Cozy Fantasy Novels & Stories

I wrapped my hands around her hair and pulled it away from my cock, before I lost control to Circux. “Don't you..” Meara lunged immediately at my lips, parting her mouth and sucking severely on my tongue. “Fuck me, Fenrik. Please!” She pleaded like a dying woman desperate for survival. “I want you to stick your tongue in my cooze and tongue-fuck me.” My eyes widened as my jaw dropped. My dick jerked immediately after she mentioned her cooze. “Damn, Woman!” I muttered, my breath caught in-between my throat as my lungs collapsed and expanded. “You'll be the end of me.”

But it felt like hot iron was embedded in her flesh and was being dragged slowly across her palm. When she groaned loudly and collapsed on the floor, Asher and Carl rushed to her side. “Cathy! Cathy!” A cry tore through her lips. And suddenly just as the pain started, it subsided. Asher and Carl stopped short, staring at her right palm with bland expressions. When her vision cleared, Cathy looked down to see what they were staring at and her heart stopped beating altogether. On her palm was the intricate circular design of swirling lines and a rising Phoenix with a wolf beneath its rising feet.

They played make-believe, taking on the roles of superheroes and princesses, saving the world from imaginary villains and attending grand royal balls. In a corner of the room, a cozy reading nook beckoned them. Hazel and Theo nestled into the soft cushions, their bodies sinking into a sea of comfort. They surrounded themselves with a mountain of pillows and blankets, creating a fortress of coziness. With a flashlight in hand, Hazel illuminated the pages of a pop-up book, revealing hidden worlds and surprising secrets.

His gaze fell on a hickey on my collarbone, and he pressed me firmly onto the bed. I struggled desperately, screaming. A sharp knife pierced my skin, and blood covered the hickey. "Are you crazy?! Let me go!" Cade held me down with bloodshot eyes, the veins on his forehead bulging. "This will be the first time and the last time! I'll take down the news. Before I lose control, you better get back to normal!" The "normal" he was talking about was him having his intimate photos with his lovers all over the place, and me remaining unfazed.

Chapter 51 The Corporate Cum Queen(2) The Devil’s Contract. Casey’s POV My fingers couldn’t stay still as I undid the last button of my white blouse. The shirt slid open, exposing my heavy tits to seven pairs of hungry eyes. My nipples were already rock hard, aching from the cool air and the intensity of their stares.

Forbidden Fantasies

Nor had she ever seen such an eclectic collection of oddities. She picked up a pair of boots, vinyl, with a huge, plastic zipper. A vague memory of a porn film she had accidentally flipped on one late night flashed through her mind. Dominatrix, she believed it was called. She dropped the boots and sank onto a little bench sitting against the wall across from the racks of costumes. Fantasies. She had never had a sexual fantasy. All her sexual thoughts had always centered on Steve and their quiet sex life. All she had ever wanted was his hands on her, his lips telling her the things she wanted to hear.

Our security is lame. Going back, my book slightly glowed and miraculously made a freaking identification certificate. The same does for Zale. So this book made by the Gods can also do illegal things, convenient I must say. We didn't think twice and showed our certificate and the knights gladly welcomed us in the County. "Welcome to Heliutin County, travelers."

So I became quiet and took care of myself. But David and Joon did pay attention to me and they did care about me in their own creepy way. So even though I had this rule with myself to fight everything they did to me. I would enjoy these little moments where they care about me. Just then I would accept to be a part of their creepy fantasy of me being their little girl, to get to know the feeling of being cared for, of being loved for.

She also didn’t feel comfortable about bringing another man into Omar’s life. The weird sexual fantasies that Amy would have would get stronger and weirder every night. There was one sexual fantasy that would arouse Amy the most. She loved sci-fi action films. In Amy’s fantasy, she would imagine making love to her husband in the front seat of a futuristic mid-engine sports car that was on an automated assembly line, being constructed by factory robots. Amy imagined her weird fantasy as an opening scene to a sci-fi action film.