Supernatural Erotica Novels & Stories

Principal Fred added, gesturing them to move closer to him. "What's this?". Eddie asked curiously. "Book of the supernaturals. It has everything correlating about the supernatural beings and history of the past". Principal Fred answered them. "You guys said Devoe can't attack at night". Principal Fred said and the heroes answered positively. "I want to show you all something". Principal Fred said and opened the book to a page then pointed at a creature. " Wait, what's that?". Ella and Susannah asked "This is a chimera". Principal Fred said.

The chat went wild, replaying that line: ‘Are you completely insane? Okay, I was out of tricks. I’m just a flimsy, pitiful, helpless erotica heroine. No sudden superhuman survival skills kicking in at the eleventh hour. I threw up my hands. No point fighting it anymore. “You don’t believe me? Fine. Ask him yourself later. Let’s see…” I pretended to think. “Why don’t you start with… ‘Did she kiss you yesterday?’ How about that?” Right then, the system chimed in again.

I cried out, and he finally grabbed my neck, pulling my head back. I couldn't take it anymore, I knew I would never be able to resist this sexy devil! I craved for his cock like I craved oxygen, and I needed it like I needed life. As he rammed into me from the back, I realized that his darkness was all I really needed to feel alive. I was going to submit to him, to his darkness, I was going to let him claim me. "Frederico!"

“Okay. So how do I even start?” “Like any other conversation. Start slow. Let it simmer. You don’t go straight for the clit, right? You tease, you build it up. Do the same here. You could start with the classic ‘what are you wearing’ line, but if you want something that really works… tell a story.” “Story?” she echoed. “You mean, like, read erotica?” “No, I mean tell him something from your life. Something hot, or something that could have been hot if it’d gone just a little further. Something real—then spice it up. Let your imagination play with the memory.”

Thank God, neither of them was a supreme. I stopped breathing when Lucian dragged my chair around to face him. He stooped in front me, and the world disappeared. His black limbal ring rotated around gold irises. The alpha rested his hand on my thighs. I gritted my teeth. He placed his head on his hand and cocked his head to the side. My mouth went dry at the seductive look he wore. It had to be a sin for one man to be this attractive. Curse the heavens for descending this man upon us. Sweet Amber pheromones cocooned us. His tongue parted his kissable lips. Time slowed. He wetted those lips with saliva. They glistened. The room grew hot. I wanted to move but my body refused to do so.

His lips found the sensitive skin of my neck, sucking a mark right below my ear. “No one has to know,,” he whispered into my ear, his voice a low, vibrating sin. “Just a secret. Just once. I’m so hard for you right now, I can barely breathe.” He traced his tongue up to my earlobe, licking it slowly. I shivered, my head falling back. “Eva doesn’t have a single sex bone in her body,” he muttered, his hands sliding down to my waist. “She’s all career and wedding plans. She doesn’t look at me the way you do. She doesn’t make me feel like this.”

The slap of flesh on flesh echoed like gunshots in the crypt. She reached beneath and rubbed her clit frantically. “I’m going to come with a priest’s cock in my ass,” she sobbed. “While a dead nun watches.” Her orgasm hit like a seizure. Her ass clamped down so hard Elias saw stars. He roared and emptied himself inside her bowels, pulse after thick pulse, until cum leaked out around his shaft and ran down her thighs in thick white rivers. They stayed locked together, shaking, until his cock softened and slipped free with a wet sound.

The erotica sounds of her mouth filled the space under the water, mixing with my gasps and low moans behind me. Faith free hand slid up to my throat, tilting my head back so she could bite along my neck while her hips kept rolling. "That's my girl, let her taste how wet you are," she moaned, pressing two fingers back inside me from behind even as Stella tongue sucked my front. She then pushed two fingers alongside Faith's, both of them stretching me open together. Their fingers moved in rhythm, one curling up while the other thrust deeper, scissoring inside my clenching walls. My legs shook harder. Faith adjusted her stance, spreading me wider so Stella could comfortably bury her face comple

Her moans turned into short, broken whimpers now, “uh… uh… yes… like that…” He kept the pace brutal, the glass fogging from their heat. Her free hand braced against it, leaving wet prints. He finally pulled out, turned her, and bent her over the toilet tank. One hard shove and he was buried again, pounding her from behind while she gripped the edges. “Tell me what you are…” “Your overtime slut… your dirty little hole… use me…” He reached under, pinched her clit hard, and she broke. A loud, shaky “fuck...I’m cumming...” ripped out of her as her pussy clenched and fluttered around him, juices running down her thighs.

I hovered over her, crashing my lips onto hers in a hot, messy kiss while my large hands cupped her full, heavy breasts, squeezing the soft flesh and rolling her sensitive nipples between my fingers. Anita moaned loudly into my mouth, her thighs spreading wide open for me. I slid my hand down her flat stomach, finding her wet, swollen heat between her legs. I buried two fingers deep inside her wet core, pumping them in and out with a slick, rhythmic motion while my thumb stroked her sensitive clit. "Ah! Kayzer, yes! Fuck, please!" Anita squealed, her back arching wildly off the mattress as her inner walls clamped tightly around my fingers, her entire body shaking as a powerful orgasm crashed