“Would you like it to be your fault?” He wasn’t sure what she meant by that. Marcus leaned back and met her eyes, glittering through her eyelashes at him. “You are yet unsatisfied,” Miriham whispered. “If you would like some culpability for my weakness, I would happily take your consent and engage in a little further sin. Perhaps with my mouth?” Marcus swallowed. He said nothing for one second, two seconds, five seconds, ten seconds… “N-No,” he croaked. “Better not.”
From The Runechildren, Book Six of the Lonely Ship Saga.
🪐🌶️ Start reading Lonely Ship for free here! 🌶️🪐
ewanstone.uk/110-2/
#scifi #erotica #selfpublish #smutsky #spicybooks #Booksky #NSFWwriting #romancelandia #NSFWsky #skywriters #writingcommunity