Getting More And More Beast Husbands Novels & Stories

In the world of Beastmen, where women were very rare, of course, receiving an invitation from a woman made them proud and very happy. In the World of Beastmen, single men were prohibited from entering a house with a woman in it. Of course, the three young bachelors were very happy when Anindira innocently asked them to take shelter inside. But because they were also familiar with Anindira's strange nature, they didn't feel that Anindira understood what she was doing. As mature, they are also quite understanding and not easily carried away by the atmosphere. They could sense it to being able to understand whether a woman likes them or not. Moreover, Halvir is clearly their opponent. Of course

We've done this hundreds of times with the younger warriors. I place my legs in front of me, bending my knees slightly, willing myself to stay calm. "Something isn't right. We need time to discover what is going on. Beast wants her dead. It wouldn't be as strange if it stopped there. He acts jealous when anyone else is around her and he in turn wants that person dead. It's not mating, but I don't know what the hell it is." Beck breathes steadily allowing me to match my breaths to his as we slow our heartrates even more. "Has this happened before?" he asks after a few minutes.

I immediately wipe my wet hands and walk towards the door to open it for him. As soon as I opened it, a voluptuous woman was with Duke, assisting my drunk husband. I felt a sudden pain in my chest as I watched them together. It hurts seeing the one you love being held by someone, being hugged by someone, and being together, and you have to witness it with your own eyes. "Babe, come inside; you will have to stay here just for tonight," Duke said. "My god, babe! Weren't you tired? We've done it the whole day, and now you still want it here in your house? As much as I want to stay, I can't; I have to go home," his woman responded as she clung to my husband.

Lance chuckles and leans forward. “Oh, how I would love that. You know, I prayed your slut sister would’ve violated the contract so I could immediately be through with this marriage, but no. Because I’m going to break her and send her back to you in pieces. Now, if you don’t mind. I would like to take my wife home since I had to come here and get her stupid ass because she decided to take the bus. This world you’re living in, it’s different from what you’re used to.” He stretches out his hand for me to take. “Come, wife. Smile for the camera.”

He said that since I married him as a stand-in for my best friend, the failure of our marriage was understandable. "Now, I want to pursue you openly, as yourself. Will you give me a chance to be your boyfriend? I'm a single father with a six-year-old son, but he's well-behaved..." He rambled on, but I only said one word. "No." He didn't give up. He kept sending coffee, buying gifts, tirelessly trying to win me over. Five months later, I started dating someone new. The boy was an intern at our TV station named Dennis Peters. He admitted he had admired me for a long time, calling me his idol.

The King of Beasts had no choice but to step in. Beastmen were fiercely possessive of their mates—they wouldn't tolerate this kind of behavior, even from a human. With a wave of his hand, the King cast me out. As I was leaving, Debra came to see me off. She leaned against Patrick's chest, playing the part of the concerned sister. "Julie, being banished isn't necessarily a bad thing. There are plenty of strong beasts out there—maybe you'll find your true mate." What a load of crap.

Mariah panted on the bed her body relaxing at the thought of falling asleep, but as she looked at the King she saw his eyes take on a red shade and she knew her night was far from over. The Beast growled lowly, as he leaned over gently claimed her lips with his and all she could do was respond to his touch. After hours of endless sex, Mariah could not take anymore. Her body was sweaty and dehydrated and she yearned to just close her eyes and sleep from her exhaustion, but the King was not having it. He hushed her softly and stood up off the bed causing Mariah to open her eyes. Where was he going? Against all of her bodies wishes, she sat up and looked around the room for him. She felt her mo

“But I’m still your husband, Araheen.” Her eyes narrowed. “I’d rather be with Jeric than stay with a husband like you.” That was all it took to push him past the brink. He knew she was just provoking him, but it didn’t matter. She had already awakened the beast inside him. He crushed his mouth to hers again, the hunger in him now primal, uncontrollable. His hands roved over her body, grabbing, claiming, owning every inch. Her fists still beat against him in a half-hearted resistance, but the way her lips and tongue began to mirror his told a different story.

The beast chuckled, a low, throaty sound that sent a thrill through me. "Good girl," it growled, its hands tightening on my hips as it continued to thrust into me, its cock filling me completely with each powerful stroke. The beast's hand wrapped around my neck, its grip firm but gentle as it tilted my head back to expose my throat. Its golden eyes locked onto mine, and it began to move faster, its hips thrusting with a newfound urgency. I gasped, my body trembling as the beast's cock pounded into me, its thrusts deep and relentless, its breath hot on my ear as it whispered, "You're mine now."

He had pinned me against the cold stone of the relic chamber, his arm coiled around my head, the other hand bruising my hip. His breath was ragged, his golden eyes heavy with the darkness of the curse that threatened to consume him. “You want to hate me,” he growled, his fangs scraping against my throat. “Your scent tells me otherwise, even as your eyes promise murder.” I choked on a breath, my body betraying me. “I will never be your Queen,” I snapped, even as my body arched towards him. He laughed softly, pressing his hips into mine, so I could feel the rigid length of him. “I don’t want a Queen, little Null. I want to burn alive in you before the world ends. And you, you’re going