The Erotic True Story of Beauty and The Beast

Elle, flushed with a feverish anticipation, sprawled across the oak table. With a carefree giggle, she arched her back, and the remains of their feast clattered to the stone floor. It was a symphony of chaos, each porcelain shard and silver utensil heralding the carnal rapture to come. The beast towered above her, his chest heaving with a hungry intensity that mirrored the wild thrum of her heart.
Impatience clawed at him, an untamed creature desperate for release. With a growl that resonated through the castle walls, he tore at the fine fabric of his garments, shredding it from his body as if it were mere parchment. Buttons flew like glistening jewels, his breeches succumbing to his fervent urgency, and at last, he stood revealed: a portrait of raw virility and primal desire. This is not the fairy tale you grew up with.
This is a story of sinful pleasures, untamed passion, and a castle filled with wicked temptations. When Elle Rousseau sacrifices herself to the Beast to save her father, she expects cold dungeons and lonely nights. Instead, she's thrust into a world of forbidden indulgence and dark, aching desire. The Beast is a brooding, devastatingly powerful creature of raw masculinity, dark desires, and no mindless monster.
His presence commands submission, his voice is a growl of temptation, and his touch is enough to set Elle's body aflame. But he's not the only distraction Elle faces. His mischievous household staff-including a dominating gardener, a sultry maid, and a well-endowed butler-ensure that life at the castle is never dull. And when three raunchy fairies get involved, things take an outrageously sinful turn.
Lush, decadent, and deliciously sinful, The Erotic True Story of Beauty and The Beast is a tale for those who want heat, romance, and untamed passion in equal measure. This is not a children's story-this is a fairy tale meant to be devoured after dark.