Beauty Lust Novels & Stories

I say, visibly agitated by my own body’s betrayal, “I hate you.” Lazarus’s eyes darkened with desire, “You might hate me, but your body certainly doesn’t.” He palms my pussy through the lace, smiling wickedly, “Bellatrix, do you know how fucking addicting this scent is? It’s like cherries, wine and dark chocolate – enough to drive a man wild.” “Well, you aren’t a man but a beast.” “That I am sweetheart and don’t forget it.” He affirmed arrogantly, pressing the pads of his fingers against the soaked spot.

I wаѕ, but not fоr thе rеаѕоn they thоught. THE END Thank you for joining me on this intense journey through Lost in Lust.️ If you enjoyed this story, I invite you to explore my other novel, “Wild Pleasure”️ A very sexual erotic novel. Nuzel.

Ryan's fixation on Arina grew with each passing moment, her image etched into his mind like a vivid painting. Her fiery red hair, contrasting with her snow-white skin, held a mesmerizing allure that captivated him. The green depths of her forest eyes seemed to hold secrets untold, drawing him in with their enigmatic charm. Her petite button nose and luscious lips only added to her allure, painting a picture of beauty that left him spellbound.

“You will take everything I give you.” My thighs pressed together instinctively. Heat flooded my core at the raw authority in that voice. I stopped beside the door, barely breathing, listening as Lord Blackwood fucked the woman with relentless intensity. Her cries grew louder, more desperate, until they peaked in a broken scream of pleasure. I stood there trembling, my pussy throbbing, shame and arousal warring inside me. Only when the sounds finally quieted did I slip away like the invisible girl I was supposed to be. Back in my room, I lay on the bed, replaying every moan, every growled command in my mind.

“What is she talking about?” He didn’t answer. His jaw clenched. His silence was worse than any confession. Celeste’s laughter split the air again, high and cruel. “Ah, there it is. The silence that damns.” She spread her arms wide, as though presenting us on some twisted stage. “The lover who bleeds for you, Aria, but bleeds secrets too. Tell me, how long will your lust last when you realize it’s built on lies?” Julian finally snapped, his voice breaking like thunder. “Enough!”

The lady's knee buckled beneath and gave way to her legs but Roman was quick enough to hold her up else, they both would have been sprawled out on the floor. The first thing he noticed about her was her tiny waist, then her wide hips and his eyes finally came to rest on her voluptuous breast. It was too big to be real, she definitely had surgery, he would bet anything on that. His eyes must have dwelt too long on her breast because she smiled sweetly and tugged down on her dress, exposing more cleavage. "I'm June." She pouted, "Like what you see?" With one eye raking and undressing her all over and the other one trailing Rose's head among the crowd, Roman grinned silently, dipped his hands i

Deep down, I wanted them to see that I might not deserve to be by his side, but I am not ugly either. For years, I didn't care what anyone said, or how they viewed me or treated me. It didn't matter, they could fuck themselves. My normal was my normal and they either dealt with it or left it. I still didn't care, I just wanted them to see what he sees in me—that's if he sees the beauty Starliss' and Odette's mother always praised me for. I wanted them to see that Larissa Justice might be abnormal, but she's one of the hottest and can make men swoon—if it pleases her. I needed it for me.

(yell) He is the most beautiful man I have ever seen in my entire life but I don't interested in the one who called me thick, plump or whatever it is. I am me. I don't need a man that categorises me on any level or anything. I am beautiful the way I am. These guys don't like thick girls like us before but now their eyes are full of lust. Why do guys only love our bodies for lust, instead of loving us the way we are?

There was something so effortlessly sensual about each one of her movements, almost graceful and fluid. The way she chewed her food and licked those ample lips had his member threatening to combust. Ironically, Belle had no idea about the feelings she could stir up from the simplest of acts, even when his righthand man couldn’t keep his eyes off her either. Beau’s eyes were stuck to her like glue, much to Layke’s dismay but he couldn’t blame him either. Even Layke’s enforces seemed to helplessly admire her. She really was the most unwillingly sensual person he had ever seen. The fact that she was so oblivious to it only made the attraction grow.

Biting her finger playfully, she gave them a sultry glance. Wrath growled. "You tricked us!" Lust chuckled, her laughter smooth and mocking. "Oh, darling," she said, her tone dripping with satisfaction, "Missed me?." Lust leaned back on a nearby rock, crossing her legs deliberately, showcasing the smooth curve of her thighs. A wicked smile played on her lips as her tone turned teasing. "So, what's the grand plan, gentlemen?" she purred, her voice dripping with mockery. Wrath, his jaw tight, snarled, "We break into the palace and take the goddess. Simple as that."