dipped my fingers down
Sage One million dollars annually.That is how much the Mafia boss and his spouse wanted to use me as their plaything. Their desire was for me to reside in their house, sleep in their bed, and instantly bend over them like a child. Their desire was for me to reside in their house, sleep in their bed, and instantly bend over them like a child.But no strings attached never worked out.I cautiously made my way through the Buratti family club toward the back offices, where a towering security guard wearing a black suit and black sunglasses stood, amid flashing lights and grinding bodies. I held the contract in my hand and looked up at him, my heart racing a million miles per hour.“I’d like to see Constantino, please,” I whispered.He gave me a perfunctory glance before nodding and directing me to Constantino's office.Naturally, there were many drawbacks to the job and the money was illegal. I would be singled out by rival families, harassed by the police, and looked down upon by t
CatherineAll I wanted was a night alone, just the two of us, to escape the stress and obligations of parenthood. That is exactly what we need.More precisely, I really need a playdate tonight.I can not help but clench my jaw at the sensual music that permeates the hallway leading to Jay's office. I can not stop myself, so I take my time walking and take a quick look behind the curtain to see the group activity room. I clamp down on my bottom lip as I take in the scene, allowing the desire that warms my belly to grow.A couple of women in front of me are slowly being undressed from behind by their partners as they are deeply in love.Her breasts protrude as one man slides the dress down his girlfriend's arms. Her lover takes possession of her mouth, but her friend goes straight for her uneven pink nipples. They have a ballet-like choreography to their movements.The display makes me feel good, and that is all I need to be reminded of it. Feeling desperate, I drop the cloth and make m