Primal Fantasy Novels & Stories

"There isn't much. But there is a small section detailing the myth of the Alpha Prime in connection to illusionists and witches." Ford’s head snapped up instantly, his amber eyes locking onto the book. "What does it say?" Bree flipped through the yellowed pages, her eyes scanning the dense, handwritten script. "It says because the Prime gene is a volatile, destructive dominance one that requires an immense amount of physical infrastructure just to manifest, witches were usually employed to help keep them calm." “That’s all?” Ford asked, straightening.

Here, there was only sweat and laughter and dirt. “In my experience, royalty is shaped and prepared. Here, they are…” “Untamed?” the King supplied. Alix allowed himself a very small smile. “Unpredictable.” The princesses were now sprawled out under the shade of the ancient yew, breathless and content. The boy, Tristan, made a show of shaking the dirt from his hair, while the smallest girl poked at her sisters’ scrapes. Alix might have found the scene charming, had he been the sort of man to find anything charming.

“Start by confessing, Tyler. Tell us about your crush. In detail. We want to hear how you think about me when you’re at your desk.” My face burned. “Priya… you’re incredible. Your curves, those full breasts, wide hips, thick thighs… even your short wavy hair drives me crazy. Every time you lean over my desk, I get hard. I’ve jerked off thinking about you.” Priya laughed, a low, throaty sound. “Mmm, honest boy. Keep going. What else?” “I… I’ve fantasized about all of you,” I admitted, my voice shaky. “Group stuff. Orgy. I've fantasised about being used instead of intentional consensual fuck. I've fantasied about completely letting go.”

WARNING Explicit stepmother/stepson incest (he calls her "Mom" while he's balls-deep) • Raw cheating on the husband/father • Rough degrading sex: choking, slapping, spitting, hair-pulling, "slut" talk • Bareback creampies, facials, swallowing • Almost-getting-caught adrenaline • Age-gap filth + forbidden obsession Arranged-marriage jealousy and heartbreaking goodbye sex This is NOT romance. This is pure, dripping, no-limits taboo erotica. About "Hooked on his Dick" One open door was all it took. Natasha walks in on her stepson Noah stroking the biggest cock she's ever seen and instead of walking out, her panties soak through. From that second, they're doomed. Secret quickies while Dad

“You can see the shift clearly. At first, it’s all intensity, his strength, her vulnerability, that almost primal pull. But then it slows down. It softens. He doesn’t just want her body… he wants her life in his space. And she lets him in.” Chloe’s voice dropped a little, more reflective now. “That’s the difference between a fantasy and a foundation. One consumes you… The other holds you.” She let that sit in the air for a moment before giving a small, amused huff. “And let’s not ignore the obvious,” she added with a smirk. “Man rescues you from a burning building and turns out to look like that? Yeah… life doesn’t usually write scripts that generous.” She shook her head again, but there was

“I asked you a question, I expect you to answer.” My tongue caught in my throat. He was being authoritative, and normally it pissed me off when he was demanding. This time was different though, it turned me on. It was his dominant voice, one he had used on me only a few times. Each time ending in earth shattering orgasms. His hand found my hip. “Fantasy- the forming of mental images, especially wondrous or strange fancies; imaginative conceptualizing,” his other hand found my cheek. “What were you imagining when I said fantasy?”

Then I used two fingers circling my clit, then faster, my hips rocking up my hands. I leaned on the wall, with my legs wide opened as I thrust my fingers into my pussy. I started to imagine Jack’s cock stretching my pussy as he grinded his waist into mine, and his hand choking my neck as I held them myself. I couldn’t stop now, the imaginations, me fucking myself. I kept on feeling his tongue suck my nipples. Twirling his tongue on my tits as stroked his cock into me. I continued as my fingers went into my pussy faster.

Meanwhile, Jelena Savage was facing a challenge in her office. On her desk was a letter and painted on the letter was the lifelike image of a beautiful white lily. This was the presence of Primal, the white Lily represented unblemished Al. The claim of Primal was to restore the Al race to what they originally were. It was popularly known among humans and Al that Primal had caused the Crisis but the Coalition Administration and leaders of the Human Alliance knew better.

This unexpected encounter had awakened a side of him that he never knew existed, fueling his darkest fantasies and leaving him yearning for more. Aiden observed the scene before him, captivated by the sight of the beautiful woman getting fucked by the two brothers. His imagination sparked, and he found himself drawn into the fantasy, yearning to be the one pleasuring her. He envisioned himself intimately entwined with her, his desire intensifying as he imagined his own hands caressing her delicate features, exploring her tender lips, and savoring her. He wished it was his cock that fucking her little mouth, tight pussy and asshole.