The Wilds Fanfic Novels & Stories

Without warning, I bolted forward, my legs carrying me towards the open expanse of the forest. "Ariana, wait!" I heard Lucas's voice, tinged with urgency, but I couldn't stop myself. The sensation of running through the forest, the wind rustling through my fur, was exhilarating and freeing. The moon's silvery glow seemed to guide my path, and I felt an unexplainable connection to the wilderness around me. As I sprinted through the trees, I caught glimpses of Lucas behind me, his own transformation complete. He had turned into a magnificent red wolf.

Wakanda’s hand shoved through the crack, massive and dark, claws reaching. “Daughter!” His voice split stone. Fiona screamed, fire exploding, forcing him back. “I am not yours!” The blast gave me the opening. With a final roar, I tore through the crack, dragging us into the night air. We collapsed on grass, breathless, the moon overhead. Fiona rolled onto her side, chest rising fast. Her hair clung wet to her breasts, fabric plastered to every curve. My wolf snarled, claiming, aching.

Soon, the laird would know of his son’s return. She twisted the reins nervously in her fingers as Crispen all but bounced off the saddle in his excitement. “If you keep gathering those reins, lass, you and the horse are going to end up back where you came from.” She glanced guiltily up at Alan Woods, who rode to her right. His admonishment had come out as a tease, but God’s truth, the man scared her. He looked savage with his unkempt, long dark hair and the braids dangling on each side of his temples.

Wild Addiction volume 2. I never knew true addiction until I met her. I never truly understood what it is to crave, mind, body, and soul—until nothing mattered but fulfilling that craving. Until the only thing that mattered was easing the hollow space inside me. It was there whenever we’re apart. Like a dark hole, it lingered, intensifying until my mind was full of dark spots. Until my mind was full of easy curves, bare before me. Until my desires reflected her, bending at the waist, her pert, little arse in the air, colored red by my palm, the outline of my fingers visible against her pale skin.

I’d admit that I wanted him to touch it…more. Clearing my throat, I said, “Of course, why won’t I be? I just wish the rain would stop soon.” From the corner of my eyes, I could see Manny scowling at my words. I wanted him to leave and maybe then I would get my fucking fried hormones in order and get the key for the preacher, the boss of the Motorcycle club. Without warning, I felt his fingers trail up and unzipped my pants, flittering underneath to grab my cock that was as hard as steel for both him and Stephanie.

She excels at driving me wild. "Show me your tongue," she commands, and I obey without hesitation. Swiftly, she positions herself, offering her womanhood to my mouth. It feels as though I am a traveler, arriving in the desert and eagerly tasting the sweetness of her nectar. Her wildness intensifies, accompanied by her passionate moans and naughty words. It's evident that my manhood is standing tall. Suddenly, my manhood thrusts into her womanhood, and we both cry out in ecstasy.

Finch asked in a panic as I forced the wild one onto him. “Information!” I said, and he nodded his head vigorously. Now that he agreed to help, I stood before him with the wild one. I placed my hand on the wild one’s back and then held its body, stretching it until its head came off. “Fucking hell, you’re crazy!” he screamed. I tossed the wild one aside and turned to face Finch again, only to see him getting up and sprinting away from me. “Hey! You fucking liar,” I yelled, chasing after him. Even though he wasn’t a skilled fighter, I had to admit he was a fast runner.

​"We've been wanting to fuck you since we saw you in that red hot dress in your bar." ​Shit, if you only knew how much I wanted to be with you when I first saw you. I'm going to thank my best friend for this. ​"Here I come!" I screamed as my climax overtook my body. I came before them. Their animalistic growls and groans make such good music to my ears. They brutally slammed their cocks inside me until they came again. ​Jayce removed his length from inside me and lay down beside us, and my fucking tired body is laying on top of Oliver's, still not removing his.

She has never felt more claimed, or more free. The dragons follow her over the edge one by one—Draven first, his release scorching inside her as he throws back his head with a primal roar. Kael follows, lightning crackling between his teeth as he empties himself with a growl that makes the windows rattle. Rion is last, his cool seed a blessed relief inside her overheated body as frost patterns spiral across the ceiling above them.

“Mmm… you smell so fucking sweet. Horny virgin pussy.” He nuzzled harder, tongue flicking out to lick the wet fabric. Tyler yanked the back of my trunks down slightly, exposing the top of my round ass cheeks. “Bet this tight little asshole is just as pretty.” I whimpered loudly, body trembling. My futa cock had grown dangerously hard now, pushing obscenely against the front of the trunks, creating a clear, thick bulge. Shame and unwanted pleasure warred inside me. Just as Tyler’s fingers dipped lower, aiming between my legs, a powerful gust of wind tore through the clearing. Unnatural. Cold. It ripped leaves from trees and nearly knocked Julie’s phone from her hand. The campfire flickered wi