Pure Romance Basic Instinct Novels & Stories

From her chest down to her stomach, he takes his time feeling the shape of her body while licking the small like cherry nipple she has with his hard-wet tongue. Amanda’s hand grip to his hair, the electrifying sensation that running to her body put her mind blanked. As is she’s moving to her instinct only, she’s doing everything because that’s what her body wants to do. “Stop… I can’t…” Amanda’s voice is trembling and low, to the point it sounds like moaning because of great pleasure from the man. Both of them, they both let their instinct control the body and mind. It’s the opposite if their mind is in the right track, but no one, not one of them will remember how they hate those animalisti

"I want to see you make yourself come ... lift up your ass for me." The girl did as she was told. Armand sprinkled some powder on her back, right above the ass. She was gently moving back and forth in the same rhythm with her moving fingers. He snorted the powder off of her and positioned himself right behind her. He cupped her breasts and pulled her back, he slowly entered her from behind, the girl moaned loudly. "Oh Armand ..." she pressed both his hands to squeeze harder. "Make me yours, baby, you like my tight pussy don't you?"

He was still not satisfied and pulled his two fingers in her front stroking inside her both ways. "no, please... I am burning up, please, I beg you stop",Eva cried but Alan kept stroking. he could see that Eva's ass was slowly swelling up but that turned him on more. Alan didn't stop and eventually Eva fainted. Alan stopped once he stopped hearing her scream. He got away and looked at her. he looked at her innocent red face and said, "I hate you because you are manipulating me. I dont take dominance, i dominate", Alan said.

WARNING: Dark Romance, Dubious Consent, Breeding, Public/Car Sex, Sensory Deprivation (Blindfolding), Primal Play, Overstimulation, Graphic Sexual Content. I didn't wait long. By noon, I was at her apartment door, my knuckles rapping a steady, "concerned" rhythm against the wood. My inner beast was pacing, his claws scratching at the back of my ribs. The scent coming from under the door was intoxicating-it was the smell of a female in peak estrus, a pheromonal explosion triggered by the supernatural seed I'd pumped into her hours ago.

So even if they repeat it over and over again or if they reach for heaven every day, there is no malice in them because they are legally married. However, as it pressed and deepened, it seemed that the young woman was becoming more and more obsessed and intoxicated with passion. His mind was blank and he didn't care where the young man's hands landed on his body. Adante is the same to him. It seems that he is just taking the pain from the scratches on his body, he can't blame the girl either because he shocked her and didn't even ask for permission. That's why he just gets weak and clings tightly to his arms every time he squirms. Adante also left marks on other parts of his body. There was

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He thought he’ll explode sooner than he had expected. The flickeries had encircled around them as if blessing their intense love-making. These creatures too, were looking for their mate to continue their existence in the world. Indeed, it was beautiful and majestic. They were one with nature as they act upon their feelings and instincts, ending their innocence in the process. The desire of love has been opened, and Juste couldn’t symbolize it more than him ripping Chastine’s sheer undergarment apart to devour her soft round breasts and perked up lady bits.

Chapter Three – Retreat’s Rapture The Sapphire Retreat darkened as night fell, the stars reflecting on the waves, the cabana’s sapphire curtains billowing in the coastal breeze, the air thick with the musk of our passion. My body was a map of their desire—bruises on my hips and thighs, bite marks on my chest, cum and sweat coating my skin—yet the hunger within me raged, a primal need fueled by Marcus and Liam’s unrelenting dominance. The two men loomed over me, their breaths heavy, cocks hard again, eyes locked on mine with a fierce devotion, ready to culminate the retreat in a rapture of flesh and spirit. The isolation thrummed with the energy of our shared taboo, their partnership a sacred

Keyword; almost. Because it's not the runt’s fear I wanted to taste on my tongue. It's not the runt’s submission I wished to obtain and it's not the runt’s spirit I wanted to break till there was nothing left of his pride or his bones. It's the man beside him. The man stared me down like I was the most insignificant thing in the world. The man who looked at me with as much hatred as I felt towards him. The supposed alpha was more of a snake than a wolf.

and led Luke to the bed, laying him down before crawling on top of him. Luke's heart raced in his chest, anticipation building as he yearned to complete the bond with his mate. Prius's lips traced a tingling path across Luke's neck and shoulder, the connection intensifying. The primal instinct of Luke's wolf surged forward, eager to share this intimate moment with his mate. Arching off the bed, a moan escaped Luke's lips as Prius's tongue flicked over his hardened nipple, the sensations sending waves of pleasure through his body.