Arousing Novels & Stories

Both heads snapped us in my direction and God, I must say their faces were priceless. It ranged from pure shock to blinding anger, then worry and confusion only to settle on fear. I could smell it in the air, their fear as it filled and circled the room only fuel my newly acquired insatiable thirst for blood. “Y-you.” Melanie choked out, raising her hand to her mouth in horror . “Yes, me!” I smiled, barely able to contain myself, they smelled to so good.

But the overwhelming surge of lust, heightened by the sudden interruption, compelled her to obey. Without further hesitation, Mia straddled Arlo, her movements fueled by raw desire as she sought to reclaim the pleasure that had been momentarily snatched away. As she began to ride him with abandon, her moans mingled with the sound of their bodies moving in unison, filling the room with a symphony of passion and desire.

The calm on her face was there but she could already feel her knees were trembling. ‘Gosh! This man was really a tease!’ Her thoughts were messy. ‘And why I felt so aroused at him?’ ‘Why do I have arousal even though I hate this person so much?’ ‘I would never forgive this person even in the next life.’ ‘Pull yourself together, Arabella. Don’t think of this man so much. Your arousal doesn’t have something to do with him. You are just a girl. Whoever touches you, you will feel anything.’ ‘But you can’t set aside his god-looking and sexiness.’

Absalom signed heavily again. “Ugh, I was really trying to avoid this.” Avoid what? Her heart began racing and she began to feel the prickling as her fur began to stand. Should I be nervous? Whatever he was talking about must be unpleasant because the scent coming from his body as he stepped toward her was incredibly strange. Anger mingled with irritation, fear, excitement, and… lust? Aria took three steps backward afraid of what he was going to do. “Stop backing away from me. I’m going to try to help you. You need to get control of this for my sanity if nothing else.”

No wonder Aura became more restless while sighing, puzzled by her own body's response! 'Damn! How can Aura be this sexy?!' Axel thought frustratedly, hearing Aura’s enticing sighs that tantalized his senses, causing Axel’s passion to surge like a tidal wave! "Don't, Axel! Stop, please!" Aura whispered half-heartedly. Aura's mind tried to resist, realizing that what they were doing was wrong, even though her body craved it! But how could Axel stop when they reached this point? His passion had been aroused to the core! Even his junior had become fully erect inside his boxers!

"Please," Aurora whispered, her voice shaking. "Please don't do this." Damian leaned in closer, his breath warm against her ear. His voice was mocking as he spoke. "Do you know you're killing my urge?" he asked, a dark laugh escaping his lips. Aurora’s heart raced as his hand moved to her neck, pushing her back against the cold marble wall. Her towel slipped from her body, falling to the floor in a pool of fabric, leaving her exposed and vulnerable in front of him. Damian’s eyes were hungry, devouring her every move. She could feel the weight of his gaze on her, the way his body seemed to tower over hers, pressing against her. His arousal was clear, and it made her stomach turn. He was enjoy

Her body arched restlessly, hips shifting instinctively, chasing the relentless rhythm of Elara’s tongue and fingers. Elara’s pulse thundered, her heart pounding with possessiveness, obsession, and raw need. Aria writhed beneath her, sobbing and breathless, every sound and movement a heady intoxication. Each broken gasp, each restless arch, each pleading cry was proof — undeniable proof — that Aria belonged entirely to her.

So, she focused on her sightings and indirect encounters with him to base her opinion of his identity. “Fuck. . .” She felt her heart quicken when she heard his cry. His voice was ripe with his pleasure. Something Aravia had never experienced herself or given to another person. It was starting to make her heat up again. Her body was burning once more, and the space between her legs began to hum and buzz with arousal. She started to pace to get rid of the feeling. Calm your breath. She repeated to herself over and over, but it did nothing to stop the erratic breathing or the burning that now clung to her skin and between her legs.

Why does what he’s doing feel so phenomenally good? “Is this as weird for you as it is for me?” I ask, trying to make light of the flutters of pleasure in my stomach. Because this thing spreading like spilled water below my navel, it’s arousal, and it could explode into wildfire very fast. It makes me think of blood and touching and maybe fucking, and as things are happening to my body, I’m terrified that he’ll be able to smell them. Smell me. “No,” he growls. “But—”

The scent was faint and could easily be overlooked but he recognized it. Arousal incence. A surge of unease mixed with anger coursed through him— his opponent was more prepared than he thought .Arousal incence was an aphrodisiac but it was very stronger than the normal type of aphrodisiac and coupled with the irresistible woman on the bed, he was losing his restraint. He reached out his hand brushing her cheek. Her skin was burning with need. She didn't pull away, in fact, she leaned into his touch and inhaled his smell like a pet who was lost but had ound her owner.