Armand was appointed king, his small hellish kingdom was nothing compared to his nemesis. But he was not claiming for more, he was done after his lover's demise as King Ranulf accidentally kill her and made both of them cast to hell. He's a fallen angel who wanted nothing but to spend the rest of his eternal life grieving in his way. That was until the day he met Rain, the human werewolf he thought can heal his wound. But he was rejected, he thought Rain liked him until he chose King Ranulf. The day he was going to kidnap Rain was the day he got badly wounded. And Rain once again rejected him and told his lover not to hurt him. And that's how for days he ended up in the care of a very chatty Succubus named Basilea. ***** No one knows how valuable Basilea was, not even the last king she served her life for. Basilea was the last princess of the demon succubus, both parents were killed in the great war less than a hundred years ago. Her kingdom falls and she had no desire to fill her royal throne. She was living the harem life with King Ranulf, her life was easy under his protection. Basilea was brought by King Eustace, the ruler before King Arkael and King Ranulf. She was taken in just before her she reach adulthood, no one knew her, and no one gets close enough to peel layers of her deep darkest secret until Armand. The one being she couldn't resist, the one male who can fulfill her desire. She was a demon after all, and she knows that demons don't get her happy ever after. Or do they? ***** Warning! R-Rated for 18+ due to strong, explicit language and sexual content*
Armand's POV
I hated Ranulf for not killing me. I wished that he did and be done with it. The loss that I felt for my angel had not lessened in all those decades. But when Rain was there, my mind was healed, he had made the hurt go away.
Those couple of days that we spent together were easily the best I've had in decades. I was a ruler of the least popular kingdom on the west side of the hellish region. I've had no urge to join the battles of other kingdoms, never feel the need to.
My warriors were there to defend, never to attack. I was never motivated enough to broaden our territory, yesterday was the first battle I had our warrior engaged in. I was prepared to die, and my legion was aware of the situation, and they wanted nothing but to follow me to their deaths should we fail in getting Rain back.
"... you need to stop moving. You know, you should be thankful that he spared your life, he had changed a lot since master Rain. They said that he's the one..." the demon succubus was putting on the healing ointment on my open wound.
I was closing my eyes, once again. I was trying to tune her out. For a succubus demon, she's very chatty, and I was definitely not feeling it. My body was healing, it was not as fast as I expected it to be. But Basilea said that Maven was the best demon sorcerer in this hell hole.
Getting myself off the bed I was ready to leave his palace, if he was not going to kill me, then I will hunt him down until he will. I was desperate for the release, knowing what Rain had made me feel, I knew that I have to have him back or die trying.
"Hey, where are you going? you're still... shit! I told you to stay still!" she was quick to catch me before I fall from the bed, my feet were lifeless I couldn't even stand up on my two feet.
What the fuck is wrong with me?
She finally pushed me down to the bed, while I was still trying to feel my legs. I shouldn't be having an issue with my legs. Unless...
"You were poisoned, one of our warriors use poison on his blade. You almost lost your hand..." she said pointing at my left hand. I was surprised to see the blackened fingernails because I didn't feel the hurt.
She was crossing my body to reach for the ointment, her succubus smell was enticing me. I've had several sexual encounters with their kind, but her scent intrigued me. She's different.
It was two days later when I finally asked her. "Why are you tending me? I'm sure there are lesser beings that are more than competent enough to nurse me."
"Why? am I not good enough for you?" She looked at me and actually pouted. How strangely arousing...
"You're very chatty for a succubus." I decided to tweak her emotion further.
"The king asked me, and when he asked no being would back down until they're told to. So here I am."
"Lucky me."
She finally let out a soft laugh, so light and cynical that it catches my attention. She must be a higher rank succubus demon to have attracted me this much.
"Apparently, so... you also like master Rain? there must be something about him to have two kings fighting for his attention."
"I'm barely a king," I replied back sighing knowing that I have failed my warriors.
"You shouldn't feel bad Ranulf got this kingdom practically handed off to him. King Eustace was the true king who had built this kingdom to its glory, King Arkael was chosen after his death, then King Ranulf was obviously the ruthless choice after King Arkael..."
Again she was filling me with unnecessary information, but by that day I had learned to skim her words, mostly just by looking at her. She was a succubus after all, and her beautiful features alone can make me look at her for the longest time. Then there was her intoxicating scent.
I was trying to get up, I was feeling the boredom and was ready to leave the palace.
"Where do you think you're going?"
"To get Rain back..."
"Forget about him." She said sharply.
"I can't..." I rest back on the bed when she pushed me down. I was not resisting, and deep down I know there was something more to her words, and I was waiting for her chatty self to reveal what was really going on with Rain.
She was sitting beside my bed, her allure was pulling me to her and she was slowly arising my sexual desire. Her small little touches have been calling me to give in to her seduction. Her hand caressed my hair and she was lowering down herself smirking at me, knowing that she had me under her spell.
Oh, fuck it!
I pulled her down to kiss me and she was more than hungry for my desire. Our tongues were entwined and she was letting out the sexiest moan. I was hard in seconds.
Well...then...
"You taste so delicious, I wonder..." her seduction was obvious, maybe she was trying to keep me from going away, maybe she was sucking my energy to keep me to the bed.
Either way, I was letting her as she sexily trails her kisses down to my waistline, then slowly uncover my throbbing hardness.
It has been a while since Rain, and it was obviously liked the attention.
"Oh fuck! You're one talented succubus..."
She smiled wickedly at me, knowing that I was liking her treatment. Maybe her nursing me was not such a bad idea after all. Being with a succubus usually satisfied me to a certain extent, but I know that she was a different kind when she started to pleasure me and let my length deep into her wet and very tight throat.
"Fuckkk... ride me! fuck me now..." I grunted and moaned louder when she did just that. My hands were quick to strip her naked, her voluptuous figure was a treat for my eyes.
Her desire was strong as she rocked her hips to mine, I was holding her and thrust harder making her body arched back as she took in my hardness deeper.
We were intensely fucking when one of the guards came into the room to check in on her.
"Leave!" I growled at him, not wanting him to see the succubus in her naked form. I know from experience that once they're in a sexual trance, succubus would feed on any being they see. And I was strangely not wanting her to feed on anyone but myself.
I flipped her while groaning from the pain of my wounds. Yet I managed to keep her down, her eyes were fixed on mine. Her aura was letting out her spell, making the guard standstill. I looked at him and ordered him in a much harsher tone.
"I SAID LEAVE!"
He finally snapped out of the trance and was out the door in seconds.
"Impressive..." she said sexily under me, her dainty fingers trailing my chest. I ignored her word, and start kissing her harder, she moaned louder under me when I started fucking her harder.
I knew she was closing in on her climax, I was surprised that I was making her come that fast. My pride was lifted and I was getting harder from it and she was feeling it as she finally climaxes hard, I didn't stop and kept on fucking her harder and faster until she was closing in on another high.
"My king... please... "
With her last plea, I latched my lips to her nipples and suck them hard one by one. Her back was arched while she moans for more, then I grabbed her legs to my shoulder and pushed deeper until we both finally shattered, and I was pumping my cum as she clenched me tightly with her walls.
I rested my weight on her for seconds and she was rubbing my back and kissed the crook of my neck. Her words were small and raspy when she said.
"Please keep me..."
I didn't say anything, my mind was still on high but I pulled her on top of my body and let her rest on my chest.
"Ssh... rest my little demon."
It was Emilie's last chance to save her career. She was balancing her folder while knocking the door at the same time. She was supposed to meet Mr. Markov, a single doctor in need of re-furnishing and re-decorating his house. Her boss was itching to date her, saying if Emilie lost the contract she would have to date him to remain as an employee in his company. The folder was heavy, her arms were getting tired. Moments later, the door opened and revealed the handsome single doctor. Emilie was overwhelmed and dropped everything to the floor. ***** He had one appointment before he went to the ER. He needed the meeting to finish early. Max opened the door as soon as he heard the bell. He was not ready for the beauty in front of him. The woman seemed clumsy enough to drop everything to the floor and then cursed colorfully. Well... he was amused by her as he helped the woman with her things. What will happen after their first meeting? And where's the Mafia part in this story?
"Lay down for me, baby, you're going to be a good doll for me, aren't you? you're going to let me do anything I want with you?" Warning! R-Rated for 18+ due to strong, explicit language and sexual content.* Remy lived most of his life in a boring middle-class family household before everything turned out badly and he found out what his parents had been hiding from him. He left home out of spite. Then a certain situation made Remy a serial bedwarmer, moving from one lover to another. Ghazi didn't expect to bump into Remy. He knows what is expected of him, the family does not tolerate same-sex relationships. It was frowned upon within the organization where Ghazi had managed to hide that part of him for years. That was before he met Remy. Since then he knew he was screwed cause he realize that he'd kill anyone for Remy, even if it was one of his family members.
Welcome to Smut Town, where the steamy stories are connected. Feast on our townies' thirst for romance. From their sexy billionaires, and ruthless mafias, to their sexy sugar babies and hot college students. This is a book compilation of our town's smut universe, where lust turns to love and happily ever after is inevitable. The book will start with our delightful sugar baby Jacqueline and her polyamory relationship with the twin billionaires, Percy and Grady. Then we continue with Ella's story who is also Jacqueline's neighbor and the twins' sister. All the stories will entwined as you go through each couple and end with their happily ever after. As a bonus...find the new adventure of our townies' very own Vampire clan. Read the first story of how our Vampire King falls for his little human killer, Tessa. To all of my readers who have read my books as stand-alones, I dare you to read the book as a whole. Experience our townies' lustful endeavor to reach their ever-after without pause.
"Don't play coy with us, Jacqueline. You know that we want you," Grady was to my back and kissed my naked shoulder excruciatingly slowly. We...oh, fuck. ***** Since a very young age, Jacqueline has always been the adventurous type. Growing up she didn't change, her curiosity developed in all aspects of her life. But watching her mom wilted away because of her dad's affairs made her swear not to fall for any man. She moved miles away from home to free herself of her family's hypocrisy and judgemental view of their social circle. Jacqueline couldn't believe the day when she was recruited by an escort agency. Her love of intimacy was reflected in ways she always imagine. The lack of family closeness made her crave attention from others, up until the day she met the twins, from then on she never felt so suffocated in all her life. Follow Jacqueline's journey as she discovers love, not only from one but two men. How will she handle them, and will she follow her guts and fall for both brothers?
"You can strip him naked, baby, and do what you want. I'm just going to watch." I said huskily then backing away and poured myself another glass of wine. Promiscuous Series: 1. Between Them 2. The Lovers 3. The Desires 4. The Forbidden Lust Ben has always been best at what he does, he's handsome, tall, kind-hearted, and cheerful. That shouldn't be the result of growing up with parents who rejected his sexual orientation. But he learned how to survive when he run away from home. Ben knows how to mingle with the right people and have the guts to take jobs that would support him. His life was doing just fine, he was happy, he was financially okay, until one day he was terrorized by one of his clients. ***** Jasper is a straight man, he grew up to be a paralegal, have a safe job for his boring kind of life. He was satisfied with what he had accomplished in life, he thought he was happy, until he met Ben. Until he was falling for the one sugar baby he shouldn't have. ***** Warning! R-Rated for 18+ due to strong, explicit language and sexual content*
Bree was moving erotically teasing the handsome man sitting still with his hands planted firmly above his knees while he calmly enjoys the strip show. Gage's eyes scanned her body, watching her intensely as her thumb hooked on the waistband of her skirt then slowly unzipped and let the skirt fall to the floor then she turns around shaking her ass adorably making him laugh. ****** Babes is a strip club where the dancers danced, there are strict rules for the dancer not to offer themselves to their clients. Prostitution is a big no at the club. Though rules are meant to be broken, especially when the dancers are desperate enough to get extra cash. Babes cater to a high-end clientele of well-dressed men with various backgrounds, from rich sleazy playboys, and bad boys CEO executives, to cheating husbands with cash to spend for a private lap dance. The dancers at Babes are beautiful sexy women with different backgrounds from struggling actresses, and single moms with bills to cover, to students having to pay for their student loans, there are also women who just like to dance and be appreciated by men. But in Babes, people fall in love, strangely they found their match in the high-end strip club where they least expected. Follow this story and read how the dancers struggle for love and how the men find their future happiness.
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."
Becky endured three years of marriage to the cold-hearted Rory. In all that time, she naively reasoned that one day, he'd gradually come to like her. But the second he forced her to kneel down and humiliate herself, she knew she had been wrong about him. This man had no feelings for her at all. So why should she still love him? When Rory gave her the choice between kneeling down and divorcing, she didn't miss a beat and chose the latter. After all, why should she waste her youth on this scumbag? Wouldn't it be nicer for her to just have fun every day with her billion-dollar family fortune?
Janice, the long-forgotten legitimate heiress, made her way back to her family, pouring her heart into winning their hearts. Yet, she had to relinquish her very identity, her academic credentials, and her creative works to her foster sister. In return for her sacrifices, she found no warmth, only deeper neglect. Resolute, Janice vowed to cut off all emotional bonds. Transformed, she now stood as a master of martial arts, adept in eight languages, an esteemed medical expert, and a celebrated designer. With newfound resolve, she declared, "From this day forward, no one in this family shall cross me."
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
Five years ago, Alessia La Rosa's life took a drastic turn when, suffering from memory loss, she wed to Dominic Carter under her grandfather's mysterious arrangement. But their marriage was a facade, bringing her only humiliation and heartache as Dominic showed no love, and she couldn't conceive. Upon discovering Dominic's infidelity, Alessia sought liberation through divorce. Yet, fate had more in store for her. Five years later, spurred by an anonymous email hinting at her lost child's whereabouts, she returns to the city with her twin babies in tow, determined to uncover the truth. As she navigates the tangled web of her past, a surprising twist awaits. Dominic, upon meeting her again, finds himself drawn to the woman she has become, unaware of her true identity as his former wife. Little does he know, the woman he's falling for is not only his ex-wife but also a powerful Doctor and Master Hacker.
To fund her father's medical bills, Helena stepped in for her half‑sister and wed the city's notorious deaf heir. On their wedding night, as she bared herself, he dismissed her hope with, "This is strictly business." Living beneath the weight of his unpredictable moods, she learned to fear every moment. When everyone bet on her ruin, he became her fiercest protector. But as their contract expired and she gathered her things, tears shimmered in his eyes. "Please… don't leave me."