Finnick Odair Smut Novels & Stories

He leaned down, lips brushing my ear. "I've been reading a lot of adult books... Smut... my research tells me women love the things men do to them there. Can I try something out? I've been learning about how to pleasure you for so long. Reading helps me imagine you... p**n videos don't do that for me." What the hell were smut and p**n? I swallowed tightly, heart hammering, thighs pressing together uselessly around nothing. "Yes," I whispered, voice already wrecked. "Do whatever you want to me." My thighs trembled and parted invitingly. A dark, satisfied smile curved his lips.

"Get busy Slut and rub your Master's goo in. cover yourself from face to your belly in your Master's warm mark. Don't you dare swallow the cum in your mouth." Fiona used both hands and spread Gio's cum all over her face, then down her chin to her neck and under her new collar. She used both hands to evenly coat her breast and belly. Both her hands were sticky with cum and not knowing what to do, she rubbed them into her arms. "Such a willing Slut." Abi purred. "Open your mouth, Sister-Slut show me your brother's warm baby juice in your mouth."

My back arched off the bed and I bit into him, as well. Like before, the soul deep bond snapped into place and I felt a sense of rightness. Finn pulled out and whipped off the condom before tossing it in the trash and smiling at me. We brought our lips together and tasted one another for a minute before he finally pulled away. Marcus pushed Finn out of the way, “bend over, baby girl. Time for daddy’s cock.”

Despite his composed words, a teasing subtle message lingered. Nodding my head, I attempted to focus on the task at hand, all the while grappling with the need to stay professional but yet wanting to see everything he had to offer. Taking his cock into my hand, tingles ran down my spine as it was point directly at me in front of my face continuing to make me flush as I bathed his cock. Thoughts of unspeakable acts running through my mind that I didn't even know was this smutty. I looked into Adrian's eyes almost seeing a smirk on his face before it quickly disappeared.

"It's alright. I'm guessing Wang had one of his staff slip a bit of an aphrodisiac into my wine." "A dirty trick, sure, but nothing out of the ordinary. A predictable tactic." "I'm fine. No need to call a doctor or trouble anyone else, Annie." He gave her another soft smile, his gaze lingering on her with a tender intensity. On the surface, he still appeared composed and calm, but Annie didn't notice- Finn's gaze was growing more and more intoxicated, a haze of desire slowly clouding his eyes. His Adam's apple bobbed visibly as he swallowed, and at some point during the drive, he had unbuttoned two more buttons of his shirt.

A purr emanated from his throat, and he whispered, “You smell amazing, Mate.” Before Odessa could say anything, he suddenly pounced on her wet cunt. He wasn't gentle or romantic; this was the hot and heavy simulation Odessa needed. “Ohh…fuck…yes, please…don't stop.” Odessa moaned in a loud screech as he wrapped his lips around her sensitive engorged clit, rubbing the surface of his tongue against the tip. A scream escaped Odessa’s lips as she came so hard that her body felt like it was floating in the skies of pleasure.

Finn's POV Lycidas didn't buy it. His clawed hand seized my hair, wrenching my head back so hard my neck screamed, and I gasped, the pretense slipping as pain flared. "Fucking slut, is that all they'd taught you?!" he spat, raking his claws down my spine, tearing skin, spilling blood. I whimpered - half act, half truth—and he sneered, pressing his heat against me, his cock a brutal threat between my thighs. "You're a fucking disgrace. A whimpering slut who'd spread for any cock that paid."

When Marcus noticed I no longer threw myself at him and tried to touch me one night, I pushed him away coldly. “Not in the mood.” Inside, I smiled, fingering myself later while replaying Damien stretching me open. My dirty secrets made me constantly wet. I embraced the disobedience completely. I had become a filthy, disobedient queen of my own dark cravings. Embracing humiliation, fingering, and endless pleasure. Damien had no idea what he’d unleashed.

He rubs the lollipop across my lips dangling it playfully back and forth. Obeying his command I obeyed, tracing their shape. I part them and he slides the candy just inside my mouth. I wrap my lips around the lolipop, sucking on it. His eyes are fixed on my mouth, and they flare with interest. “Use your tongue. Lick it.” He pulls the candy from my mouth but leaves it resting there. As usual, Adrian is taking something that started out as innocent and turned it into something dirty. For some reason, I don’t mind. I want to do this and it's exciting and thrilling. This all felt like a smut scene from one of those erotic novels in my collection at home.

I could smell myself on him, could see my arousal glistening on his length. "Open," Finn said, echoing Luke's earlier command. I opened my mouth and tasted myself on Finn's cock. The salt and musk of him mixed with my own arousal. It was filthy and perfect. Luke's hands gripped my hips, pulling me back onto his cock with each thrust. Finn's hand tangled in my hair, guiding my mouth over him. I was lost in sensation—Luke hitting deep inside me, Finn's cock sliding over my tongue, both of them using me, claiming me, making me theirs.