Sexiest Story Novels & Stories

Tonight I lay in the arms of the most powerful werewolf in the kingdom, his seed still inside me, his claim settling over my skin like a second heartbeat. It should have terrified me. Instead, as his steady breathing brushed against my neck, I found myself hoping — quietly, dangerously — that this new future might somehow be real.

Lexi Zach gripped my hair roughly and twisted my head back to kiss me hard, swallowing my cries. “That’s it, princess. Feel us. Feel how deep we are. All the way in your gut. Fuck. Your belly’s bulging with our cocks, sweet thing, it's gonna be our kid soon. You want that more than anything, don't you?” I somehow managed to nod, sobbing as he finally broke the kiss. “This body belongs to us now. We’re going to remold your insides to only know the shape of us, your body will only crave us. You'll be ruined for anyone else.”

Goosebumps immediately rushed my skin and my nipples stiffened through the yellow fabric of my bra. “He let your fine ass come out alone to play? Brave man. That’s what’s up...” I bit my bottom lip so hard I could taste her flesh becoming metallic. “Hmm. He did.” “So, do you want to play, lady? Because I’d love to play with you.” I took some deep breaths. If I was going to do this, this man seemed like the right guy to do it with. He was beautiful, with a beautiful dick to match. I was sure that he could fuck me until I saw stars.

She was a woman who had found her home in the arms of a giant. The story of her innocence was over. The story of her life with Liam was just beginning. And it was going to be a story full of raw sex, deep love, and a passion that would never fade.

“I know.” “Then stay.” She looked out over the city. Then back at me. “I will.” We went inside. Took the elevator to my penthouse. Made love again—slower this time. In my bed. No rush. No anger. Just skin on skin, breath on breath, trust building like a slow burn. When we finally fell asleep, her head on my chest, my arms around her, the city quiet below us, I knew. The story she’d been chasing wasn’t the scandal. It was us.

It’s sexy as hell. Call me vanilla girl all you want, but I love missionary. I love the feeling of his skin against mine when he thrusts into me. I love his breath on my neck when he explores my insides. I love sloppy and deep kisses while he strokes my insides. I love wrapping my arms around him and pulling him tight against my chest while feeling his cock in me. I love threading my fingers in his hair while he rests his head on my shoulder and still thrusting into me. That, to me, is the best feeling ever.

I asked, suddenly feeling entirely exposed under her stare. “Too much?” Amy grabbed my shoulders and whirled me toward the three-way mirror. “Look at yourself! You look insanely sexy, Nova. You look like a fantasy.” A fantasy. The word struck a chord deep in my belly, bringing back the exact heat of the shower water, the slick friction of my own fingers, and the memory of Finn and Kelly tearing me apart. I imagined them seeing me in this. I imagined Finn ripping this crimson fabric open, or Kelly bunching it up around my waist to look at my wet pussy.

He pressed the lubed tip against her ass while he was still inside her pussy. Double penetration. The stretch was intense—burning, overwhelming, perfect. Inch by inch he worked it in until she was stuffed full, Victor’s cock and the plug separated only by a thin wall. Jade reached back, finding Lila’s clit with expert fingers, rubbing fast and hard. “Now,” Victor growled. “Come now.” Lila shattered. Her entire body seized—pussy and ass clenching in waves, squirting hard around Victor’s cock, soaking the sheets. She screamed into Jade’s pussy, the sound muffled and raw.

He made her stand in front of the glass, legs spread, while he pushed his cum back inside her with his fingers. “Let them see what a messy little slut you are for me,” he whispered. Back in the limo, Viktor pulled her onto his lap. He was gentle now, stroking her hair, kissing her forehead. “You did so well tonight,” he murmured. “I loved watching you come while they watched.” Aliyah hid her face in his neck, still trembling. “It felt… dirty. But I liked it.” Viktor chuckled darkly. “Good. Because I have darker plans for you, little pet. One day I’ll share you. Let my most trusted men watch while I breed you. Maybe even let them taste what’s mine… if you beg nicely.”

"I claimed her ass and her mouth, but I made sure to leave plenty of myself inside that greedy little cunt of hers before we left the suite." The shame should have been overwhelming, but the sight of the two brothers fighting over my fertility ignited a fire in my blood. My pussy began to throb, a wet, heavy ache that made my knees weak. I was a vessel for their rivalry, a living trophy. "I don't know," I sobbed, my hands clutching Alistair's shoulders. "I don't know whose it is." "Then I guess we'll just have to keep claiming you until we're sure," Bastian hissed.