Caged Fury Nude Novels & Stories

I don't know if I can make it. "I'm cumming!" Cyn finally yells. "Oh! Oh! Oh! Ohhhh! Fuck!" She clenches her pussy muscles around my cock, raises her shoulders off the bed and digs her nails into my back. That's all it takes for me, I let go and my body jerks violently shooting multiple streams of cum deep inside her hot, quivering pussy. Our bodies, tense and shuddering, lock themselves in a vice-like grip and vibrate together toward our mutual crescendo.

But if it's awkward, we stop. 'Deal.' Jordan got up and took his laptop off the couch and placed it on the coffee table. We went into the living room and sat down on the cushions, very close to each other, even touching shoulders. He started a browser and entered a site and scrolled to a video thumbnail, two guys, one of them muscular like him, the other one lean-bodied, both naked. 'This one's basic. Begins with them kissing and proceeds to fuck. No BDSM, no rough stuff, just two men toying each other assholes. He pressed play and the screen was filled with the scene.

Clay lay naked and blindfolded on the picnic table, his pale skin glistening with sweat under the warm sun. The rough wooden surface pressed against his smooth chest as he presented himself, face-down ass-up, ready to be used by the group of black men he had come to know as his breeders. His tiny, smooth clit was locked away in a shiny metal cage, the keyhole winking mockingly at the men who surrounded him.

"She's in a fucking.. cage!" "Alpha please lower your voice," Greg whispered, his eyes burning with fear "Gregory, you don't... You don't fucking get it!" "Talk to me, Caden," Killian pulled me back to face him, "tell me what you saw." "My mate, my ... Maya is in a cage that has these bars around it. Those rogues .. those fucking ugly, dirty criminals are just... Around her! Breathing.. snarling... All around her!" I was breaking down, I was losing it, I was shaking but I couldn't stop it.

He has no hands to help him; he has to rely on his mouth alone. His eyes narrow, the grey turning to a stormy charcoal, and he bares his teeth. Good. I want him feral. I want to be the one to tame that rage. Laughter erupts from the guys again. Cain doesn't care who’s watching as long as the friction continues. He thrives on the shame; it turns him into a furnace. Taking a ragged breath, he swallows me whole, his fury fueling his determination to break my composure. It’s just another level of our contest, one he has no hope of winning. I lean my head back, letting the sensation of his heat wash over me.

Keondra stepped back in a low whine. She stood before the mirror, her eyes fixed on the reflection that stared back. The glassy surface revealed a creature that was both familiar and yet, utterly alien. The fur was matted with blood, her eyes glowed with an unnatural light, a piercing red that seemed to burn with an inner fire. Red saliva dripped from the corners of her mouth, forming a sticky thread that clung to the furry chin. Her gaze wandered down her body, taking in the thick, muscular limbs, the razor-sharp claws that gleamed like polished bone.

She was surely set out to punish me. A few minutes after my mate eft the room, I found my way to the bathroom, staring at myself in the mirror. I knew everything about me was different. A huge dark tattoo had appeared on my chest. It was a tattoo of a male in a cage and a female staring at the figure in the cage. Without being told, I was able to decipher the meaning. My freedom was gone. I was the male figure in the cage, the cage was prison set by the moon goddess, the female was my mate, my salvation.

Just the way she looked… I shifted too, sitting up and wrapping my arms around a naked Raven. She bit her lip, realising my hard-on was rubbing against her. My eyes feasted on her smooth skin and I ran my hands down her breasts slowly. Her breath hitched when my fingers grazed her hardened buds. A work of art… "Perfection…" I growled. I grabbed her breast, biting down gently on her nipple and making her whimper in pleasure. The scent of her arousal clung to the air, a fragrance that I was fucking addicted to.

I was prompted to look into a room ahead through the window and gasped out in shock at what I saw. Three girls were tied to the headboard in their birthday suit as they were forced to please a scar faced man... While four others were forced to caress him and clean up after him. " No... I can't keep watching this! I can't! " I kept shaking my head hysterically... I was forced to open up my eyes when I heard a girl's scream. I watched as a girl was forcefully marked on the chest with a dragon... Despite her screams as the hot object burnt her body... She wasn't left alone...