Intense Smut Novels & Stories

the first posed blushing. “But you don't have a heart? Forget about human feelings, Henry” Simon convinced thinking of a way to stop miss Vera from moving further. “We shouldn't hurt her… promise me you won't” “But I was just thinking of killing her and using her eyes for desert!”. Henry sighed and slapped Simon, which made his head fall to the ground. “That's evil” “At least help me with my head…you act as though that wasn't what we did to humans that trespass” Simon barked as Henry picked his head from the ground and fixed on his neck, although it was backward.

[WARNING: MATURED CONTENT] Immediately, Samson slammed his lips agains hers ruthlessly as he ravished her. The kiss was rough. That they found themselves nipping their lips and inflicting injuries on themselves. There was a sudden wild fire brewering and starting deep within the pits of their stomach and spreading slowly.monopolising their every emotions. The L.u.s.t., the passion and anger at which they kissed. Themselves was overbearing. Like a hungry starved beast yerning.for food for years only to encounter one.now and is eating it up with much precision. The intensity was leaping skyhigh and coarsing the cores.deep within them.

⚠️Just putting it out there, this is a very mature chapter,all of it. So if you're not interested in smut,you can skip here. You'll know what happened so don't worry about missing anything⚠️ Enjoy! *** Just one kiss. It was just a kiss and it drove me crazy. I knew most of it was because of my mini heat stroke, but the desire for my mate was solely primal. I knew this was it. I couldn't wait until my heat came for him to grant me some release, I needed him now.

"But the rounded curves of her buttocks and breasts subtly revealed beneath her mourning skirt were so full and voluptuous... Truly, knowing it was flesh aged for ten years, it made me swallow my saliva." Between the intimate sounds of friction, the man's obscenities struck like daggers. "The moment this beastly fellow's manhood stole a glance at that noble widow lady, it erected stiffly inside my trousers from broad daylight, almost tearing through the loose fabric." "I wanted to pin her down, tear her skirt, and pound her." With a sharp gasp of disbelief. As that insolent, vulgar male smut—describing my body from top to bottom as if tasting it and imagining ravishing me—flowed intact from

I still felt the lingering, humiliating sting of my lose of erection with Ruby last night, and it was driving my inner wolf completely mad. I took my anger out on the poor girl, I couldn’t stomach the embarrassment. I took a step back, lit a cigarette, and blew a puff stream of smoke directly at Samirah’s pinned image. She was looking straight into the camera, her dreamy eyes calm, sophisticated, and inviting, almost like she was staring back at me. Fuck she was driving me nuts yet held me spell bound.

A story where the smut wasn’t just for spice, but for depth, for the kind of intimacy that tells you two people aren’t just in love… they belong to each other. 💍 Thank you for riding with them to the very end. This book is now COMPLETED. But their love? That will always live on. With all my heart, Thank you. O.J🖤

Flaming and pouring. Jeremy burns with desire to give Serin a very special gift of intimacy she won't ever forget. Romantic, full of passion, unforgettable. He rose up after tasting her appetizing pussy then positioned himself on top of her. Caressing her seductive nakedness, he started kissing her neck again. Serin nailed her fingers on his broad shoulders down to his maculine chests. Their hot bodies rubbed, making them fall into a more thrilling excitement. Jeremy couldn't stop savoring her flesh, her sexiness was just so addicting. His kisses got wild and steamy. Her touches became pleasurably sensual. The night deeply crawls with blazing romance that sets the room on fire. Jeremy, as he

The intensity of his stare made her n*pples harden, and his hands firmly caressed her bosom. Taking a deep breath, Harriet felt a surge of excitement. Their eyes locked, and Lucas leaned in slowly, planting soft kisses on her br*asts, leaving a trail of marks on her smooth skin. His desire for her n*pples was insatiable, causing her cheeks to flush. Unable to bear the intensity, she closed her eyes, heightening her other senses. When Harriet opened her eyes again, she was met with Lucas's intense gaze. His tongue traced gentle circles around her ar*ola, sending a delightful feelings.

It was species-level sex: animalistic and unfiltered. Without warning, Sam flipped Andreas onto his stomach, pressing the young man’s face into the pillow. Andreas felt Sam’s chest against his back, radiating heat like a furnace. Sam’s claws emerged just slightly—enough to rake across Andreas’s ass, leaving red lines that burned deliciously. “You’re so fucking tight,” Sam hissed near his ear, voice thick with dark lust. “And you smell like fear and arousal. The most perfect scent I’ve caught in a hundred and seventy years.”

Smith rubbed his fingers across my slit vigorously, the ache between my legs began to build that I clung to him - gasping. "Of course, you don't want me to leave. I'm the only one who knows how to turn you up," he said, flicking his wet tongue on my nipples. They tingled and ached. Smith jerked up slightly, taking off my panties. The duvet cover that had concealed the lower part of his body rolled off revealing his grown fat cock.