Prey Predator Kink Novels & Stories

I am just hanging there, a bridge of flesh between four predators. This is wild. It’s not a romantic dance, it’s a complete takeover. Silas and Kael are moving in accordance, their heavy balls hitting my clit with every thrust. Prime is treading deep in my ass, his pace slow and grinding, making sure I feel every inch of him. The Feral is taking my mouth with a crazy, animal energy.

"You were the predator," Pim retorted, finally pivoting in her chair, her face a mask of cold, exhausted fury. "But you were the predator inside a fenced enclosure. Every kill you made, every enemy you dismantled, was just protein for Mother’s political growth. You fed the beast, and now it’s grown large enough to swallow the entire city."

He was sure even a whisper would alert the shadow he was looking at in the dark. What it was, he didn’t know. He was sure, though, that it was bent over to a lump, unmoving body of someone. The creature was groaning, but its prey was no longer in the defense. Adjusting to the darkness, it became a challenge not to make a noise when he took in the feature of the monster. It looked just like the ones from the movie he, and others before her, were so fond of binge-watching. “What is happening?” he whispered, tears racing down once again as he slowly moved back.

This way, he could live a more casual life. "Boss, why did we give those losers a chance instead of throwing the evidence in their faces?" Catherine looked at him with fatigued eyes. She replied in a lazy tone, "Isn't it more fun this way?" Ronin chimed in, "You're right. A hunter must prefer to play with the prey before eating it." Bryan took a tumble. In the case when the prey was too much, there was no point in eating the prey directly. It was a lot more fun to watch the prey struggle on the verge of dying.

His eyes darted over my face and lingered on my lips. “It’ll be so easy to push my cock into your pussy,” he growled as he slowly rolled his hips. “I’ll fill you up with my cum and watch my baby grow inside you.” He shuddered. “Please don’t tell me you have a breeding kink,” I whispered. “A what kink?” Ryder frowned. “A breeding kink. I read a book where the male lead was obsessed with getting the female lead pregnant. He switched out her birth-control pills with vitamin pills.”

K: Knotting Werewolf/Hellhound Style, Kinky Supernatural Abilities Anatomical features that lock partners together for extended periods. Powers used creatively during sex for pleasure or restraint. L: Long Prehensile Tongues, Lust Magic, Literal Monsters In Beds Tongues that reach deeper than human. Magic that amplifies arousal beyond control. Creatures who look monstrous but feel divine. M: Mating Frenzy, Marking/Scenting, Mindlink Sex, Multiple Partners, Mouths With Fangs Uncontrollable urges to claim and breed. Scent marking as ownership. Telepathic connections during intimacy. Polyamorous or group arrangements. Sharp teeth that add danger to every kiss.

My forehead lowers toward the ground. “Please, please take it out. Use your cock instead.” “Not yet. Come on the wood. Show me you can break for something that isn’t even alive.” His hand reaches beneath me, finding my swollen clit. His fingers press and circle with precise pressure while the branch continues its steady thrusts. The combination is merciless. My hips jerk. “I can’t—it’s too much. Please, I’m going to—” “Then do it. Come for me, little prey.”

Marcus leaned back against the desk crossing his arms so the fabric pulled tight across his chest. “Predatory depends on consent Sarah. If both parties are adults and they want it, who the hell are we to judge the heat between them? Take these classic stories. The men aren’t saints. They’re flawed hungry bastards who see something they crave and go after it. The women aren’t victims either. They’re dripping for it. Wet and reckless because the forbidden touch sets their skin on fire.” Fuck. My face burned. I uncrossed my legs and felt a slick rush between them. The way he said dripping made my clit throb.

I had given her 2 days to process her feelings but right now, she had to be here, with me, in my house! After all it was fair enough to keep friends close but enemies way closer. “I don't think that's the only issue we have on hand right now.” Piero stated adjusting his glasses while looking up at us. “Apparently, she's booked a flight out of the country and is currently preparing to leave.” I slammed my hand on the table grunting and clenching my fist in utter disgust. I had thought I was doing myself one but right now, this kitten was stressing me the hell out.

Map asked, almost letting out a chuckle. “We should kiss her,” Ash said. “You can’t kiss the daughter of a father snatcher,” Oak said. “Yeah. That would be gross,” Rowan said. “And why did you even think about that?” Rowan asked, a little nervously. “I wanted to make her bleed,” Ash said, “On the lips,” he added, after examining his brothers’ astonished looks. I looked at them and found Oak’s lingering eyes on my chest, and Maple looking affectionately at me again.