All Chapters of The Den of Desires (Erotica Short Stories): Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

SERA“Look at that view,” Jared said, slipping an arm around my waist. “That’s insane.”We were standing on the edge of a rocky overlook, gazing out at the turquoise sea below. The guide had told us this spot ‘Elerin’s Point’ was sacred to the island’s early settlers. A place for cleansing, and for reckoning.How ironic.“Truly beautiful,” Jared’s mom chimed in, adjusting her wide-brimmed hat as she snapped a picture. “I can’t wait to frame these.”“Your father should see this,” my mother added, elbowing my dad gently. “Isn’t this the kind of spot you always talk about?”My dad chuckled. “If I had this view, I’d never leave the house. You’d find me planted on a chair right there, from dawn till dusk.”Everyone laughed. Even I smiled, leaning in, responding, and nodding. I knew how to play my part. I was good at this: the charming future daughter-in-law, and the perfect fiancée. I made eye contact with everyone, engaged them easily, smoothly. It came naturally. Or at least… it used

SERA“Are you kidding me right now?” I snapped, slamming the door behind me as I marched into his wing of the villa.Knox barely looked up from where he was lounging on the arm of the leather sofa, a glass of something dark in his hand. His shirt was unbuttoned halfway, chest on display, like he’d been waiting for me.“Well, hello to you too, Sera,” he drawled, a lazy smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. “Guess you finally want my attention.”“Spare me,” I hissed. “You need to stop.”He arched a brow. “Stop what?”“Don’t play dumb,” I said, crossing the room and pointing a finger at him. “That message. You said you wouldn’t bother me. That you wouldn’t push, and then you go and send something like that… knowing I was with Jared.”His gaze flicked over me slowly, and I hated that my body reacted. Skin heating, and pulse stuttering. He was so annoyingly calm. So maddeningly unfazed.“I said I wouldn’t touch you unless you wanted it,” he replied, voice like velvet laced with smoke.

SERAKnox.His elbows rested on the edge of the pool, body half-submerged, water dripping from his hair, shoulders glistening. His eyes locked on mine, dark and unreadable.My mouth went dry.I blinked once, twice, just to make sure I was awake. That I hadn’t slipped into another dream. Because this? Knox, bare-chested in the moonlit pool, water glistening down the ridges of his torso, eyes locked on mine like he already knew every dark corner of my thoughts? This felt like the dream I just tore myself out of.“You don’t look like yourself,” he said, cocking his head slightly. “Did you have a bad dream?”My breath caught.I couldn’t answer. I wouldn’t. My brain scrambled to deflect, to ground myself.“What are you doing out here this late?” I asked, folding my arms even though the heat curling inside me had nothing to do with the night air.He chuckled softly. “I could ask you the same thing.”I opened my mouth, but before I could get a word out, he added casually, “Came out to tak

SERAAt Knox’s command, my body moved before my brain could catch up.I turned, shutting the door with shaky fingers that barely obeyed me, the soft click of the lock sounding louder than thunder in the silence between us.That was it. No going back now.I have locked myself into this moment. With him.By the time I turned around, he was there.Right in front of me.Close enough to steal the breath from my lungs.My eyes struggled in the low light, but even in the shadows I could feel him. See him. The sheer heat radiating from his body cloaked me like smoke. He was bare. I could tell. And somehow, that made the air feel even heavier. More charged.Fuck.He was every bit as powerful as I remembered; tall, carved, unapologetically male. My eyes dropped, catching the outline of him in the dark… hard, ready, massive. My mouth went dry. My thighs clenched. I remembered how he’d felt inside me; stretching, filling, destroying, till I was screaming, sobbing mess against his body. The m

SERAAnd then he pushed in, slowly at first, giving my body time to stretch around him. “Fuck!” I cried out, my body tensing, walls clenching around the thick intrusion.Knox groaned, a deep, primal sound from his chest. His hands gripped my thighs like anchors, steadying himself as he fought for control.“Don’t clench,” he gritted out. “Relax for me, baby. Let me in.”I tried. God, I tried. But the pressure, the stretch, the sheer size of him made it impossible not to react. It wasn’t our first time, but it felt like it, like my body had forgotten everything except how to crave him.One of his hands slid up, fingers wrapping around my throat in a firm hold that made my breath catch, my pulse throb.That touch alone had me dripping. I gasped, and my body obeyed him before I could think. My walls eased, fluttering around him, and he took full advantage.Knox didn’t waste the moment. With a low curse, he thrust forward, burying himself in one sharp, delicious push, filling me to the hi