Prey Predator Kink Novels & Stories

I reply holding his gaze. “Alrighty then, I guess I’ll leave you two to your… uh pizza.” Raina says walking away. When she’s out of earshot, Kieran finally speaks. "Still hungry?" He says with a low growl that send shivers through me. I’m hungry... but for something else now. Before I get a chance to reply, the door crashes open and two ghouls walk in looking for trouble. “Lovely.” I mutter under my breath as all the sexual tension in my body drains and turns into combat mode. I begin conjuring my magic in preparation for the fight.

Then he laid back and held her to him, even as she tried to move away. “Get still, pet.” He warned as he moved a hand down to her garter belt and then her ass. “I like the idea of my come inside you.” He squeezed her ass and kissed her temple. “Until I decide to clean you out.” She froze and looked at him and he simply shrugged. “I’ve played and discovered what I like. I have a breeding kink and love to eat pussy.” He brought her mouth to his for a kiss.

I slowly drew more and more of his cock into my mouth, my tongue never slowing. Teasing and swirling as I sucked him deeply then releasing just to begin again. Before long I was deep throating him, I could feel the piercings rubbing on the roof of my mouth and my tongue, and I could only imagine what it would feel like inside of me. When he began to moan out loud, the good girl in me felt immense satisfaction. I have a praise kink, so I always did anything to get my partner to praise me and call me a good girl.

The other beast calls out to my beast and when I look at my friend, I know that he is aware of the same thing that I suddenly know. Prey. Until we find it and can see what the mark is, we will not know what type of prey. It could be a sacrifice. Or it could be a breeder. We hold a silent conversation and agree to finish here before we go hunting. The last thing we need is for this woman to tell her friends that we cannot finish what we started. Closing my eyes, I tip my head back and think only of how good her mouth feels. I’m sure that Bjorn is doing something similar. His tempo picks up and she moans in pleasure around my cock. Whatever he’s doing is pushing her closer to her climax.

And that is how locker s*x turned into angry s*x. “Ah Kyler ! Fuck !!” I spoke through gritted teeth when Kyler suddenly pinched and twisted my n*pples pleasurably hard and went King Kong with his Big Gong inside my tight chute. I did not know which was more arousing- his dirty talk or watching his thick pink sausage thrust in an out of my squelching hole in front of the locker room’s long mirror. Grrrrr. Oh shit ! I just realized that I was into and had a major kink for it, coz it did not take long before I was disobeying my furious mate and creaming all over his joystick just because of it.

his shoulders lifted in a shrug, "It’s fucking hot when you try to be quiet on the verge of climax, you milk my cock so fucking hard" He was right I had noticed doing it where we could be caught or were almost caught, heightened the intensity of my release, just the thought that we could be seen with him drilling into me by someone, anyone made me weak in the knees even after. I thought it was because it was just him. Turns out it's because I had a kink.

Three inky bands that curl over the top half of the arm. "We've gotten what we came for. The Alpha of Unguibus has been eliminated for his treachery, and so we should not waste any more time. The Crimson Moon is waning, If we leave now, we'll be back before daybreak," Anton says, pulling up two breeders and throwing them over his shoulder like they weigh nothing. The girls do nothing but whimper.

Right now, Ari needed to be held, needed to know that he hadn’t been abandoned, that his predator had come back for him. So I held him. Pressed my face into his hair, inhaled him like he was the only thing keeping me alive. Let my hands memorize the fragile curve of his back, the way his body fit into mine as though it had always been meant to. “You’re safe,” I murmured against his skin. “With me, you’re safe.” And under my breath, quieter, darker, so only the bond would carry it: And they’re already dead. Because Ari might not have named them. He might not have told me who. But prey doesn’t need to point out predators. Predators reveal themselves when they bleed. And I was about to make the

“Was it everything you fantasized?” he murmured, dragging a single knuckle down her spine making her wriggle. She gasped at the contact, It was maddening how gentle he could be or how gentle he chose to be, when he could have torn her apart the way she wanted to be torn. “Yes,” she whispered, her voice hoarse. “More.” His hand fisted her hair and yanked her head back harshly. “You like playing prey,” he said. “But the thing about being prey, sweetheart…” he bent closer, his breath hot on her ear. “…is that eventually, the predator gets hungry.”

This time, faster than the first time. Prey. The predators in him stretched satisfyingly as he recognized prey. She holds his diamond ring, he is sure of it. Why won't she want to give it back? Doesn't matter. As far as it's in her possession, he will get it from her. If she wants to be chased, he will do so too. The thrill of the chase is exhilarating to a predator. His mate is about to find out what it feels like to be prey to a dangerous alpha predator.