Smut Fic Novels & Stories

However, as I sniffed the air in an attempt to figure out exactly which direction Utica disappeared, I caught a whiff of something intoxicating, and locating the source of that scent took all priority. Forgetting all about Utica, I begin to move as if my life depended on it. It was almost as if I had no control over my limbs, and even though I knew that I shouldn’t hunt, I couldn’t stop myself. When I finally find the one that is producing the smell, the world comes crashing down around me. "No," I hiss, taking in her form huddled beneath a tree. "There’s no fucking way." Sitting right in front of me is Utica, and it looks like she is my mate.

"all though this is slightly rude to ask, let us change out.." "This is up to them not me." Ren cut him off still smiling. "They want those dancers so why should get in the way? Fast love goes just like that, fast. Maybe don't have such good workers that they can ensnare people so easily." "Hehe, I am absolutely giddy for all three." Setsu gave a lecherous grin. It was almost believable to Ren and Natsu who only smiled more seeing it. "Might even make all three my wife."

🔞WARNING:🔞 This chapter contains explicit smut. ******* Luca's POV: I pounded into the warm cavern of a dye-blond hair girl under me, rocking and thrusting at a stable pace. I watched her fake long eyelashes flutter, and her way-too-red lip gloss parted as she let out endless moans that filled the silent room with a lewd sound.

He doesn't stop—oh fuck, he doesn't stop—curling deeper, his palm slapping against my clit with every savage plunge. The overstimulation burns, sweet and agonizing, building me right back up until my thighs are shaking, my shameless release running down my legs. I love it. I love it so much it breaks me open, tears rolling freely now because this is my fantasy come to life. The one I've poured into my secret werewolf smut stories under the name Alpha's Little Slut. Alphas who claim hard, wreck thoroughly, and leave their mates ruined and begging for more. But this is better. Realer. Azren's fingers are merciless, stretching me, owning me, his breath hot and ragged against my ear as he whispe

Should’ve. Didn’t. Her eyes fluttered open. She saw me. Panic exploded across her face. She scrambled up, back pressed to the headboard, hands shaking. “P…please,” she croaked, voice scratchy. “Don’t kill me.” Something in me cracked at the sound. I almost laughed, her terror was so real but the bond wrapped steel bands around my chest. I hesitated. Me. Hesitated. I should’ve ended her. That’s the law. That’s what an Alpha does. But looking at her, I realized shit I couldn’t.

Absolutely not. Furious that I left my phone, laptop, and speaker downstairs, I find myself with nothing to do. Do I have the patience for reading? No. Am I in the mood to read? Also no. Do I have anything else to do? Another no. Sighing deeply, I grab a book, plop down on the bed, and start reading my smutty novel. Smut is probably the last thing I should be reading right now, but it's the only thing available. And honestly, who doesn’t like smut?

Then she turned and left. I had been walking silently beside her when she suddenly stopped and blocked my path. I signed ‘What’s wrong?’ with my hands. She looked down at me and laughed, a cruel smile on her face. “So the rumors are true. You are mute,” she said. “Listen up, the Alpha is mine, you hear? I don’t have to worry about you. He wouldn’t even look at you, let alone touch you, don’t even dream you can seduce him,” she laughed, leaving me all by myself.

And there she was — Professor Mia Cromwell — bent over, trying to gather the scattered books, her pencil skirt hugging her ass in a way that made my cock twitch. I crouched down beside her and helped pick them up, handing her the stack with a small smile. “Here you go, Professor,” I said, my voice low. “You seem a little… distracted today.” Mia took the books from me, cheeks flushing that beautiful shade of pink I was quickly becoming addicted to. Her fingers brushed mine for a brief second, and I felt the spark of the mate bond shoot through both of us. She pulled back quickly, clutching the textbooks to her chest like armor.

It wasn't a question but a statement— simple but effective. Heat crept up to my neck, every fucking part of me dancing in a thrilling movement, he leaned closer, covering me with his woody— spicy smell like chains wrapped around my neck. With one swift movement, he grabbed my dress pulling it off with a loud tearing sound. Rip. The fabric ripped into pieces, falling in shreads. Leaving me left only in my underwear. “You become beautiful every fucking day.” Lucian groaned, kneeling and placed his head on my V-area, sniffing me like a possessed dog.

I have never done this before and no one has seen completely naked and worst of all fucked me. He grabs my hand sna spills me upwards. I stare at him with my brows curved in confusion. “Let me make you feel like a true woman!” He smuttier says with a sly wink and smirk. I can’t help her alike my face tk be vulnerable and allow his contagious smile infect my face as well. I joined him in his sly smile.