All Chapters of Primal Craving : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

I am yours, don’t give myself back to me. —Anaïs Nin. LUCIEN The look in her eyes gutted me. Fear. Not of the thing I’d torn apart. Not of the blood dripping from my claws. Fear of me. I slashed yet another, sending it crashing into the wall. Before it could recover, I was on it,backhanding it so hard blood sprayed from its mouth. It hissed, tried to lunge, but I slammed it down again, claws pinning it to the floor. My snarl ripped through the room as I dragged my hand across its face. I didn’t kill it. Not yet. It had touched her, and for that, it would suffer first. “You could have snapped its neck, you know,” Kainan said casually, crouching near the writhing vampire. He poked at it with the tip of his shoe like it was nothing more than a broken toy. “But no, you like your little temper tantrums, don’t you?” He grinned, tilting his head too far to the side as if the suffering was some private joke only he got. My head snapped toward him, rage burning hotter than t

You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope.— Jane AustenCAMELLIA I should have known what I was signing up for, having sex with a werewolf. He was insatiable and apparently so was I.“Cam” His voice was rough, almost whiny, a low growl of need that tugged me from sleep.His hips nudged, teasing and I felt his cock pressing insistently against my thigh through the thin sheet. My body shivered at the contact, heat pooling low. "Please touch me,” he whispered.His hand snaked under the covers, fingers brushing over my waist before boldly sliding up to pinch and tug at the same nipple he’d sucked on until he fell asleep. “Missed this,” he muttered, a whiny little growl under his breath, rolling the sensitive bud between his fingers.Missed what? We fell asleep two hours ago.His hand slid lower, capturing my wrist. “Please” he said again, dragging my hand beneath the sheets.Fuck. I definitely have a begging kink.He groaned at the first brush of my fingers around him, his hips je

I am a prisoner of what I cannot have, and a master of what I do not truly want. — Isolde Kane DARIUS The night I shared with Nyla was anything but intimate. Every thought betrayed me, drifting to Camellia. Warm lips wrapped around the head of my cock,tongue swirling as she sucked me deeper into her mouth. My hand gripped tight when she moaned around me. She took me to the back of her head with the kind of expertise that was supposed to turn men brainless. "Fuck" I muttered, more from habit than pleasure as her hands pressed into my thighs, bobbing faster, wetter. She pulled off with a loud pop, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand before moving over to straddle me. Her thighs were slick and warm, trembling slightly as she reached down and guided my hard cock inside her. I gripped her waist and shoved up into her , hard. She leaned forward, hair falling over my shoulders,her lips brushing my ear "You missed me that much?”. I didn't answer, my mind seemed to be far fro

It is not the strongest or the most intelligent who will survive but those who can best respond to change. — Charles Darwin CAMELLIA Today’s episode of ‘What Did I Get Myself Into?’ features me, Lucien, and apparently uninvited guests. "You have a lot of nerve hunting on my territory." I was shoved behind Lucien, unable to see who he was addressing, but I could tell there was more than one person. "Relax, Alpha Lucien, we were just catching a runaway rogue." The person didn’t even sound fazed by Lucien. "And instead of using your abilities, you resort to weapons? What if you killed someone?" Lucien’s voice was calm but deadly. You're a wolf, you can—" He paused, sniffing the air. Lucien shifted to shield me, but the man’s eyes locked onto me anyway, sharp and unyielding. "Well, well… looks like someone’s been getting hot and bothered in the woods. No wonder that arrow set you off.”He gave me a knowing wink, and heat rushed to my cheeks before I could stop it. “Back off,

It is easier to fight for one's principles than to live up to them.— Alfred Adler.KYLE The second I shoved into him, I was gone. His ass gripped me like a vice, and I nearly lost it right there. Fuck, he felt unreal, milking me with every inch I gave him.I slammed forward again, harder, watching his body jolt under the force, and the sight made my cock throb inside him.“Goddess,” I snarled against his ear, my voice ragged. “You’re so fucking tight. Taking me like you were built for it.”He moaned, high and broken, and it only drove me crazier.I pinned his wrists above his head, grinding in deep until he cried out, then pulled almost all the way out before slamming back in.His legs shook around me, thighs wide, giving me everything and I only wanted more.“Beg,” I ordered, rutting into him fast, ruthless. “Beg me to split you open.““Please, Kyle—please, don’t stop—fuck, I need it—” His voice was desperate, wrecked, and it made me groan deep, hips snapping harder.“That’s it,”