Erotic Snow White Novels & Stories

The ceiling swam above her, and in her fading vision she imagined Samuel's cold stare—the gentle man she knew now delivering her to hell. The scalpel descended. She felt nothing. Her mind drifted far above her body, watching the doctor's steady hands move. … The hospital corridors carried that same antiseptic smell. Samuel stood outside the doctor's office, absently brushing his thumb over his wedding ring without realizing it. The doctor adjusted his glasses, expression grave. "We've reviewed Ms. Snowden's medical report, Mr. Terrason."

She opened her left eye and gazed at the spot where the wolf was, but… The wolf snuggled Snow as she lay there on the floor, with fur as white as snow, the white wolf’s bluish eyes looking feminine and gazing at her. “She likes you,” the female said, and Snow rolled her eyes. “Yeah, she does,” she remarked sarcastically, and the female chuckled; she walked towards the wolf, stroking its head gently. “She’s ours,” she added and gently caressed the wolf’s fur, "The silk white fur of the wolf, like freshly fallen snow, seemed to glow in the light. Her blue ocean eyes stared deep into Snow's, holding a mysterious allure.

Hilarion hammered her backside with a loud Thwack, his thick meat buried deep in her tight hole. "Crying? Go on, cry out loud. It makes me horny! Haha! Sss... you're gripping me even harder! Oh... raw-fucking this wet brat!" He accelerated until she was screaming. Then they changed positions, laying her spread-eagled so the others could watch the giant rod devouring her. "Her hole is popping!" "Yeah! She’s erupting! Look at it spray!" Slake stepped over her, offering his rod to her mouth. Snow White inhaled his intoxicating Titan pheromones, her eyes glazing over. She took the rock-hard spear into her mouth.

Eric kissed him before getting out of bed and trudging towards the bathroom to grab a warm towel for them. Snow wondered how his legs still worked because he was certain he wouldn't be getting out of bed any time soon. He couldn't even feel his legs. Eric has ruined his body completely. "Don't blame me, you fuck like a god too." Snow whined and Eric couldn't help the laughter that erupted from within him. His lover is the most adorable little creature he's ever seen. ********

My mouth watered. “Look at that pretty pink pussy,” he murmured. “Still dripping from earlier. You love being used, don’t you, Hazel?” “Yes, Derick,” I whispered, cheeks burning with shame and arousal. He rolled his chair closer. “Crawl to me.” I did, on all fours, stopping between his spread thighs. His cock stood thick and heavy, veins pulsing, the head already leaking precum. It looked even bigger up close. “Clean it first,” he said, voice dark. “With your tongue.”

(A/N: Hello sweety, I want to inform you and assure you that this book is certainly the erotica book you are looking for. This book is all about the thrilling sex life of a youngster, which is very erotic, steamy, and has a touch of dark relationship and dark romance (BDSM). (Do enjoy reading!) Snow POV I stare at the naked figure besides me in amusement. I still can't believe that this man is the one making me moan crazily like a mad woman.

She coughed, choking again, and pulled back, releasing his shaft. “S-Sorry… I’m not good at blówjob…” she apologized, her voice weak. Demetri let out a soft chuckle at her apology, moving to sit beside her on the bed. Snow’s eyes fluttered shut as he leaned in, his lips crashing against hers, parched and desperate for him. Demetri devoured his wife’s lips without hesitation, having missed their soft, red plumpness. He wasn’t about to waste a single second claiming them. Snow felt the rough yet delicious rhythm of his kisses, responding eagerly to his ravenous assault. She moaned into his mouth as his tongue danced inside, his kisses far more intoxicating than Marcus’s ever were.

A Snow White was a werewolf female with pure white fur: the strongest female, the Alpha female, the most desirable and beautiful mate for wolves to have. The only thing Snow White about me was the wedding dress I was wearing though it was not pristine after all I'd been through. Pushing the voluminous skirt down, I wriggled around until I was sitting up beside Donna. We were both secured with zip ties at our wrists and thick ropes at our ankles. A look down the row revealed all the women were trussed up the same way: virgin sacrifices for the last Lycan. Fear prickled through me, making my skin hypersensitive as I grew more and more worried about what was going to happen to me next.

Snow White and the Hunks (Book 11) An erotic retelling of Snow White and the 7 Dwarves. Synopsis: Lips red as blood, skin white as snow and figure like an hourglass was how the fairest woman, Snow White was carved of. Banished by the Evil Queen due to her ravishing beauty, Snow White journeys into the forest with a determination to live but after crashing into a cottage of seven hot men, they hold her hostage. Teaching her a thing or seven about sensuality.

She stood there, stiff and unmoving. The snow began to fall harder, blurring the world into a blinding sheet of white. I couldn't stand to look at her for another second. I turned around and walked away. The sudden movement must have startled the birds nearby, because one of them flapped its wings and flew off. The remaining one stood alone in the snow, lowering its head to preen its feathers. The sunlight washed over it, brilliant and bright. Then, it looked up, let out a sharp cry, and took off into a completely different sky.