Shifter Erotica Novels & Stories

She's mine now. I'm only wearing my boxers; I quickly remove them so I can focus on Sherri. There's another benefit to being a shifter. We have large penises. Yes, I'm proud when I see Sherri staring at it while it grows under her gaze. She swallows, and I chuckle. "Are you scared?" I ask her while sliding my hands up her sides and over her beautiful breasts. She smirks as I begin unbuttoning her jeans. "No. I want to see if you know what to do with that thing or if it's all for show. Can I ask you something?" She bites her lip nervously.

So many female shifters are not at all gifted like she is, and it's impossible not to stare. Without much thought, I slowly take my shorts off. I can’t help it, but my dick stands at full attention. It’s almost like second nature to stroke it when it’s so hard, but I fight it. I remain frozen as she stares at it, her mouth hanging wide open. The lantern gives plenty of light in the little room. I lick my lips as Kent hums and wills me forward. I lean over the tub and use one finger to reach under her chin and push her mouth up carefully. She practically turns tomato red as she turns and looks down in the tub.

Step into a raw, no-holds-barred world of hardcore er*tica where every craving is dragged into the light and f*cked senseless. This explicit collection delivers nasty, dripping-wet stories packed with rough, filthy encounters — from dominant males claiming their willing (and unwilling) girls, to twisted group gangbang, taboo power exchanges, and degrading pleasures that leave bodies sore, dripping, and begging for more. No vanilla bullshit here. Expect graphic c*cks slamming deep, sloppy holes stretched and used, dirty talk that would make a whore blush, cum-soaked endings, and all the nasty kinks that cross every line. All here. These tales don’t tease — they pound you relentlessly

"I'm flattered, Mrs. Melinda. It's important you feel comfortable here. Now, let's dig a little deeper. What kind of erotica draws you in? The kind that builds slowly, or something..something more.. direct?" In my mind, I pictured her reading about a doctor like me, hypnotizing a patient into submission. Her body arching under my commands. I watched her bite her lips, considering her answer. This was going to be exquisite. She shifted on the couch, uncrossing and recrossing her legs. "It's mostly the forbidden ones, of course. Power dynamics, losing control to someone trustworthy. Scenes where the mind opens up and the body follows. I dream about it.. being guided, touched in ways I can't ad

Not to mention if someone else caught me. Shifting is only allowed in an emergency to fight for territory and strictly speaking, here in Cali is not my territory. My panties are wet from being in close proximity to Blake and inhaling his pine fragrance with a hint of cinnamon. My nose never lets me down and those pheromones are easy to pick up. Shifters like myself have heightened senses. There’s nothing for it, I feel too aroused to get any sleep. I have to do something about it. My clit is begging to be touched and right now I kind of wish it was Blake touching me with his long fingers.

“Male wolf shifters have a bulge at the base of their erections that get stuck in the female shifter. It’s called knotting. You could just not get that bulge anywhere near me, right? Then you could just pull out before you come. It shouldn’t be any different from if you were human. ” “Xeraphina, ‘My Heart’” he calls me, his hand finding its way to my drenched clit. The fated mate bond has me all riled up. Sparks cascading throughout every nerve and cell in my body. Hell, he hasn’t even touched me down there yet. He’s being all slow about it and I’m on the verge of coming, anyway.

She kept moving through it until I had to push her hand away, oversensitive. I slid off the table and turned her so her back was against it. I dropped to my knees on the carpet and pulled her thighs apart. The scent of her arousal hit me first. She was slick and swollen. I licked a long stripe from her entrance up to her clit. The taste was sharp and clean. Her hips jerked. I focused on her clit, circling with the flat of my tongue, then sucking. Two fingers slid into her easily. She was tight and hot. I fucked her while my mouth worked, adding a third finger when she started to tremble.

Taught to Obey: Stretching Her Pussy for the Step-Father The Midnight Intruder: Fucked While My Husband Sleeps The Office Orgy: Taking the Whole Boardroom Stuffed and Satisfied: A Debt Paid in Semen The Step-Brother’s Claim: Marking Her Ass as His Territory The Frat House Slut: Taking Every Cock In Sight Double Penetrated and Degraded: The Maid’s True Calling Pussy on the Edge: Used Until She Could Barely Walk The Master’s Debt: Taking It All From Every Side

I lowered carefully, and more electric jolts shoved my breasts forward, their pink tips jiggled as though they were electrocuted. “Fuck,” his jaw clenched with greater restraint, his throat bobbed wildly, “you look so sexy right now, I could suck those pretty nipples till you come screaming my name…keeping moving, tiger….” And I did. Propping on his thighs behind me to keep my body in recline, I used my calf muscles to lift and lower my hips. The angle was enticing. As I was sliding up and down his cock, my clit was also being scraped constantly, heating up fiercer than before, and the sting was enticing, promising something wonderful.

This is not something any respecting Shadow Warrior would do. "Shift, Marinah," I groan into her ear. Our bodies transform and I pull her flush against me. Her mouth is waiting and I grind my lips harshly against hers. Her fingers sink into my braids and mine into her nape keeping her in place. Her taste, her scent, her everything. I slide my hands over her bare skin, feeling it shiver beneath my touch. "Are you okay?" she breathes into my mouth once I let her up for air.