Beastiality Erotica Novels & Stories

TRIGGER WARNING & DISCLAIMER This novel is a dark, anthropological erotica that explores the primal depths of human desire, power, and submission. It is not for the faint of heart. If you are uncomfortable with morally gray characters, intense power dynamics, or explicit scenes that push the boundaries of consent, this is not the book for you. This story contains: • Explicit Erotica – No fade-to-black, just raw, unfiltered passion. • Dark & Dubious Consent – Power struggles, mind games, and moments that blur the lines between pleasure and surrender.

Maybe I was just imagining stuff because I was panicking. A group of people walked in on us with a very tall man leading them. Behind him were a number of at least five people with two females. I have never seen females this attractive before. They were all so tall and slender. Their features were sharp and charming and they had these fantastic bodies. Even the men were ripped and tall but they weren’t as bulked up as Zeke.

I raised an eyebrow showing my suspicion, but I pushed it aside for the moment, my focus solely on reaching Xavier. Pushing open the door, my breath caught in my throat as my words failed me. Through tear-filled eyes, I watched as Xavier and Dora engaged in an intimate act. I watched as he banged into her from below and she rode him like a bitchy horse and moaned in pure ecstasy. The sight was excruciatingly painful, and I instinctively covered my mouth with my trembling hand, unable to tear my eyes away.

If only that's possible. I dart my eyes around the sins taking place in this evil hall. The dance floor is flooded. The girls are adhering to the rules that guarantee their safety in this place by entertaining the hungry beats who are taking excessive pleasure in what they have invested in. The sight of the girl's naked ass grinding on the men's fronts while these dogs rummage their hands on every inch of the girls' bodies is impairing my vision. Ajay is right on one thing, these men are shameless disrespectful sex maniacs!

And I let him deceive me. Dennis held my face as he deepened the kiss, as he pushed himself into me, hungry and strong. I gasped with the feeling of that thick member inside me, undulating my body below it, without any control of that lasciviousness. We stopped being human at that moment. I remembered the various documentaries about animals in heat, which literally didn't care about sounds, gestures or predators around. I remembered how all the animals, even the cutest, became wild inside another, as my nails clung to Dennis' back. As we sought the greatest possible contact we could get in that sex, giving ourselves to that delicious pleasure of unexpected sex.

Sean took my right hand and planted kisses all over it , then he looked at me and said; "Hold it and feel it ,can you do that ? " . I was hesitant and he sensed it ,he slowly guided my hand down to his bulge and I gasped when I felt it . Sean's peni* was big ,erect and hard, really hard . "Now feel it " he told me. I felt it but stopped,too scared to continue. "Larissa,hold it and feel it like it's yours " Sean commanded. I did as he said and heard a moan escape his lips. Sean shifted my hand to the bed and gently inserted his tip into me,I felt a sharp pain and screamed.

“Come here, you little beast.” He stepped back, clearing his desk with a sweep of his hand. Papers and pens scattered. “Spread that pretty little pussy open for me.” I climbed onto the desk, laying back like a good slut, legs wide, glistening, and soaked for him. He stared for a beat. Hungry. Unreadable. Then he bent down between my thighs. His tongue licked a slow, deliberate line from the base of my pussy up to my swollen clit, and then he sucked, hard.

"So used. So ruined. I don't just want to fuck you... I want to worship the mess we made." Dante was still in my ass, his pace slowing into deep, soul-searching grinds that kept me pinned and vibrating. I looked down, gasping, as Jax leaned in. He stuck his tongue out, a long, wicked muscle, and began to lap at my swollen clit and the cream leaking from my pussy, right as Dante delivered a thunderous thrust into my ass. "Oh god! Jax! D-Dante!" I was at the center of a storm, my body no longer my own. But just as the world began to tilt into a fresh climax, the heavy silence of the house was shattered.

He was already naked, and despite myself, my gaze drifted over the magnificent figure above me—the lean lines of muscle, the scarred skin, and the massive evidence of his arousal. He leaned in to press kisses across my face and jaw, trailing down to my neck. Then, even lower, until his mouth reached my breast, taking the nipple between his lips. He sucked hard, his tongue twirling around the sensitive flesh before his teeth grazed me slightly, sending sparks straight to my core. He moved to the other, lavishing it with the same attention until I was arching against him, my breath coming in ragged, desperate pants. Then Fenric rolled beside me, pulling me close, pressing his chest and rubbing

“All my life, I have never been touched by a man. I’ve remained clean and chaste” – Ava Goodchild … I remembered last night. The beast’s torturous hands in between my legs. How he worked his hands gradually, into my vulva. Making me gasp in pleasure. “Little Ava…” His hands vigorously rubbing on my clit, taking about two hands in. After a while, they became sleek from the juices that flowed out. With a burning sensation, in between my legs.