Supernatural Smut Novels & Stories

“DON'T GRUDGE ME MY RARE AMUSEMENT, DEATH.” “Take the worm and stow her below-deck,” Samael said through gritted teeth. Dumah's rotten lips cracked in a shark toothed-smile. “WITH PLEASURE.” “What? Hell no! My daydreams about being a pirate wench do not include Nazguls.” Dumah snatched me up with no concern. I gagged on the foul air surrounding him. My clothes grew damp where his oozing hands touched me.

She could feel every presence inside the place—witches, Lycans, creatures mixed with demonic blood—but there was something deeper, something pulsing in the lower levels of the sanatorium. "They're going down." Susan said, her voice low. "Not up." "Carla is down there." Alexei replied, his voice deep, carrying a certainty that left no room for doubt. The first witch emerged from behind a column, and the runes on her hands began to glow. She unleashed a blast of energy, but Alexei's smoke rose like a wall, absorbing the attack as though it had never existed. Before the witch could cast another spell, Alexei was already upon her—his hand closing around her throat, his fingers digging into the f

“Why? Why does he want to lead the council so bad?” Marael laughs manically. “Don’t you know, Mathias? If Lukan takes over the Council, he will be able to control all supernatural beings. You know how much he despises humans and how much he hated interspecies mating. He always believed that angelic lines should remain pure. Think about it. He can build an army from within and take over all the supernatural kingdoms. All he had to do was crush your spirit. And the loss of the woman you love was the perfect way to do it. Once you were hooked, he killed me and helped me sacrifice one of my sisters so that I may live. Unfortunately, I lost my witch powers. Unlike the rest of the Supernatural wor

"Get ready, baby." He held my bud between his thumb and forefinger again, then squeezed. And I cried out. Oh shit, the sensation. It’s...heaven. He squeezed again and I stiffened with raw pleasure. I was swept up in a dark whirlwind. It's like he was…hypnotizing me. Josh rubbed his fingers together, my bud trapped in the middle, and I couldn't take it anymore. My whole body tensed, and then vibrated. My eyes screwed shut as I screamed so loud I could hear my voice echoing throughout the penthouse. I imploded, coming hard and long just like he said. It's like I'd never had an orgasm before. On and on it went, rippling.

Us supernaturals are closely alike with wild animals. Well, we are human wild animals. My shaking hear reluctantly agrees. Our supernatural eyes are closely alike with wild animals. We see clearly within the dare. That's an unappreciated importance of our supernatural eyes. Its barely needed or required so hardly appreciated. My eyes finally locate my bed side lamp. I power on it. My glowing eyes stop. The lamp brightly illuminates the room. I smile. My eyes instantly stare at the felt figure. They broaden. It's clearly my mate caroline.

Before she knew it, Samael had closed the distance between them and he stood barely an inch from her, his masculine scent intoxicating her senses. Bending toward her, he inhaled her neck and shoulder, savoring the smell of the bath oils and her own sweet scent. She didn't realize he'd undone her towel only feeling the fabric as it slipped down her legs and pooled around her feet. Her nipples stood erect under his heated gaze as his eyes caressed every inch of her body, lingering on the slightly damp patch between her thighs. Samael reached between her thighs and rubbed her moist vulva before slipping his fingers inside her, thrusting into her with firm strokes. He bent his head and took her

About six months into the apocalypse, both my mom and I had discovered some serious powers. Mine? I could hear my dad's thoughts—yes, only his. In an apocalyptic world where survival hinged on brute strength, this ability was as useful as a screen door on a submarine. The only upside was that I became his personal translator. But my mom? She struck gold. She developed super strength—and not just the run-of-the-mill kind. Her entire body mutated. She went through a second growth spurt, and now she was almost seven feet tall—tall and built like a tank.

* "Your cock... inside me... stretching my cunt, making me moan and squirm just like these slutty milfs on your laptop..." *With a sultry wink, she leans forward to trail a finger down Y/N's chest, stopping just short of their crotch.* "Trust me, sweetheart, you won't regret giving mommy what she craves so desperately." *Y/N's breath quickens as Stefanie's tantalizing touch sends shivers down their spine. The intoxicating scent of exotic perfume fills their nostrils, mingling with the heady aroma of Stefanie's arousal. Despite the overwhelming taboo nature of the situation, Y/N finds themselves increasingly enthralled by the seductive allure of their best friend's mother.*

“That is my good little witch. Already addicted to demonic seed. Your mortal body is changing. Soon you will beg to be taken to my realm. To be my eternal breeding whore.” He fucked me through three more shattering orgasms, filling me again and again until cum poured out of me in glowing rivers every time he thrust. My thighs were soaked. My ass leaked from the tentacle play. My mind floated in a sea of corrupt pleasure. When he finally lowered me to the floor, I collapsed in a trembling, cum-soaked heap. My belly looked slightly swollen. My pussy pulsed visibly, still leaking his glowing essence. The taste of him lingered on my tongue. The scent of sex and demonic musk clung to my skin.

I stared at Lucy as blood dripped from my cut hands onto the ground. Her words filled me with fear. “Gab, you don’t understand how werewolf blood works on humans,” Lucy said. “A werewolf can only use their natural healing power on the same human once in their lifetime.” She looked at Daniel before continuing. “The first time you healed him, your power fixed him and saved his life. But it also changed his body. His blood is now resistant to your healing power, so your magic will no longer work on him.”