Supernatural Smut Novels & Stories

“What did we do to your coffee, huh, just a little lust serum to knock that prim attitude right out of you, now stop fighting and hike that dress up, show us that slick pussy you’ve been hiding.” The admission hit me like a slap, rage flaring hot but drowned out by the serum’s fire, my hips bucking up as their hands worked higher, pinching the sensitive skin of my thighs, then zeroing in on my clit through the thin barrier of my panties, Scott’s fingers rubbing roughly, harshly, twisting the nub until I cried out, the sound raw and needy.

“My screaming slut, milking my cock. Scream louder, make Sophie’s lies disappear.” Eva screamed, “Aaah! Oh god!” Her body trembled, and pleasure surged fast. “I’m cumming,” she screamed, “Ohhh, god!” Her thighs shook hard, and her climax hit like a wave. “Harder, please!” “Cum,” Hayes growled. He spanked her, his cock thrust faster, and his lips sucked her clamped nipple. “Soak my cock, my wet bitch. Drench me.”

"I'm your Christmas slut! Knock me up! Make me a mommy! BREED ME!!" There was no way her roommates weren't listening to me breed Katie by then. The whole neighborhood must have heard her screams and my roaring as I shot my second load into her that night. I had thought the first orgasm was the best I'd ever felt, but the second topped it easily, feeling Katie's whole body writhing beneath me as I inseminated her deep, every pulse flooding her tight channel with a fresh load of sperm that bathed her cervix with my virile spunk.

He licked her through it, slower now, savoring the aftershocks until she was a trembling, oversensitive mess. “Need you,” she whispered desperately when she could speak again, tugging at his hair. “Fuck me. Please.” Samuel rose, shedding his shorts in one motion. His cock sprang free..thick, veined, the head already shiny with precum. He stroked himself once, eyes devouring the sight of her spread open and dripping on his sheets. He climbed over her, bracing one hand beside her head, the other guiding his cock to her entrance. The thick head nudged her folds, teasing, slipping against her slick clit.

The smell of sex filled the air, musky, dirty, addictive. "Such a perfect hole," he snarled. "Gonna fill you up every day. Keep you leaking my cum while you work at your desk." I was close, so fucking close, when he suddenly pulled out. He flipped me onto my back on the couch and climbed over me, stroking his glistening cock furiously. "Open your mouth." I barely had time to obey before he exploded. Thick ropes of hot cum painted my face, across my lips, my cheeks, one spurt hitting my tongue. I gasped, tasting him again as it dripped down my chin.

I gripped my pen until my knuckles turned white, forcing my hand to blindly scribble nonsense across the notebook lines just to keep from letting out a visible shiver. My imagination didn’t do innocent, sweet schoolgirl crushes. It went straight for the lethal, dominant types the ones who looked like they could break a person in half with their bare hands. And right now, the star of my internal smut-novels was standing right at the front of the auditorium. Professor Kaelven.

I rasp, shivering in expectation as I leave my shirt in place. What had gotten into me recently, giving in to all these men? Was I really always a slut like this, or was there just something special about supernaturals that made us humans want them? I didn’t know, but when Atticus’ hands slide my bra up, exposing my breasts and erect nipples, I can’t find it in me to care. “Beautiful,” he husks, wrapping his lips around one of my nipples while his other hand slips down my stomach and into my pants.

He smiled—his eyes held that dangerous look. “You wish. I’d rather jump down the twenty-three floors than have any thought of sex with you. “Should we see about that, Solnyshko?” Sunshine? He took my wrists and placed them above my head. I breathed heavily, staring at him with disgust and irritation. Why? Because for a moment, I thought of his disgustingly handsome face buried deep down my thighs. “I’m going to kill you. I SWEAR, I will make sure I do, if that will result to my freedom.” I seethed.

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

He spits blood and kneels down. "No! Your majesty!" Aristo runs towards him and hugs Alfonso when he fainted. He tried to cure its wound but he can't. "Socrates can have the princess now..." The girl laughs loudly and she opens more portal and a lot of Level D's a came out. "Let's get out of here now!" Aitan said then when they were about to go, something came down from the sky. •*•*•*•* Alexis is still eating with Ginger when stops because she smells something. Her demon features are now showing up until, she releases a lot of black fire and went towards the smell.