Primal Fetish Novels & Stories

“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.”

She’s giving me what I want but in a way that leaves my body aching for more. Flipping us, so I’m on top, I take Tru’s wrists into my hands and begin taking her body the way I want. I’m rough with Tru. Today it’s defined as primal. Instinct takes over when I lie with Tru. Touching her, restraining her, and claiming her are instinctual. There are no expectations with Tru; it’s a raw need between us.

I cursed, glaring wide-eyed at him, but he responded with a smirk, grinning widely, his eyes pinned against my already soaked cunt. “Wet for me?...already?” He asked. The blade had nipped off of flesh of my clit. Causing me to shudder from fear?...... Arousal?...wanting more?. I needed therapy; it made me realise how sick I really had been. I was a freak; I agreed; I knew I was sexualy fantasizing, always about depraved, immoral, and ugly things one could barely imagine from a young age. But now, being in this situation turned me the fuck on,

Malachi said. Ignoring Malachi, the woman went on, “Piper, can you please help Rue out of her restraints and get her some water?” As Piper moved to do that, the woman extended her hand to Willow and nodded toward the last unnamed man in the room. “I’m Cash, and this is Hart. He’s a Primal Dom.” Willow shook Cash’s hand and nodded toward Hart. “Primal?” she asked. “I like to hunt,” Hart said. “Would you like me to hunt you, Willow?”

Harper had given me. What I found made my mouth widen.. The search history and bandwidth logs were… insane. Hentai. Tons of it. VR p**n. Taboo roleplay videos. “Step-sister”, “Best friend’s little brother”, “Secret creampie”, “Corrupting the virgin gamer” -+ the titles went on and on. He had been downloading and streaming massive files every single night. My thighs pressed together instinctively. I should have been disgusted but instead, I felt heat pooling between my legs. The thought of quiet, shy Max jerking off furiously to all this filthy p**n while the rest of the family slept upstairs did something filthy to me.

What in the world is that substance? A booming laughter filled the alley and the guy started talking to himself. “What he said is true! Ah! I feel it! I’m becoming a Prime!” Prime? No, this man was becoming a Feral! She gritted her teeth hard. A Feral was already dangerous for everybody, but a Feral Alpha in rut who took some f—d up substance was deadly! She needed to get out of here as soon as possible! “It’s time for our mating, my dear!” he growled again as he made his way towards her.

I wanted to see if there were any clues to whether I was right. I’d expected to find his amateur pornography—why did men always believe that all it took was a visual of them strangling their own purple-headed wonder worms to make a woman shiver? I’d figured there was an outside chance he ran a sex club, or some other IRL experience he was selling to the kind of people who looked for things on the fringes. As in, me. But the link only led to a profile page. That was my first surprise. Cain. Experienced primal dom.

Primal. I wasn’t sure what that said about me — that I found his violence and dominance and possessiveness sexy and protective. But I didn’t care. Perhaps it was because he still regarded me as a person, as my own being. It wasn’t a possessiveness that owned, that commanded, but a possessiveness that cherished and consumed. It was a possession of equality — he was mine as much as I was his. And it was a mutual possession. I wanted everyone to know he belonged to me. And I’d never wanted that with anyone else.

Do you have a daddy kink too? Wilder✨ What!? No! It's just... Nikolai‼️ Oh sorry what is it then? Wilder✨ I think I have a thigh fetish Nikolai‼️ Whaaat really? 😂 Wilder✨ Hyung it's not funny! Nikolai‼️ Baby I know you've had a thing for thighs Wilder ✨ What do you mean? Goodnight, let's forget about this convo :) Nikolai‼️

Running his finger along a tight rim that began to moisten and turn from pale porcelain to a more pinkish-red colour. This turns all of the young princes on, and Chaitav more incredibly so. He has waited for this moment to feel and be with a Raven female uninterrupted. To fully satisfy his indulgences without an unpleasant interference. It is a deluded and unstable fetish and mindset for him, but the Eurasian brothers had no idea. Instead, they looked up to the Peacock prince.