Best  Erotic Shifter Romance Novels & Stories

No deep pressure that made my mouth fall open. He started moving, steady and careful. “Fuck, you’re wet,” he groaned. I wrapped my legs around him and moved with him, but every thrust just made me think of the desk. The way Mr. Grant had held my hips and forced every thick inch inside me. The way he had called me a slut while he used me. Derick kissed my neck. “You feel so good.” I closed my eyes and pretended the voice in my ear was deeper. Older. Meaner.

*Trigger Warning for violence and sexual assault Unknown POV I would say it was almost too easy, but after all the planning I did to prepare to make Erika mine, it wasn’t that easy. Finding out she was being protected by a shifter was unexpected. I had to do a lot of fucking research to find out what takes down a shifter. I had to find Hunters, the kind that don’t hunt deer, in order to learn that it’s silver and wolfsbane that kill shifters. Then I had to figure out how to get that shit.

My hands squeeze her ass cheeks, holding her tight to me, while she’s got her legs wrapped around me in a vice grip, clawing at the backs of my shoulders with her hands. When I start getting close, I change up positions- I drop her to the bed, throw her legs over to one side. Grasp her hip as I hammer into her from this angle, harder, deeper. Then she’s twisting onto her stomach, rising up on her knees, sticking her ass out for me to take her from behind. In that position, we both climax gloriously, and even though there’s no risk of getting her pregnant since we’re weeks away from the next full moon, I pull out and come all over her ass cheeks. By the time I’ve grabbed a washcloth and clean

Clarissa was kissing Alicia’s balls and my Beta’s head fell back as he mumbled to me, “Do I get your cock in my ass?” “If you want.” “Can it be now?” Clarissa appeared at my shoulder, his cheeks streaked with frosting. “I’ll give you a blow job, Alicia, while Dante puts his cock in you.” With Clarissa on his back and Alicia on hands and knees hovering over him, his cock dangling close to the snow leopard shifter’s lips, I shuffled behind my Beta mate and squeezed the lube we’d bought in town onto my hand. I coated my fingers with it and thrust them into Alicia’s hole.

“Just breathe, little one.” He stayed still, whispering soft words against my skin, kissing away the tears that slipped free. Only when the sharpest edge of the pain faded did I whisper that he could move. He did. He started slow — long, careful strokes that let me feel every inch as he sank deeper. Each time he almost pulled out, then filled me again, the stretch turned into something hotter. He found a spot inside me that made my toes curl and my breath catch. “You take me so well,” he groaned. “Such a perfect little mate… made to be filled by me.”

“A lot of shifters out there would do anything to have your place. Anything at all. To have my protection. To have my affection.” I crawled back onto his lap, leaning in to kiss the side of his face. Like magnet, he attracted me. Unlike poles merging to become one. “And I'm thankful. For not turning me away despite everything I've done.” With a triumphant growl, he pinned my hands above my head as he worked his way down. “Hold still, pet,” he ordered, nuzzling my pussy, his hot breath fanning against my skin, sending shivers through me. His fangs grazed over my bare labia and I froze, amazed by how erotic and dangerous he could get.

and as if our bodies haven’t just fucked and been fucked beyond any normal capabilities, I suddenly relish in the fact that you’ve got to fucking love shifter stamina. And just like that, we dive right into round number two.

Hundreds of shifters collided in battle. We were fighting for our friends and the kingdom. They were fighting for total tyranny. Delta Marcus shifted, his brilliant black wolf dodging and tearing through anything that attempted to block us from our goal. I could see where Lamia got her beautiful coat and large wolf from, even if she was twice his size, he was still a magnificent sight to behold. He fought with grace, each move calculated but executed with ease and efficiency.

"Connor shifted!" Dante runs over, Sera right behind him. Their son—their nine-month-old son—is a wolf pup, looking confused but not distressed. "That's not possible," Dr. Chen says, examining him. "First shifts don't happen this young." "Alpha bloodlines sometimes shift early," Elena says. "Dante had his first shift at four years old. But nine months?" She sounds awed. "That's unprecedented." Connor shifts back to human, just as suddenly, and starts crying. Sera scoops him up, soothing him.

His jaw clenched and his eyes glowed before he inhales the air and definitely he smelled my arousal. That's one of the many things I learned about Shifters. They have sharp and sensitive smells. Practically, they can also smell their mate's arousal. I asked him about it and he said that he can smell mine. I felt so embarrassed when I learned that but he reassured me that the arousal of their mates was the most enticing and alluring scent for a Shifter. And it was parallel to the books I read. He leaned closer, his hands continued fondling my breast. "That's not a kiss"