Sexy Fantasy Princess Novels & Stories

In a soft, taunting voice, I whispered, “Shh, Princess. Look at the beautiful scenery. Don’t you want to get fucked like this?” I raised her head to make her see the empty gardens, the flowers blooming in them and the mountains of sand dunes far away from the Palace. Her body trembled, but I held her. “What if someone sees me?” “Tsk, Princess. Let them see what a beautiful fucking sight you are.” Zara let out a gasp when I ran my hand through the spine of her back and lined myself against her wet slit. “Let them see what a naughty slut you are. Getting aroused by—”

“If I start hurting you tell me. I don’t want to be gentle but I don’t want to hurt you either, princess.” She bites her lower lip and nods, before wrapping her legs around my waist pulling me towards her. “ I want you to fuck me, my sexy demon” she purrs. I growl as I line myself up and plunge into her, she is not a virgin I remember her confessing it to me once, but sure is tight. Goddess this feels good! I grab her wrists, pinning them above her head, smirking as I pull out and slam back in hard, burying myself to the hilt. Her gasp turns quickly to a moan as I repeat the menouvre. She struggles to free her wrist and My eyes narrow “not this time beautiful!” A low growl reverberates throu

Sunlight fights its way through the stained glass windows, casting a bewitching kaleidoscope of colors on the polished marble floor. A hushed anticipation fills the room as the large, ornate doors at the far end creak open. In steps PRINCESS SALENA, her presence commanding attention and admiration. Her flowing gown of deep, midnight blue, adorned with silver accents, seems to whisper secrets in the dim light. Her dark hair cascades down her back like a silken waterfall, and a delicate tiara adorned with dark, mesmerizing gems rests upon her regal brow. Princess Salena of Kingdom Valeria exudes an aura of both elegant charm and a seductive allure.

I turned my fury on Macro. I splattered paint across his ceilings, floors, walls, and all his expensive furniture. And he grabbed me in the bathroom, pulling me tight against his chest, his hot lips pressing against the side of my neck. "Sera... be a good girl." Sera? My parents hadn't called me that since Karen came home. They would only ever yell my full name, Seraphina. A sharp ache hit me, and I returned his kiss, turning all my resentment and pain into wild, urgent desire.

, I shouted at him, then kneeled down to the girl and placed my hand on her shoulder, she jumped back and moved away, I raised my hand in surrender style, "Its ok, I mean you no harm, I need you to get up and run, run as fast as you can ok, can you do that for me?" She looked between Damien and me and hung her head shaking her head NO, now I'm confused, I looked over to Damien to see him with a smirk on his face, in a split second he was next me, all I saw was black smoke, he trailed the back of his fingers on my cheek and then pulled back walking towards her, "She cant leave princess, if she doesn't do what I tell her to do, I will kill her family", "You asshole, only you will pick a fight

“ Let yourself go, Princess. I want your juices all over my finger.” I watch my Princess as her eyes roll back and her face twitches and I hold her tighter as she climaxes then I continue to push her to the edge by biting on her nipple. “ Oh Jaxon, ah.” I capture her mouth again and then she comes undone in my arms. “ You’re amazing, Natalia.” I encouraged and then took my finger out and laid next to her. “ Princess, are you all right?” I asked, and then she looked at me and smiled shyly.

My clothes were a mess, but the urgency overwhelmed me. "Where's the princess?" I asked Cedric, who seemed surprised by my question. "She's been spending most of her time in the library," he said. "But would you like to bathe first, Your Grace?" I ignored him and went straight to the library. When I opened the door, I was greeted by a magnificent sight - Princess Camellia engrossed in a large book, her eyes shining with curiosity. Her eyes sparkled as she traced the lines on the pages. Her slender figure was accentuated by a delicate dress, and her flushed face and red hair shone in the sunlight coming through the window, they were a delight to my eyes. I held my breath for a moment, afraid

It was me, myself and I. “I am Princess Zisealer of the dragon people and I have recently mated with royal beta Brum.” Look at me trying to cling onto the little title I had, reminding me of what I had lost— a home, family and I felt as if I had lost my dignity too. “We are pleased to have you Princess Zisealer, where is beta Brum?” The king asked, my heart drumming harder, my hands clenched into fists at my sides. It took everything in me not to shake so bad.

Despite the grandeur that surrounded me, my thoughts were consumed by a single distraction—the beautiful young princess whom I had sworn to protect. Princess Annabelle, the epitome of elegance and grace, had an allure that was impossible to ignore. Her porcelain skin glowed like moonlight, contrasting with her flowing ebony tresses that cascaded down her back like a silken waterfall. Her emerald-green eyes held a captivating sparkle, and her every movement exuded an enchanting charm. To the world, she was a symbol of wealth and privilege, but to me, she was a responsibility—an oath that I had taken with unwavering determination.

"I could also tell that you had already claimed your very first enemy. Why is she looking at you like that?" "Hmm?" "The mustard girl." "Oh my gosh!" Princess Seri almost gagged at Prince Hazan's perfect description of Princess Celine, especially since the woman decided to wear yellow up to her gloves. "You can't say that; I might accidentally call her the same thing, Oh my God." The prince chuckled at how she reacted. "But seriously, Prince Hazan, I would like to ask you not to do this again," she said. "I might lose all my hair if you don't."