Horny Novels & Stories

He eyed me from head to toe, and displeasure crossed his face. I lowered my gaze down, feeling hurt. “Her cunt must be fascinating,” Connor jeered, and I winced at his rude comment. “Or a fascinating bust,” I heard Ryan. He appeared from behind. “36-inch,” he sneered and eyed my breasts. “I’d like to taste those beautiful tits of yours.” I cringed at his dirty words and immediately folded my arms over my chest, looking away. “She’s just his whore!” Connor remarked, and then he and Ryan burst into laughter.

A torrent of steaming hot blood. With all the strength I could muster, I tossed my head aside, alleviating the weight from my brow. A dark hole glistened in the dragon’s throat. The blood streaming down my face sizzled, staining my fur. The pain was enough to bring tears to my eyes, but I didn’t care. The dragon had impaled itself on the only physical aspect I had inherited from my mother—my spiraling, opalescent unicorn horn, now glistening a violent red.

Justin smirked as he stood up and looked down at me. "No I'm not. Just fucking untie me!" I said as a tear fell down my cheek. His eyes gazed down my body as he ran his hands up my thigh, and started to explore my body. "Justin, seriously stop." I said as I started tugging on the ropes trying to loosen them. He ignored me and lowered his head so that is was leveled with my heat. He blew cold air on my throbbing and extremely sensitive clit, causing my body to jolt up.

I was so fucking horny. I shut my eyes tightly as Angel slid his tongue again on my clits and sparks erupted all over my skin. "Ohhh....fucckkk!" I cried quivering. I felt his finger trail slowly from my thigh till it found its way to the entrance of my pussy. Time stopped and everything seemed to revolve around me then it all came down on me when he suddenly grabbed my pussy in his mouth sucking it so fucking skillfully. His fingers found its way into my milky pussy and I purred.

He hummed at the touch and flipped me over. "Was last night not enough for you." He smirked. "I will never get enough of you Mr. Thorn." I saw a flash in his eyes. I had forgotten how much he loved me calling him that. With a swift move his hand was between my legs tracing circles on my most sensitive spot. I threw my head back into the pillow moaning. I couldn't take it any longer, I pushed him off me and tossed him to the side. I straddled him and hovered myself over his erection. I rubbed myself up and down him.

Argh! When I turn around, I was taken a back by a huge imagie in front of me. It looks like a wall, but it is really a person. So tall. I looked up him, he was looking forward. He had this messy brown-black hair that looks like he just got up from a sleep. He tried to keep it in place with those bandana headband, well, that looks better on him. He had those dazzling light-brown eyes that so breathtaking to look at. His face is flawless and he had this perfect jawline. Now I'm jealous, he's so beautiful. Okay stop Kevin, that's rude. Drooling over someone isn't right thing to do. I walked away.

“Apologise” “No” Sharon let out another laugh, his lips on her neck tickled her slightly. The sensation quickly shifted to pain, but the pain only lasted a moment She let a sound escape from her lips, and watched as he slowly let go of her “Did you just bite me?” “It's called a hickey” Sharon ran her hands through the spot. She could feel his teeth marks “It's on a very obvious spot. People are going to see it and assume we had sex—”

His arms tightened around my waist, holding me in place. “You know,” Fenric said conversationally, his tone almost too casual, “fully shifted minotaurs have barbed tongues. Like a lion's, only sharper. They can strip flesh from bone.” My eyes widened, fear spiking sharp and cold through the haze of pleasure. I stared at Brammon's horns, at the way his jaw had squared and thickened, and imagined that tongue—barbed and dangerous—inside me. I tried to close my legs, squirmed away, but Brammon's grip was iron, and Fenric's arms were a cage I couldn't escape.

Some of the kids hugged my legs and waist the other half was trying to show me their new werewolf things. "Fangs are way cooler." A small boy said while tapping the sharp fang sticking out from his gums. "No way! Claws are way better!" Another boy argued while admiring the claws sticking out of his fingers. Both of the boys fell silent when a petite girl with a pair of dusty brown ears and a matching tail walked between them. "Wow..." The first boy looked at her in awe and sighed when she flipped her hair at them. "Luna, look at my ears." She said softly.

Sucking and nibbling on it. His voice is low, coated in desire as he groans under his breath. " Fuc*. I missed this butterfly."