Erotic Horror Book Novels & Stories

“Because there’s more.” For a few moments, I was humping him, and the sound of our moans filled his room. I was hot, sweaty, but I was elated. I was fucking him, after all. The Alpha. Aiden. With all of my might, and he was responding in kind. His hands that were on my hips initially when I began to ride him were now on my breasts, and they were kneading them, and I was screaming in ecstasy. “Yes, my little kitty,” he murmured on my breasts as his lips moved over them. “Scream for me.”

Finally, he sighed as he relaxed once my fingers went to work. “Eros is an incubus demon and must have sex to take the life force from humans to stay alive and to pay back Lucifer for the inappropriateness he tried with his daughter,” he said softly. My fingers froze as my brow furrowed. “He is a real demon? Did he try to seduce the devil’s daughter?” Nodding he said yeah and nudged me to keep petting him. “So he has to be a man whore to stay living? That seems like every man’s dream,” I muttered sourly and Samson pffted at me.

Cover courtesy of eroticdarkfantasy.art on I*******m. ********** This is a particularly dark erotica with horror elements. Please read with caution. ********** A wave of power coursed over me and I suddenly wanted to curl into a ball. His fury was like being caught in a whirlwind. I felt like I couldn't breathe. He shoved me back against a tree and caught my chin. "You think you're a clever girl but let me be very clear. You open this pretty mouth of yours..." He trailed a thumb roughly over my lips. Dragging over the bottom one. "Not only will I have you thrown in WitchFall, but everyone you care about."

The most erotic sight I'd ever seen. I held her close, rocking my hips slowly while she came down from her high. I could feel her pussy pulsing around me like a little heart ㅡ so fucking cute. I kissed her neck softly while I thrusted deeply into her again. "Such a good girl..." I whispered against her skin.

A cold bolt of horror gripped my heart as he began smearing his thick head against my rapidly moistening mound. The sensation of his cock sliding over my cunt felt like liquid heat. For several long moments he tortured me with dreadful anticipation. I felt my fluids leaking out and spreading like hot oil over my labia and all around his turgid head. With an evil laugh, he flipped his heavy organ up and slapped it down heard onto my clit. I jumped in surprise as the unwelcome contact sent shockwaves racing through me. It felt so heavy and thick on my body that the thought of him brutally shoving into me filled me with dread. "Noo, please, I'm begging you!" I cried even as my hips began rollin

It’s an old leather-bound book, with a red leather cover and a gold emblem on the front, she turns it to read the spine, “The Parrot and the Hunter. Is this a children’s book or a weird shifter romance novel?” Morpheus laughs, and she sits down and opens it, “Ah, romance novel.” She taps it thoughtfully, “No pictures.” She smiles as Sol flushes and she curls up on the sofa to read, she flips through, “Oh, my apologies, there are pictures.” Sol groans as she takes in the etching of two people clearly fucking each other senseless. “Informative pictures.” Morpheus laughs hard,

"When I was browsing a bookshop recently, I came across this. It was being sold openly. The illustrations inside are deeply improper, and the woman depicted in them is my cousin." It was an erotic picture book. The woman's face was never shown, yet her poses were overtly seductive, and a rose-shaped birthmark was on her waist. Eleanor frowned. "What is this? How do you know the woman in these pictures is Charlotte?" Yvonne's voice rang out clearly across the hall. "Because my cousin has the exact same rose birthmark on her waist." The room erupted. Every pair of eyes turned toward me, and the looks on their faces said everything. One moment away from becoming Crown Princess, and now this. Ho

“If it isn’t little Lia the nerd. Come to watch the show?” “I—I’m sorry,” she stammered, clutching her books tighter. Her nipples hardened against her bra. “I didn’t mean to—” “But you’re not leaving.” He turned fully toward her now, cock still in hand, bold and unashamed. A bead of precum glistened at the slit. “You like what you see, don’t you?” Lia’s mouth went dry. Her pussy throbbed. She had touched herself hundreds of times thinking of him, but this was real.