Prey Predator Kink Novels & Stories

"And well you can't go in for the reading with this" I watch her sink to her knees, looking up at me, that sexy smirk playing on her lips. Hissing low in my throat, when she grabs me, running her tongue all the way up the underside, ending with her tongue swirling the head and then running over the slith, pre cum already forming. "You ... might ... be ... right".

I had no doubt that it was Nick’s since his lips had left my nipple a few seconds ago. “God, please,” I whined, feeling most of my strength dissipating but still shamelessly enjoying how he stretched my walls with each harsh pound. They all had one thing in common, they fucked with an animalistic rage, the perfect kind. “You’re begging again? I thought you’d keep acting like you were above it, President,” Nick’s mocking tone preceded a pinch to my clit that made me roll out more pleas, desperate for yet another release.

“I told Dad I wanted to come along for fun. He thought I’d slow him down, so I followed him in secret. Guess who was right?” I just stared at her, my mind scanning through a list of things I could do to get away. I was too weak to fight—I didn’t even have a wolf. She made a clicking sound with her tongue, and two other girls stepped out from behind the trees. They smirked just like Allison, closing in on me like predators circling a wounded deer. “Trina… Elina,” I whispered, surprised.

I waited, patiently like I had all afternoon to spare until those lovely glassy eyes swept back to snag mine, "Hold it, boldly don't look away." Her fingers shook uncontrollably next to her milkshake. Her tongue peeked out to moisten her lower lips. "When that punk looks your way tonight you're going to feel exactly how you're feeling right now. Like a prey. A fawn spotted by a fox. Every instinct will tell you to look away. Your wolf will purr and cower." I squinted my gaze and made my voice drop, "You won't. You'll look him dead in the eyes, like you could devour him alive. You're the predator, not him. Not any man."

ly, and that underestimation cost them many life, the preys had shield made like wears, and were light in nature, they were made from the dragon, stone discovered a long time past, and it was kept in within the family of dogs, they had made a lot of iron tools with this stone and it remained, if the predators had worn one like it to the confrontation, things would have been different, though they were ready for a fight but the last try thought them a lesson that magics were not the greatest threat, the children of new world had developed a lot of weapons that if care was not taken, may wipe all animal race off surface of the earth, the meeting tool a long time before conclusion was reached,

I usually wasn’t the masochism type, but something about his movements – the Alpha apex predator pinning me down – just did it for me! I was breathing heavily, watching him coil that finger around my shirt--- and in one swift move, he’d ripped it off my body, making me gaps. But before I could protest, his finger was on my lips, stilling any argument. It wasn’t threatening or malicious – it was a hunt! And I was the prey…

I was dangerously close already. “Smile, Ava,” Kai whispered in my ear while pretending to show me something on his phone. “You look like you’re about to cum undone in front of half the city’s elite.” Kade leaned in from the other side, voice barely audible. “If you make a sound, we’ll pull you under the table and make you suck us off while they keep talking.” The threat sent a fresh gush of arousal through me. The new kink they’d introduced was public denial combined with the constant reminder of ownership through the collar tag and jeweled plug which was pushing every button I had.

“She’s going to cum. From being stuffed in every hole.” “Of course she is.” The leader fucks my throat slowly. “Because that’s what prey does. Prey cums when she’s caught. Prey loves being used. Prey thanks her hunters for breeding her.” They speed up. All three of them, fucking me harder, faster, driving toward their own releases while I hang suspended between them. I can’t think. Can’t speak. Can only feel – the cocks inside me, the pleasure building, the orgasm approaching like a freight train.

The large mammal toppled over and crashed into the snow, splattering its blood and darkening the unsullied white earth. My jaw fell to the ground. I’d never seen a she-wolf hunt like that. She tilted her head and gestured to the animal, as if she were saying, “Ready for your meal?” And then I realized that, maybe a woman serving me a human meal didn’t do that much for me. However, a woman serving me the hunt she just killed in front of me was definitely my kink. A kink I had no idea I had until that moment.

I scoff, shaking my head, “You can’t fool me, Corvin. Your instinct is to kill. You’re a predator, and I’m your prey.” “Yeah,” he mutters. “Unless our roles are now reversed, making you the predator and me the prey.”