Arousing Novels & Stories

Oddly Trevor was liking it and even started to get aroused. Knowing all the change in Trevor scent Max only chuckled looking at his man "babe, can't you wait till we get home?" He tease Trevor who just respond with a seductive smile getting up and giving his man a light kiss. Pheromones have indeed different scent dependind on certain mood. when a person is angry, aroused, happy, his smell will slighly change.

"Well, you already know my name. What else is my aura giving away?" "Your aura is bright, like a sunset with beautiful yellows, pinks, and oranges. It tells me you are beautiful on the inside and outside. You are very fun, humorous, and generally a happy person. Like a sunset, people are drawn to your beauty." She pauses; her eyes close lightly as her head twists to one side. "But I think it's more than that. Your spirit, it calls them, too. There's something unique and special about it, almost like they can sense your destiny."

When I realised the edges of the desk were too far from me, I held on to his shoulders while my back moved up and down as he rammed into me. "Fuck." I cried literally. I was at the peak when I began to squirt all over the place. I'd forgotten to let him know I was a squirter but I don't think he cared. If anything, it seemed to make him more aroused as his groans began to sound like small cries for help.

“When age chills the blood, when our pleasure are past for years fleet away with the wings of the dove the dearest remembrance will be the last. Our sweetest memorial the first kiss of love” – Lord Bryon. The feeling that comes with desiring someone seems so hard to fathom, how can ones heart arch for another touch? It feels like the souls have somewhat been intertwined as one by the gods. The heavens bringing to bear our innermost desires, for our souls to finally acknowledge it, thereby causing a longing in our heart for the other soul. It becomes our meaning of existence, a meal for our souls to feast on, and an adrenaline rush for our hearts. The arch in her heart to draw closer to Nevil

“Just… thought I heard something.” He didn’t believe me. I could see it in the subtle arch of his brow, the way his lips curved—not into a smile, but into something sharper, hungrier. And gods help me, I didn’t step away when he took one slow step forward. The air thickened. I could feel the heat radiating off him, his scent wrapping around me—wild forest rain and something darker, something that made my knees weaken. “Your heart’s racing,” he murmured, leaning just close enough that I could feel the warmth of his breath along my temple. “You’re either lying to me… or you’re thinking about something you shouldn’t.”

But something was different and his suspicion proved true a moment later. [Arrogance Amplification System Activated] A sharp pressure pulsed behind his eyes. Then— A screen. A blue transparent floating screen similar to the type seen in virtual reality games. It wasn't something he should be able to see. [Host Identified] Balance: $0.00 Arrogance Level: F Influence: 0 His breath caught. "This can't be real. What the-" [Core Rule] [Act superior. Make others perceive you as arrogant. Prove it.]

I hadn’t realised how much I wanted him. “I, um, wanted to talk about anything, really; you know me, I love to chat” I cleared my throat, trying to clear my mind and keep my voice even at the same time. “I see, but you have to keep your needs in check; I can smell it, Stace, and you’re laid in my bed; sending those kinds of signals to a horny wolf is going to get you in trouble; your arousal is doing things to me that I shouldn’t be thinking about, and you know it” he growled in my ear, making it ten times harder for me as I felt my panties getting wet.

But instead of saying something, she pointed to the window,trembling with fear still. But when Azrick opened the thick curtains, there was no one there. It was as if the person tormenting Auria simply disappeared. His face was red and his ears looked like steam would be released from it if not for him taking a deep breath, Azrick put down the pen and paper and looked at the still trembling actress, helplessly clinging to his assistant who was diligent in trying his best to calm the woman. He thought back to the incident as Auria told the. “Auria,” he called the name of the woman, “Do you perhaps have a past lover who has yet to move on?” Azrick blurted out, his mouth without any filter nor a

I feel the arousal burning in my core as I squeeze my knees together. “Good morning, baby girl.” Lorenzo’s husky voice greets me as I peek out from under the cover. A tantalizing haze of warm, steamy air wafted into the room, filling it with the intoxicating scent of freshly showered masculinity. My eyes fixated on the figure emerging from the mist. A god-like figure, clothed in nothing but a thin towel wrapped around his waist. I feel my mouth watering as he stalks towards the closet. His defined muscles flex with every movement he makes as droplets flow freely down his perfect body. I lick my upper lip, fighting the urge to jump him as my hormones starts to run wild.

Aurora’s POV Fear, excitement, and a strange sense of anticipation intertwine, creating a potent cocktail of sensations that leaves me feeling dizzy and disoriented. But even as my protests slip through my lips, my heart starts to thump wildly, and a new pulse I've never felt before pounds behind my clit. In a sick, twisted way, the idea excites me, igniting a fire within that I can't seem to quell. It's as though a primal instinct has been awakened, urging me to surrender to his will.