Neptunic Sexuality Novels & Stories

He paused, then said without looking up, “I wrote. ‘Patient deflects discomfort with seduction. Attempts to regain control through sexual tension.’” I sucked in a slow breath. “Well,” I muttered. “That’s not sexy at all.” “It’s not supposed to be.” My legs uncrossed and re-crossed, slower this time, not for show but because I needed to move. To feel something. Anything. “Do you think I’m disgusting?” I asked suddenly. That caught him off guard. Barely. But I saw it—the shift in his eyes, like I’d finally said something real. “No,” he said.

I repeat, these ladies were too easy and that was because deep in their subconscious all men were bestial Neanderthals, one step above creating fire, or spineless sheep who would rather stampede like lemmings off a precipice than show an ounce of resistance (and be put down), much less any actual romantic inclinations. Since they were convinced sex consisted of either being raped, or your partner staring at the ceiling and wondering if he was missing the latest episode of NCIS, a tiny dose of my sensuality was the equivalent of turning their moped of a hypothalamus into a street racer. My hope was I'd live to regret it.

Then his fingers encircled the rosebud pink petals of her sex-lips and began, with excruciating slowness, to penetrate her. Kate gasped and arched her back. She was beginning to find it almost impossible to concentrate on what Nero was saying. What he was doing to her had all but robbed her of the ability to speak normally. Yet she was aware that their strange conversation was an integral part of their lovemaking. ‘What,’ she asked through gritted teeth, ‘is a nénuphar?’

They left kiss marks all over his chest, neck, shoulder, as much skin as possible in front of him. Nebraska's legs clenched looking for deeper penetrations. Hades growled out of consciousness. He pressed Nebraska's body against the wall even more before taking one last thrust spilling his load inside her feeling how the walls of the wolf were tightening before her orgasm. The knot quickly formed sealing the semen deep inside her body. Hades knew that the chances of her getting pregnant were very high, too high, but his mind was dictating only to reproduce, to have a child from her.