Uranic Sexuality Novels & Stories

Her wolf just disappeared together with her soul, and my soul, together with my wolf’s, took her body before it became a corpse. Princess Unara was a voyeur whose sexual satisfaction or pleasure could only be achieved by watching other people partake in sexual acts. A man’s touch could never arouse her, but seeing a man and a woman do the sexual deeds in front of her would spark the sexual fire inside of her that would lead her to complete ecstasy. I tried to control such desire, but the body of Princess Unara would not let me.

I repeat, these ladies were too easy and that was because deep in their subconscious all men were bestial Neanderthals, one step above creating fire, or spineless sheep who would rather stampede like lemmings off a precipice than show an ounce of resistance (and be put down), much less any actual romantic inclinations. Since they were convinced sex consisted of either being raped, or your partner staring at the ceiling and wondering if he was missing the latest episode of NCIS, a tiny dose of my sensuality was the equivalent of turning their moped of a hypothalamus into a street racer. My hope was I'd live to regret it.

asked King Alexander who’d kept quiet since the beginning of their discussion. “You know, Daddy Alexander... Hermaphrodite animals don’t have to find any partners in breeding themselves because they’ve got both manhood and womanhood devices in one similar body, so they can have sexual intercourses with themselves.” “Ahah... Making love meaning...? You mean that symbol also represents making love, having sexual intercourses, don’t you, My Sumi Darling...?” Virando instantly widened up his eyes.

Perhaps he wants to fuck me for greedy reasons. In the end, it doesn't matter. I’m going to give into him. I’m not going to be able to hold out sexually forever; that’s impossible. I know that. I’m well aware I’m going to cave at some point. Admittedly getting my ass sexually punished without much sexual experience probably wasn’t the grandest of ideas because now I have a higher chance of caving faster. Werewolves and lycans do have high libidos, although I think most supernaturals do. Hell, I’ve heard of some humans who can fuck just as much as we can.

“Your nipples are hard as little diamonds. I bet your pussy is soaked right now.” He groped me openly — squeezing my breast, rolling my nipple, then sliding his hand lower to palm my ass and pull me against his naked body. His hard cock pressed against my stomach, leaving a wet streak of pre-cum on my dress. “Imagine it, Nova,” he said, voice dark and filthy as he kissed down my neck. “Imagine drawing this exact moment. My cock in your hand. My mouth on your skin. My fingers about to slip inside your dripping little cunt while you try to keep sketching.”

They hit directly into his prostate with thrusts from their fingers, as they stretched them, enough for a magic cock to enter, thrust and fuck him hard, at that time, Circe loved being inside him, mercilessly thrusting in and out of her, the one that long was replaced by another woman, banging her balls in and out of him. Tsuki sucked on Hecate 's breasts, who jumped and lowered herself towards her lips, amid the ride up and down, when Darkness lunged at him, being pushed by Nix, who swallowed his penis with fingers inside him, at that time, sticking her tongue and I comment on his hole filled with saliva, lube, and semen from inside him.

He paused, then said without looking up, “I wrote. ‘Patient deflects discomfort with seduction. Attempts to regain control through sexual tension.’” I sucked in a slow breath. “Well,” I muttered. “That’s not sexy at all.” “It’s not supposed to be.” My legs uncrossed and re-crossed, slower this time, not for show but because I needed to move. To feel something. Anything. “Do you think I’m disgusting?” I asked suddenly. That caught him off guard. Barely. But I saw it—the shift in his eyes, like I’d finally said something real. “No,” he said.

"You fit right in, don't you? Look at you, getting your cunt licked while Marcus destroys her." The room became an arena of vulgar noise. Marcus grunted with every thrust, his balls slapping against Mara’s ass. Mara’s moans were muffled by Quin’s cunt, vibrating against her flesh. Jade whispered filthy encouragement into Quin’s ear, her fingers pinching and pulling at Quin’s nipples until they were hard and red. Her tongue worked desperately on Quin, driving her higher. Quin felt the pressure building again, impossibly fast. The sheer nastiness of it, the choking, the rough handling, and the wet sounds of sex overwhelmed her senses

WARNING: Dark Romance, Dubious Consent, Breeding, Public/Car Sex, Sensory Deprivation (Blindfolding), Primal Play, Overstimulation, Graphic Sexual Content. I didn't wait long. By noon, I was at her apartment door, my knuckles rapping a steady, "concerned" rhythm against the wood. My inner beast was pacing, his claws scratching at the back of my ribs. The scent coming from under the door was intoxicating-it was the smell of a female in peak estrus, a pheromonal explosion triggered by the supernatural seed I'd pumped into her hours ago.