Sexy Fantasy Princess Novels & Stories

I moaned as her sweet, decadent flooded my tastebud. “Fuck.” A princess cursing was the hottest thing I’d ever heard. She gripped the sheet tight with a moan. Then her other hand came to my head, her fingers grasping a handful of my hair as she pushed my face down her pussy. It didn’t last long. Shadow writhed, bucked her hips, and danced to the rhythm of my tongue sliding in and out of her entrance. The taste of her arousal and smell overflowed my senses, making me delirious with so much need.

Viktor POV “Goddess, I know it’s only been a couple of months but man, I’ve missed this place,” Cedric said with a sigh. I took my seat at my desk and chuckled. “We’ve missed you here, Cedric,” I said. “So tell me. That other girl is the princess? As in, Princess Violette Dubois of the werewolves?” He asked. I nodded my head. “Yes, my slave princess,” I said. He let out a chuckle.

When they finally untied me, my limbs were weak and trembling, but my eyes still burned with insatiable hunger. I looked up at the circle of exhausted but still-hard men and whispered the words that sealed my fate: “I don’t want to go home tonight. Keep me here. Keep using me. I need to be your tied-up gangbang princess until I can’t take another cock.” The men exchanged heated glances. One of them smiled slowly and picked up the ropes again. “Then we’re not done with you yet, princess. Not even close.” To be continued…

"I'm sorry, I won't insult you again, please continue." "As I was saying. This," I indicated to the room around us. The mess on the floor and my tousled hair. "isn't going to happen again any time soon. Neither will it happen with Alejandro or Rafael, either. I am a princess, after all. Show me you deserve this and I will happily give you my hand." My voice sounded much softer than I had intended. A whole month without sex? Fuck my life. No one ever told me how amazing it would feel. Prepared me for the lustful thoughts afterward. Or the way I was willing to play puppy to all of my mates in order to cum that hard again.

Zella The red walls made it all Greek much more sensual. Silk scarves hung from hooks on the walls. I caught glimpses of a set of toys that made heat rush through my body. Isaiah's lips found the curve of my neck, and I shivered. “Do you like it, Princess?” “I… yes,” I said breathlessly. My dress slid off my shoulders and dropped to the floor. "Good, I've been craving to fuck you here, babygirl," his voice dropped to that dangerous tone that made heat pool low in my belly. "I want to take my time with every inch of you. Show you exactly how much you mean to me."

The servant whimpered softly, her body shaking in the princess’s lap. “That’s it,” the princess whispered. “Come for me like the little thing you are.” The orgasm ripped through her, hard and hot, her cry swallowed by the vast room. The princess held her down, fingers working through every shudder, every tremor. When it was over, the servant collapsed against her, trembling. The princess stroked her back lazily, her other hand still resting possessively between her thighs. “This is your place,” the princess whispered against her ear. “Not as a servant. Not as a woman. As mine.”

Instead of a blonde hair, she was now wearing a black lux almost waist long, her eyes like that of a frightening reptile which resided under those huge rivers in the deep forest, her skin’s fair and white but strange markings were playing around her body like it was an ancient spell or a cursed she was bound to bare. What was more hideously scary about herself now was her deep craving for blood. Warm fresh blood. Sweet meat of animals. Raw and tender. Fate was indeed cruel. It made her a real savage this time. And seemingly all things happened in place like the war, King Teuton captured by the same prince. The marriage to the wrong person; To the wrong prince. The princess stood up unveiled

“That’s very kind of you princess. Fuck you too.” Darkous’ smile intensified as he violently threw the princess across the meeting room table, her small frame slamming into one of the wooden chairs. She wailed in pain as both her and the chair crashed into the marble floors, unable to stand as her back throbbed. The psychopathic lord leisurely strolled towards the girl, whistling as he gripped a hold of his katana. The little princess remained still on the ground, seemingly unafraid, and yet Darkous knew better, he could sense her fear; even smell it.

SOMA Jade pauses, eyes darting between the princess and me. She nods, giving me one last worried look before leaving the bathroom. My attention shifts to the figure by the door, and I sink lower to keep my breasts hidden. The bath remains warm, but the air grows colder. Sienna Rybak, princess of Shadowspire pack. It’s hard to miss the striking resemblance between her and the three princes. But with her bouncy red hair, she looks more like Kade.

she whispered. I watched her fingers move under the fabric. My breathing got heavy. "Take your shorts off. Let me see." She pulled her shorts down. Her pussy was shaved and already glistening. She spread her legs and kept rubbing. "Do you like watching your niece play with herself?" "Yes," I said. I reached over and touched her thigh. "You are so fucking sexy." "Touch me," Princess begged. "Please." I slid two fingers into her pussy right away. She was soaking wet. I pumped them in and out fast. Princess moaned and grabbed my arm. "Uncle Matt... your fingers feel so good."