Erotica Hunter Novels & Stories

Our conversation since yesterday had been entirely through the mindlink when it came to specific subjects. "Good morning, Elina. I hope you had a good night's sleep," I said as we began walking together. Her eyes stayed completely fixed on me. "Morning, Hunter. I did," she said with a sarcastic smile, wiggling her eyebrows. "It is you who I should ask if you had a GOOD sleep?" We both smiled. I mindlinked her, ‘Acquiring human escort females tells me that he cannot satisfy a she-wolf.’ Elina replied, ‘It is not just that, Hunter. You should have seen them. The resemblance to Emma was unbelievable.’

It’s a message from Hunter. A dark smirk instantly pulls at my lips. I already know what it is. I open the video file. The screen lights up with Amber tied tightly to the dining chair, her eyes glazed with hunger. The vibrator is pressed hard against her swollen clit while Hunter thrusts his fingers deep and fast inside her wet core. Her body arches violently, her thighs shaking as she begs the camera, begging me to let Hunter make her climax. “Please sir, let him make me cum. I need it so bad.”

Lila came hard, moaning his name, and he followed with a broken groan, spilling deep inside her. Afterward he held her tight. “Come back,” he said against her hair. “I will.” ...... She hated every second of the hunt. Picked a random guy at a hotel bar. Good looking enough. Married, judging by the pale line on his finger. She took him upstairs, let him fuck her against the window overlooking the city. Pulled just enough to take the edge off—enough to stop the shaking, not enough to hurt him badly. The whole time she thought about Marcus.

He grabbed my lips and we fuck our lives away. This is a story of Carl and Sophie. And also Retica and her step Dad (James) who looks a lot sexier than an average middle-adult and her step- daughter who runs a secretive cam-whore session for extra cash. For one or more reasons, Retica chooses to show-off her sensual teen body to seduce guys for more cash. Let’s call her an expert amateur Cam-model who doesn’t collect less for a real webcam show. She is sexy, slutty, pretty and gets horny on one touch. CHAPTER 1

His companions were not far behind him and in the blink of an eye they were gone, leaving their drinks behind. Cathy threw her hands in the air. “Great! Now they have the rest of my money and I have half my orders.” “Teddy get Frank to get three trucks of our best wine and beers over here now.” Teddy went off to carry out his order while Theodore wiped his hands and with a smirk winked at Taylor who despite her boss’s obvious dislike of the man, blushed. Cathy rolled her eyes. The man was a charmer but she knew the truth about him. He was a dangerous Hunter who abducted and slit throats for a living. The kind of person she didn’t want around her.

My raised eyes began to furrow, I started to think of anything he could possibly discuss with the moon goddess. "The hunters are not to be trusted, Elena. They are malevolent, evil. They manipulate people into thinking they are saving the world from harm. Their game is to make the world believe in them and then attack from the back. The hunter boys are just agents, working for their malicious father." "Do you know them that much?." I snuffed a question. "Believe me, I've eaten and dined with them. I've worked with them and they betrayed me. " I breathed out, tucking the instinct that made me not believe her behind. The way she explained about my mate and the house of the hunters were unbelie

Shama wondered which celestial body she most resembled: the lone moon, shining brightly in the darkness, or the countless unknown stars, twinkling beside it, their light unseen by most. The clear water in front of her reflected the moon's ethereal beauty. Suddenly, a firefly landed on her nose. Shama held her breath, captivated by its delicate beauty. The tiny creature emitted a faint glow, illuminating her features with its otherworldly light. Shama reached out to touch it, but it fluttered away, leaving behind a trail of shimmering sparks.

In my pursuit of excitement, I lay on the bed with my legs open, frantically pleasuring myself in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Through the dark glass, I could see a strong man on the balcony opposite staring at my body intently. This extreme taboo made my scalp numb, and I grew increasingly depraved. I tried my best to arch my back as I became a shameless, irrational, and thrill-seeking tart. My name was Layla Terra, and I was a dance student.

"And you're still very, very sure that you want me to... to look for them?" "Completely," I breathed. "Okay," he said. "Alright. I'm just going to, uh, reposition these a bit—" He put his other hand on my other thigh, then guided my legs further apart, baring my pussy to him completely. "—and now I'm going to, uh, to—" "Ghost hunt?" I guessed "—examine your labia," he said at the same time. There was a pause as I frowned. "What's my shin bone got to do with this?"

"Luke, stop. This isn't right." "Ain't stopping now," he answered, sliding one hand down to cup between my legs over my shorts. He rubbed slow circles right on my clit. "Your body is already telling me yes. Feel how hot you're getting?" My breath caught when his fingers pressed firmer. Even through the fabric I could feel the heat building. Luke leaned in more, his mouth close to my neck. "I know you liked me watching last night. You left your legs open on purpose. Let me see James's cum leaking out of that pretty hole."