Insatiable By Prince Novels & Stories

And why are you keep silently staring at her? The prince asked in a defensive way, ara ara? Can’t stand watching your chick is bullied? What an obsessive prince He adores you because of your worth as saint at least I can guaranty that, the feeling of wanting to posses that light is just so obsessive, the urge to swallow it in the darkness is barely controllable

the royal servant answered the 3rd Prince 6 The Prince look at the 10 girls and he checking out every inch of their body one by one Some girl getting shivers in terror or sexually as the prince look He smells the tall girl's hair The prince picked the tall girl it has pale white skin with perfect curvy body "Leave us alone" the prince coldly said staring at while The royal servant quickly leave with the unpick girls as the prince told him And Prince Handir started putting his kiss roughly at the tall girl's neck down to the boobs "mmmhhh... " "ahhh~" the girl moaned as the prince keep biting the nipples. —TRAINING GROUNDS—

I rolled my hips down, dragging against his c*ck. Sebastian curled, cursing into the crook of my neck. "Stuffed tight in me, stretching me wide. I want you to c*m, to fill me so deeply, so richly, that it stains my hosiery white. I want that of you, Prince Sebastian of the Obsidian Moon pack." "By the dark pits of Tartarus, you will be the death of me, sweet one! Come here, do not make me beg again."

The Prince blew a breath before he asked, “Do you like it, sweetheart?” She was a moaning mess under him, barely nodding her head. It was evident that she’s fighting against her urge to give in and orgasm. “F-Faster” He hummed, moving faster inside her and his free hand pushing her shoulders down. His tongue slid down her covered bra, locking his lips over the clothed nipple. Javier suckled both of them in his mouth, swirling and licking with his tongue. The Prince continued exploring her body with his tongue until he reached her hips.

He leaned closer to the beta and in a provocative tenor, he whispered, "Why does it sound like you're disappointed in not seeing this gentleman's glorious body?" Venom smirked back and retorted, "I've seen many, your highness and yours is no different." He then straightened his back and grunted, "Now, take your fucking garbs off. We're going to run." "I can't," the prince instantly differed in a heavy tone. Venom's patience finally snapped. He glared at him but before he could open his mouth to yell at Prince Killian, the royal prince went on. Staring straight at Venom, he declared, "I have no wolf."

he repeated and she turned her head, looking up at him with an amused smile on. “You’re impossible, Asahd,” she chuckled lowly. “You’re actually begging to do it to me?” “Yup. I’m not ashamed to admit it,” the Prince mused and goosebumps covered Saïda’s skin. “I want more of you, Saïda. I want to taste you in the most sensual way.” “Asahd I can’t let you see me, nude. That’s way too much for me. It’s not possible, so stop insisting,” she told him.

Prince paced around his room with Elaris, his seer lover, seated there with him… “I had Damein, like you saw.. I was going to kill him.. then..” he paused, turning to her, the craze and frustration in his eyes.. “…then she came.. she- s-she… Fuck!!” Prince threw a wolf hand across the desk scattering glasses and mugs as they broke on the floor. “Fuck!!” He roared out, his tone tinged with …

He does not seem pleased because he reaches for me but I’m out of reach. From a bit of a distance I notice more about him. He’s very tall and built, like most males, he is clean shaven, those eyes capture me for a moment, then his perfect dusty blonde hair. But more importantly the crown that sits atop that dusty brown hair. This is the Prince. I can feel realisation hit as my breathing speeds up and I drop into a deep bow. “Your Majesty.” My voice barley audible. I’ve heard stories of The Prince, we all have. Stories of his ruthlessness, violence, cruelty. Stories of his love of females as nightly companions. Bad, horrible stories.

Trying to hide his smile, he drank his water. "Prince," she called him. "Are you fucking with me?" The prince almost spat out his drink as he heard her words. "Am I what?" "I am asking if your just going to fuck with me." "Wha-I mean—why?" "Because, prince Hazan, I am not here to fuck around." "If you are going to just try and mess with me, just don't." "By that, what do you mean?"

INSATIABLE VOWS Some vows are never meant to be broken Chiara Vance gave her fiancé seven years of loyalty, her sharp legal mind, and the empire he built entirely on her back. He repaid her with her own sister, caught together an hour before their wedding. Heartbroken, she runs blindly into the storm with nothing left to lose. A stranger's car cuts across her path. By midnight, she has married him instead. Alessio isn't who he claims to be. He didn't stop for Chiara by accident — he found the one weapon capable of destroying his enemy, and he intends to use it without mercy. But within the first hour of their alliance, he says something that stops her cold: a truth about her own m