Sexo Salvaje Novels & Stories

He positioned himself behind me, his large hands gripping my hips like a vice. He thrust forward, sinking his thick, heavy length into me in one brutal, breath-stealing motion. I gasped, arching my back as he filled me entirely. The sex was chaotic. It was messy, deprived, and completely feral. He didn't establish a rhythm; he just pounded into me with a desperate, maddening desire. He was marking me after the confrontation, and loving me with a violent intensity that bordered on madness. The friction was agonizingly good, his body slapping against my ass with loud, echoing cracks in the dark room.

Trigger warning : This book is dark, it has upsetting scenes involving sexual violence. Please dont read if it triggers you. ********************* When Selena turned 18, she was sold by her father to a man twice her age. Selena Hawk belonged to a small pack known as "Silver River," which was in the north's wilderness near Nova Scotia. She was the Alpha's illegitimate daughter. Her mother was a beta and one of the many lovers that her father had during his life. If she had been born a male, her chances of survival would have been far worse because she would have posed a danger to his heirs.

Valeria screamed, half pain, half ecstasy, her walls fluttering as she came hard, gushing around me. I didn’t stop. Pulled out, slick and throbbing, and flipped them. Sasha now on top, reverse cowgirl style, impaling herself on me with a gasp. Valeria knelt between our legs, tongue lapping where we joined—my balls, Sasha’s clit, everything messy and filthy. "Yes, oh God, Alejandro," Sasha panted, riding me like her life depended on it. Maybe it did. I slapped her ass, leaving a red handprint. "Harder."

"Dating someone, human, and hiding a major part of you feels like a sin against yourselves, but there's nothing I can do, like how can I say it, Hi Sebastain, I know I have not let you meet any of my friends, it's because they are witches, werewolves, and there's a powerful lycan, with his equally powerful mate. It does break my heart though, and I hate it everytime I omit and ignore his questions." "I am so sorry Sel." I say and she nods, her words, once again, reminiding me of how lucky I am to have found Alexandru. "Enough sad shit." She says handing each of us a shot with lime, we bite it, and down it in a go. I shudder as I turn to Lola and say "Your turn." "I am Bi, just putting that o

Because when he touched me, the world simplified into something honest. Desire. Connection. Choice. His thumb traced my jaw. “I want to fuck your brains out.” His words sends an anticiating shiver down my spine. Then his mouth claimed mine again, slower but deeper than before. And this time, when I gave in, it wasn’t confusion. It wasn’t fear. It wasn’t impulse. It was deliberate. Whatever Zane Wilde’s world truly was — dark, complicated, dangerous — I was stepping into it with my eyes open.

She wanted to know what made Tyler so hated. “He’s incredibly unserious, he prefers to gamble rather than take care of the business, he's a womanizer and I'm not sure but I think he nearly got jailed for SA...” Arya just listened to Kayla’s rant getting more and more disgusted. How could such a person come from the Rivera family? “How come the family didn't disown him?” Arya asked Kayla a question that had been bugging her since Kayla started her rant. “Since the Rivera family is very traditional, rules can't be changed that easily, especially with the current patriarch still alive.”

Slightly breathless, Ryan asked with halting speech; “Are…are we going…to the bed?” “Not yet.” Came the Ojah’s husky voice. ‘And this time, I’m not going to hold back.’ He murmured on their mind-link so sexily Ryan’s channel tightened up in excitement. “Brace yourself.” And as if Ryan weighed nothing, the beast began to move his body up and down on his thick pulsing length with an almost inhuman speed. “Oh, god…” Ryan cried out. There was no escape for him. All he could do was hold on to his mate as irrepressible whimpers, moans, and groans burst out of his lips.

All I remember is I want him… I want him so badly at this moment that we both turned naked the next moment at light speed and get fucked like there is no tomorrow. However, when it does not feel enough to us, we both come out naked to the tent and fucked each other under the vast sky in many hard positions. I also got a chance to ride his huge dick while my eyes were busy looking at the sky. Let the sky witness our intimacy. And his eyes were all over me and my body. We both were sweating but no one felt tired to stop any second. He fucked me tenderly, wildly, and monstrously. And all this not get end before we both finally go to sleep almost at sunrise.

But the savagery of this kiss unleashed something dangerous and wild. She loved his fierce intensity , his controversial strength, his tongue plunging into her only inflamed her. She wanted to claw him, bite him, Provoke him. The towel fell to the ground, and she grabbed a thick handful of his hair and kissed him back like a wild thing. He pulled his mouth away with a suddenness that left her reeling. "Never play with me like that again, Annie." She reached for him, dazed and aroused. "Jacob, I".....

Crazy, wild wants that came from nothing but the raw, basal ether. These were new to me. I wanted to coat my fingers with my cum and push them all the way into Rosie’s tight little cunt. It felt possessive, as though it would be the power of some kind of primal ownership that made no sense whatsoever to my rational mind. I was always so careful with the girls I fucked. The last thing I wanted was any kind of accident, but I hadn’t so much as asked Rosie if she was on any form of contraception. This really was bloody madness.