Body Desire Novels & Stories

I wanted her to fucking agree for me to possess her fully, but her rejection again pierced through me like a knife stabbed into my chest. I'm used to getting what I want, and I hate dealing with stubborn women who think their morals could ever surpass their inner dark desires. Every single being breathing oxygen is a slave to their inner desire, and the more one denies it, the more damage they're causing to themselves. The flesh craves pleasure, intense pleasure that no 9-5 work or responsibility can't give to it; the body wants to be controlled, running with intense hormones. We're sexual beings, and it's time for people to realize they can't turn off the part of the body that needs sex, or

Britney could barely comprehend what was happening to her own body and mind; she felt like a creature driven by pure, insatiable sexual cravings. Her daily existence had distilled down into a relentless cycle of sleeping, eating, and engaging in unbridled intimacy with Cole. It felt as though every single nerve ending and fiber of her being was wired to cling to him, constantly aching and crying out for skin-to-skin contact. Her most persistent, burning desire was to mount him, taking full control as she rode him over and over again.

Dax’s warm breath fanned across Victor’s neck, making Victor’s hips twitch forward involuntarily, seeking friction against Dax’s thigh. Victor reached up, his fingers desperate to grip Dax’s waist, to pull this impossible, intoxicating creature into a brutal, possessive kiss. "Dax... touch me. Prove to me you're real." Dax’s eyes flickered with cold, vicious satisfaction. Just as Victor’s lips leaned in, Dax stepped back instantly, breaking the contact completely. Victor stumbled forward slightly, his mouth open, his chest heaving, his body aching with unfulfilled, agonizing desire.

“Something beyond duty.” A small ache stirred unexpectedly in Loren’s chest. The Prince deserved the love he had grown up believing was possible. He was kind, gentle, and she suspected, unhappy in a way the court did not permit him to confess. She liked him. He was someone she could learn to respect, perhaps even care for deeply. She wondered if that would be enough. She wondered if their marriage would always feel like a polite arrangement. She wondered if she would ever know desire again. She looked back at the Prince, who sat watching dragonflies hover above the pond, a faint smile on his lips. Loren found herself wishing she could want him. That she could meet kindness with passion, inst

The whole day after Mom announced her trip, I was a mess. Every time I looked at Alexander, my body reacted against my will. My pussy would throb, remembering how his fingers felt inside me the night before. I kept scolding myself in my head. *This is so wrong. He’s married to your mother. He’s your stepfather. What kind of daughter are you becoming?* But no matter how much I tried to fight it, the ache between my legs only got worse. I still really wanted to see him but I couldn't as Mom stayed over. I'm starting to crave him and he hasn't even fucked me yet. I shouldn't even be thinking about this. He's twice my age and married to my mother.... But it sure feels so fucking good. I want mor

"Dex wants to be your bad boy. But me?" I leaned in until my lips were grazing the shell of her ear, until I could taste the salt on her skin. "I want to be the one who breaks you. I want to hear the bone snap in your virtue. I want to taste the blood and the sin on your tongue. Just this once. Let me have one taste of that filthy, forbidden cunt. Let me bury my face between your legs until you suffocate me with your thighs. I swear it. Just... let me ruin you, and I'll carry the shame to my grave."

"I hope Serena stays forever." Kael stopped walking. Just for a second. The words weren't unusual. Children became attached. Especially Lia. But something about hearing them now made his chest tighten unexpectedly. Because for the first time, he realized he wanted the same thing. And that was exactly what frightened him. More than any business deal. More than any rival. More than any risk he'd ever taken. Because wanting Serena to stay was one thing. Needing her to stay was another. And somewhere along the way, he was beginning to fear he had crossed that line. Without even noticing.

She rubs my legs as I stare up at the ceiling. “Mom, I don't understand what is wrong with me or why I need this so badly,” I tell her. Yes, I have always wanted an epic romance. Some great tale of love that I could tell everyone, making young girls jealous. But what I feel inside is more than that. I feel this deep, burning longing inside for a mate. This yearning that I can not control. My mind ants a mate, sure. But it is like my body needs it. I am feverish and desperate to find my mate. “Mom..”

HIS WANTS """Her glance was a mixture of desire and timidity, he didn't want to judge her according to her actions, for the years he had been stalking her, In her room. He only wanted to cherish this moment. . He pressed his hand into the smaller of her back and pulled her still closer, causing the lower part of his body to twitch in excitement and yearning for this little woman. He was aware of his male hardness swelling inside his tight breeches, his male hardness was strained like a mad thing to get ever close, he wants to be fully sated between her legs.

That was not bad at all. " And?" he asked, taking his hands to the buttons of her shirt. "My phone fell in the gutter," she breathed. She was totally aroused now and explaining how the flood deprived her of her phone was too much to concentrate on. He finished unbuttoning the shirt. "And?" He was barely concentrating himself. His focus was on what he could do with the woman before him. His libido was increasing by the moment and the way she was moving on his little one was not helpful at all. He suddenly didn't want her to talk about the phone anymore. He could just get her another one, dozens, if she wanted him to.