Horny Erotica Novels & Stories

I dug my nails into the table so hard I felt them break against the shiny surface. The sex was hot and rough, dirty and sweaty. Beads of his perspiration fell from his temples and forehead to land on my belly, breasts, and neck. And when he reached out and started rubbing those droplets into my skin, branding me in a primal way, I begged for more like a whore. He tunneled his cock in and out of me. The air sawed in and out of him as he breathed out his nose. Damien looked so vicious right now, primal in his need for me.

I saw through hooded, glassy eyes as Conner finally came on the floor, his eyes shut tight, his body shaking as he bit his lip to keep from screaming. "Right there, Big Daddy! Right there! Oh yesss!" I screamed as Preston scrambled my insides. He was a beast, a monster, and I was his willing victim. He let out a final, guttural roar of pleasure as he reached his peak, his entire body tensing as he blasted his hot, thick, sticky load deep inside my belly, filling me to the brim. We lay there for a moment, panting and slick with sweat. Preston leaned down, giving me a hard, sloppy kiss before pulling out of me with a loud, wet plop.

Chapter 3: Knot of Claim The heavy four-poster bed shook with every powerful thrust of Thorne’s hips. I was lost beneath him, legs spread wide and trembling, my slick-soaked pussy stretched obscenely around the thickest, longest cock I had ever imagined. Nine inches of pure alpha dominance, veined, ridged, and deliciously curved, plunged deep inside me with wet, filthy sounds that echoed through the royal chambers.

"Do you think sorry will take away the images you've planted in my head? Images of your tight, little cunt?" My knees buckle, and my stomach twists. I try not to, but I can't help but bite down on my lip, getting hornier by the second. My throat is dry, craving only for his cum. "Well.." I can't stop myself from making a move. "What can I do to help?" I look up at him, blinking slowly with my hands resting in-between my thighs. I can see his eyes dart to my chest, and I know damn well that my nipples are poking out, because I rarely wear bras.

His eyes roamed over my body, taking in every curve and line. He leaned down, his breath hot on my inner thigh. I gasped softly, anticipating his touch. His fingers traced the lace of my thong, sending shivers down my spine. He hooked a finger under the fabric and slowly pulled it aside, exposing my most intimate place. My pussy. His tongue flicked out, tasting me, and I gasped, my back arching off the desk. He sucked and licked, his movements slow and deliberate, driving me wild with desire. I cried out louder, my hands gripping the edge of the desk as waves of pleasure washed over me.

“Hard and rough, Master, I want to be taken.” At her words, I slapped her hard on the ass. Then I reached up and grabbed her neck. I pushed her face towards my crotch as she spread my robe out. My cock stood tall, as she brought her mouth down to engulf it. I let her get me good and wet before I began to pump her onto me. I began to throat fuck her in earnest, as she moaned and whimpered around my titanium hard shaft. I guided my free hand around and began to play with the gem sticking out of her perfect ass. Her moans doubled in intensity as she felt the stimulation caused by my play. I then slipped my hand down and pushed three fingers into her. She was so wet that they slid in easily. I p

One of them even slid a hand between my thighs from behind. “Fuck, she’s drenched,” Eric growled. “Virgin pussy and she’s already making a puddle on the ground. Smell her, brothers. Sweetest little omega cunt I’ve ever scented.” Fingers too many to count spread my pussy lips wide. “Look at that pretty pink virgin hole,” Joseph murmured, voice thick. “Gonna look so fucking good stretched around our cocks.” Ronan dropped to his knees in front of me and dragged his tongue up the inside of my thigh, licking up my slick like it was honey.

"When I was browsing a bookshop recently, I came across this. It was being sold openly. The illustrations inside are deeply improper, and the woman depicted in them is my cousin." It was an erotic picture book. The woman's face was never shown, yet her poses were overtly seductive, and a rose-shaped birthmark was on her waist. Eleanor frowned. "What is this? How do you know the woman in these pictures is Charlotte?" Yvonne's voice rang out clearly across the hall. "Because my cousin has the exact same rose birthmark on her waist." The room erupted. Every pair of eyes turned toward me, and the looks on their faces said everything. One moment away from becoming Crown Princess, and now this. Ho

She automatically closed her eyes when his mouth was nibbling one of her ears. His hand immediately went inside the loose shirt she was wearing. He immediately touched one of her healthy breasts. "Unggghhh... C-clayyyy," she moaned as she called his name. His hand was already squeezing one of her breasts as he licked her ear. His tongue went down her neck as his hand also went down to the thin shorts she was wearing. She was just surprised when his hand was already inside her panties and he was feeling her femininity. "Ohhhhh... Hmmm ..." her body was so hot as she moaned.

Finally, one of his hands slid down, but instead of washing the rest of me, he went between my legs, and cupped my sex. "I'm pretty sure I'm supposed to feel sore," I murmured. "Do you have some weird sex magic?" Orion laughed, a deep rumbling sound that sent pleasant vibrations through me. "I guess you can call it that," he agreed. "Wait, really?" He gently tugged at my ear with his teeth, then moved on to kiss and nibble at my neck. "Mm hmm." "So you meant it literally when you said you would make it not hurt before you um...put your cock in me?"