Animalistic Desires 2
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  • Reads 218,393
  • Votes 8,702
  • Parts 82
  • Time 11h 27m
Complete, First published Aug 04, 2019
Mature
I do not own the images in this story.  

What evil still lurks in the hearts of most men, or in this case--mythical creatures?  Once again, amorous lust, desire, and obsession are what drives these seductively dark mythological beings to possess the reluctant objects of their affections.  

As usual the human brides they seek belong to them, and only them. They will stop at nothing to make these fair maiden theirs. Even if it means resorting to abduction, seduction, murder, or even disregarding their chosen objects of desire's own free will. Nothing will stop them from claiming the passionate love that they seek.

Another complication of dark erotic stories of love, desire, passion, obsession, and even horror with supernatural and fantasy elements to fulfill your darkest desires. These seductive monsters are every man's nightmares, and every woman's fantasy. 18 +.  

A sequel to Animalistic Desires. You do not have to read the first book, to understand this one.

Stories may contain trigger Warnings:
Nudity
Violence 
Murder
Sexual Assault
Adult Language
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