All Chapters of Sinful Thoughts : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Lisa“Let loose a bit, Alaric,” Rhain said to me, his chin covered in human blood and a brunette lying unconscious beside him with two large fang marks in her neck.After slapping a hand on my shoulder, he beckoned for a human blood slave. The woman sashayed over to him and sat in his lap, throwing her platinum-blonde locks over her shoulder and showing him her neck.Rhain pulled her closer and glided his fangs up the side of her throat. “You look like you haven’t had a good time in a while, A. Lisa isn’t doing it for you anymore, is she? You should suck her dry and find another slave.”I balled my hand into a fist by my side to control myself at the mention of Lisa’s name. He and the rest of my family might’ve thought that she didn’t please me, but they were wrong. She was so irresistible to me that I forced myself not to touch her like I should’ve.Slaves were our property to do as we wanted with them. But if I lost control with her, I would kill her, and I couldn’t fucking lose Lis

Nicholas It didn’t take long for me to secure the penthouse and all but drag Ava into the luxurious suite. I was so fucking hard my cock almost punched a hole through my pants, and the images I had running through my mind…Fuck. I was going to destroy her, but any remaining shred of conscience I possessed had disappeared the moment she’d uttered those words.Maybe I like those things too, NickMy blood roared at the memory.Baby, you have no idea what you got yourself into, I thought, shutting the door behind me.Ava stood in the middle of the bedroom, wearing a floral dress over her lingerie and a half-nervous expression. With her doe eyes and innocent features, she resembled a sacrificial virgin awaiting defilement.My cock throbbed harder.“Take off your clothes,” I said, my soft voice a whip crack in the silence.Part of me wanted to bury myself deep inside her as soon as possible; the other part wanted to savor every moment.Despite a slight shake in her hands, Ava didn’t h

TRIGGER WARNING: Degradation, Owning, Rough, Kennedy I didn't expect my night to be interrupted by my one annoying, insane, toxic and dangerous friends with benefits, covered in bruises and bleeding. But here we are."It doesn’t hurt unless you touch it,” he says. “Kens—” I kneel in front of him, not letting him say anything else. I lather the soap on my hands and start washing his legs. When I look up at him, his cock is standing straight up. It’s long and thick with a vein throbbing underneath. My mouth waters as I stare at it. “Sorry.” He roughly clears his throat, but never takes his eyes off me. I hesitate before reaching up and lightly gripping his cock. He rests his hand on the wall, bracing himself. Slowly, I slide my hand up and down, squeezing gently.“Is this okay?” I murmur, and he nods. I keep my eyes on his as I pump my hand over him, his thighs flexing with each stroke. “Your mouth,” he grits out. “Put it in your mouth, baby. Please.” Leaning up, I wrap my lips

Lucy I stare at Rhett, the way he relaxes in the chair.When he fluffs the book like a damn newspaper, I realize what he’s reading. A special edition signed copy of my favorite vampire smut. One that’s crawling with page after page of dirty vampire sex. “Oh my God, stop reading that book.”He clutches it to his chest and gasps. “This is my new favorite book. It’s giving me lots of ideas.” Rhett bookmarks the page with an actual bookmark (I couldn’t be more proud) and smirks. “I didn’t know you were such a dirty girl.”“Did you read the whole thing?”“Yep.” He smiles, that damn dimple popping out to kill me. “I don’t have a fountain to recreate that first scene for you, but I can eat your pussy on the edge of the bathtub if you’d like. I don’t think we need to be too exact, especially because you’re no virgin.”“Rhett!”“Not that there’s anything wrong with that. I had a question about the blood exchange though. Do you think something like that really heightens the sexual experience

Richard Is this okay? “Hell no, it’s not okay,” I say, but Gabe totally gets the wrong idea and pulls back. I grip his shirt and hold him against me. “It’s not okay because fuck, I need more. I need …” I roll my hips.“Want me to take care of that for you?”I nod because making words is impossible. I wait for that overwhelming sense to hit me—the reminder that I have no clue what I’m doing—but it stays silent, and the relief is strong. And I know why. Gabe. I completely trust that he’ll be okay with whatever happens, and it makes it easier to let myself sink into it and enjoy what comes next.“We’ll go slow?” Gabe asks.“Fuck, go as fast as you want.”He chuckles. “I mean in terms of what you want to do. Want me to use my hand? My mouth?”I nod again.“Both wasn’t an option.”“Why not?”“High school rules. It was only ever one or the other.”I really want his mouth, but flashing back to those awkward high school years where I first explored what I like, it was always a tit-for-ta