Erotica Hunter Novels & Stories

His free hand pinched the wet nipple he left behind. I tried to pull free. He held tighter. “Stay still, Sister.” He kept at my tits until both nipples were red and shiny. Then he dropped to his knees, yanked the habit up, and shoved my legs apart. His mouth was on me immediately. Tongue sure this time. He found the spot and sucked. “Oh God—” Two fingers pushed inside me. Curled. Rubbed the place that made my knees weak. “You taste better than I remembered,” he muttered against me.

Three prods hit him at once. His body seized before crashing to the ground. “No..” Luciano lunged, but a flash exploded near him and the sound cracked through the air. He staggered, whining, blood trailing from his ear and just like that.. I was alone. The lead hunter calmly stepped forward likr this was a normal, casual routine as he pulled out the collar. “Subject 402,” he said. The number hit harder than anything else. “Time to go home.” Home... Something inside me snapped and I could tell it was the same thing I felt at the lake, the same thing that stirred last night.

Regardless if I didn’t know why, I knew in my heart that she was now someone I needed in my life. She told me what she was and that I was her mate after a month of dating. I remember being shocked and terrified. Not of her. I could never fear Nathalia. But instead I feared two things at that moment. How she would react finding out I was a hunter from The Order of Orion dedicated to wiping out Vampires, Witches and of course werewolves? I also feared my family and other Order members finding out what she was.

*************** Jeremy wasn’t prepared for when the same stranger from last night walked into the chapel, all tousled hair and unbuttoned shirt at the top. Graphic images of their erotic night together flashing across his mind. The man had brought him to his release three times that night, and Jeremy had collapsed, satiated, wondering if he’d ever be able to move on from such an amount of pleasure. If anything, he’d wanted to experience more of that. But his sad reality awaited. Which was already playing out. He felt a tap on his hand that was curled lightly underneath her chin, sharp and stinging. “What are you doing?” Bridget demanded through gritted teeth, trying to communicate with her e

Devoured me through the shame, through the guilt, through the trembling surrender of a woman who’d never been claimed like that. “So fucking needy. You sure about this?” His voice is rough. Like he’s holding back something feral. I nod. “I need to know how to come” That’s all I say. He seems to understand. He brushes his fingers down my arm, then back up. His touch is firm, testing. “You have never come before?” I shake my head in response He breathes out a curse. “Fuck.” “Why do they scream?” I whisper. “The girls. Why do they keep coming back?”

Still, doubt creeps in as I focus on her eyes, “Is this the right thing for you though?” She looks at me for a long minute, before finding my hand and leading it down her body. Her boobs, soft and perky, her flat stomach, and finally deeper. Past her panties and I feel her wetness. My hand is soaked, and she groans when my hand comes into contact with her dripping pussy. The sound is so sexy, so raw. “Just from that kiss, my love. We can talk about whether it's right tomorrow.” I don't need any other confirmation. I grab her.

As she watched him being driven away, she knew that this was just the beginning of a complex and dangerous dance, one that would test the limits of her professionalism, her desire, and her very soul. This was the fourth criminal she was fucking and she knew she wasn't stopping anytime soon. These criminals are so hot and she wasn't ready to let go. Note: if you want more of Camila, you can request for it and I might create a book for that purpose.

Vulnerable. Hunter pulled a chair and sat right in front of her. In his hand, he held a small remote-controlled vibrator. "I'm not going to touch you, and you don’t move," he said. "You don’t speak. You just take it." He turned the device on and pressed it between her folds. The first shock of vibration made her cry out. Her head fell back in pleasure and her eyes closed. She was trying so hard not to make a sound nor say anything, but the moans could not be suppressed totally.

he told the bartender with a deep voice. My wolf perked up inside. "New in town?" I kept my voice cool. He turned and gave a small grin. "Just passing through. My name's Kael Rivers. A rogue wolf." "Rogue, huh? So you're Packless.," I smirked. He laughed low and sexy. "You got Alpha scent all over. What's your name, boss lady?" "Erica Stone. Stone Pack Alpha," I took a sip from my drink. His eyes lit up then went dark with raw hunger. "Female Alpha. Fuck, you're smoking hot."

He reached for a toilet paper on his desk and gently wiped his chest and abdomen. The thought made my nipples, still exposed in the cool air, tighten again. I hadn’t had dirty thoughts about a man other than Nathan. I certainly hadn’t ever had phone sex with anyone besides him. I felt both aroused and ashamed.