Fourth Wing Smut Novels & Stories

“Hush, don’t be too noisy. It’ll be over in a while.” Fourth made a shushing gesture, tearing the duct tape over Anna’s mouth in distress. At that moment, Anna was in a disheveled state with her face covered with dirt and blood. She glared at the other party vehemently and spat a mouthful of bloody spit on Fourth’s face! “You’ll die a painful death! I’ll rip you apart with my bare hands!” Anna shouted viciously. Fourth wiped his face and sneered. Smack! Fourth slapped Anna fiercely on the face, then furiously pulled her hair with one hand to expose her pitiful face to the light.

The second half of the foundation reception was a closed demonstration for the new autonomous wingman project. Julian stood at the presentation platform, briefing the board and military representatives on the cooperative control system. When the flight-adaptation segment began, he handed me the remote terminal and said quietly, "This part is yours." I looked at him. He stepped aside and gave me the floor.

Talk about some serious daddy issues. I knocked on the door and then slowly pushed it open, already knowing in my bones that the angel in question was wide awake. Shamshiel was quite the sexy vision as he sat on his bed. His wings out, propping him up in a sitting position, long legs crossed under the covers and book in hand. His chest was bare and the lamp light flickered, sensually highlighting the angles and dips of his sculpted form. Unconsciously I licked my lips at the sight before me, and his burning blue eyes met mine. His smile was soft and kind, he gestured for me to come sit beside him. My legs felt like they weighed a thousand pounds and I knew I would be getting some answers abo

By the fourth edge, Valentina was crying. “Please… Damien… I can’t take it anymore… I need to cum… please let me cum on your cock… ruin me… destroy me… I’m your whore… your tied-up ballerina slut… please!” Damien rose, finally freeing his massive, veined cock. The thick head was dark and leaking. He rubbed it slowly up and down her soaked slit, teasing her entrance. “Beg louder,” he commanded. “Let the mountains hear what a desperate cumslut you are.”

The fourth man had his cock out now, rubbing the head against her slick folds. “You want it?” he asked. She didn’t answer. He squeezed her ass. “Answer me.” “Yes!” she cried. “Please.” He shoved in. Hard. “Fuck, she’s tight,” he groaned. “She’s squeezing me like a vice.” The third man held her steady, still fingering her from the front while the fourth fucked her from behind. “She’s close,” he said. “Feel her clenching.” “Cum, baby,” the fourth said. “Make a mess.”

Kell pinches and rolls my bud between his thumb and index finger as he savors the feel of my firm mounds. Feeling bold, I move my hand down and settle it over his swollen shaft. He gasps in my mouth and bites my lower lip gently. My body gleams with sweat as a build-up of pleasure overtakes us both. I move my hands to his back and course my sharp nails across his bare skin. His muscles strain beneath his skin, stretching it taut. As if asking for attention, his wings unfurl from behind his back and flutter. They are so beautiful and sexy. However, I don’t dwell on his wings for long.

April moaned from the sudden sodomy. Remaining in doggy-style, I went back up to maximum speed, brutalizing April’s rectum like an underage sex slave. While I worked, Kim manoeuvred herself under me, and after toying with the idea of giving me a hard prostate prod, managed to work her head between April’s legs with her pussy above her face. It was a bit difficult to move now with Kim under me, but I didn’t want to deprive her of the bliss of drinking my cum out of her daughter’s pussy. Feeling her mom’s lips to her cunt and my cock ravaging her asshole, April was in heaven. She didn’t want this day to end.

He doesn't stop—oh fuck, he doesn't stop—curling deeper, his palm slapping against my clit with every savage plunge. The overstimulation burns, sweet and agonizing, building me right back up until my thighs are shaking, my shameless release running down my legs. I love it. I love it so much it breaks me open, tears rolling freely now because this is my fantasy come to life. The one I've poured into my secret werewolf smut stories under the name Alpha's Little Slut. Alphas who claim hard, wreck thoroughly, and leave their mates ruined and begging for more. But this is better. Realer. Azren's fingers are merciless, stretching me, owning me, his breath hot and ragged against my ear as he whispe

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The sensation was exquisite, and I found myself grinding my hips against her face. A fourth girl, a Latina with hair as dark as a raven's wing, took my rock-hard cock into her hand, stroking it gently. She leaned in, her tongue flicking out to taste the pearl of pre-cum that had formed at the tip. She hummed in approval, her eyes fluttering closed as she savored the flavor.