Erotic Horror Novels & Stories

Moan fills the night. I slowly take off her shirt, call it threesome but I'm only here for the blood. Eric turn her around and kisses her, trailing his beautiful magical tongue against her skin which only tempts me more. "Like what you see?" He asked as his eyes remains on me while his lips came back to her neck. I held her mouth shut while he bites through her neck. "I'll kill anyone who get to have you" I tell him before I bite through the right side of her neck. I moan at the taste of blood, electricity sparks through my body as heat consum me. I don't what anyone think but blood is...... temptation.

“According to Lucifer, demons have been disappearing from the lower rungs of the circles of hell. Most of them have the powers that the creature I killed several days ago and your…date.” Her expression blanks as she peruses the sheet. “I don’t know what most of these creatures are. What’s an incubus?” My lip quirks. “They are male lust demons. They can entice their prey and heighten sexual desire.” Her eyes snap up to mine, and all color drains from her face. “I think…I think my date…” she mutters distastefully. “…might have been an incubus. I mean, he touched me, and I felt…things.”

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.

"I see. If you let me, I'd rail that pussy raw and knot deep inside you. My clit throbbed. Soon the bar emptied out. We both stepped outside in the parking lot, his beat-up truck waited. He helped me get in and then, he drove deep into the woods, parking where no one could see. He got out fast, pulling me with him. He slammed my back against the truck door. Placing his lips on mine in a hungry kiss, his tongue invaded deep. His big hands grabbed my ass hard as he lifted me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist. "Fuck, Erica," he growled against my lips. "You taste so damn good. Been hard for you since I walked in." I ripped his shirt open, buttons pooping off. His chest rock hard with scars

Rain hammered the glass behind her; thunder rolled like approval. He sped up, harder, deeper, pounding into her until the curtain rods creaked. Her free leg wrapped around his waist; nails raked down his back, shredding linen. He growled, fangs grazing her collarbone, then lower, biting the swell of her breast, not deep enough to drink, just enough to mark. Red crescents bloomed on pale skin. “You’re mine now,” he rasped. “This body. This blood. Forever.” Hypnosis held her gaze; she couldn’t blink, couldn’t look away as he fucked her senseless, relentless, possessive, claiming. Pressure coiled tight again, impossibly fast. Her walls fluttered around him; he felt it, groaned.

I grab her. My lips melt into hers, her skin meeting mine erotically. Her body is hot everywhere I touch her. I take her flimsy skirt off first, my fingers hooking on the hook for second, hesitant, before I rip it open. The skirt tears, revealing her pretty light pink pussy. Have I mentioned how soft her skin is? “Commando?” I say softly, smiling into her eyes, and she doesn't bother with a reply. She's forceful, movements impatient. Her hand pulls my head between her legs and I'm enclosed in their warmth. The heady, sweet scent of her pussy makes me drowsy, drunk.

He groaned, his lips parting in ecstasy as Leo was shoving his dick in me, my two legs raised to his face as he spanked my ass. I screamed as I felt something in me building up and wanting to spill, like urine, so I yelled and squirted, getting it everywhere. On Leo's face and chest and then Elijah's body too. All of us remained stoic, my heart skipping a beat from panic as I thought they would get mad till I saw both of them share a knowing look before both licking their lips, savoring my taste. 'Why do they suddenly seem to be in sync?' I wondered as I licked my bottom lip.

My mind was a fever dream of images from the magazine and the forbidden, half-formed fantasies l'd never let fully surface about the girl whose room I was defiling. The climax was a tidal wave building in my guts. Time to roll. I never finished on her bedspread. That was Rule One. I flipped onto my back, the bikini top still clenched in my fist around my cock. Two hard, frantic strokes, and here comes my beautiful orgasm... "WHAT THE ABSOLUTE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!" The voice was a shriek of pure, unadulterated horror. It sliced through the room, through my arousal, straight into my primal brain.

The forest around us seemed to fade, replaced by the thumping rhythm of our joined hearts. You see, Erico and I had slept together once before, but it hadn't been a memorable experience for me. It was my first time, incredibly painful and traumatic, marred by fear and a sense of being overwhelmed. The bleeding had seemed endless, preventing us from going to the utmost, from reaching our climax, leaving me with a lingering sense of unfulfillment and a deep-seated apprehension. The memory still carried a phantom ache, a ghost of discomfort that could easily resurface, especially when our passion escalated so quickly.

There was no one but darkness outside. "Who's that?" "Corrine?" "Elise?" Eiden guessed. He thought that it was his sisters being ignorant. Eiden approached the door and looked outside. There was no one and it looked deserted. Maybe everyone was fast asleep and didn't realize the power was off. Eiden closed the door and as he turned around, that was exactly when he saw the demonic figure. His eyes were fiery red with his entire body covered in blood. His teeth were sharp and emitted a lot of foul odor with two black horns on his head. He grinned at Eiden.