Dark Desire Obsession Novels & Stories

If his cousins could see him now, they’d probably be laughing at him for being so weak. Colton didn’t know why he was feeling what he was feeling. It was like he was on drugs and he felt the withdrawal of not being with her. Being with her made him feel alive like nothing else ever could. Every time he closed his eyes, all he could see was her. One could even say that he was obsessed.

But that wasn't enough to stop me from desiring him. Not only had I failed countless times in everything I sought to make right, I was about to indulge in the worst kind of evil. I knew I'd be left with nothing less than disgust and self-loathing come morning. I knew I'd avoid mirrors so I wouldn't get to see my filth of a reflection during dawn but that wasn't enough to stop me from what I sought out to do. It was just too much, the overwhelming desire to be held within his broad arms. I moaned as I slipped my right hand into the joggers, cupping my pussy. I felt the sleekness in my folds, bringing out a gasp from me as I realized how wet I was.

"I never liked Lucia. And I was in a way relieved that he was going to learn to live without her or her dictations. Not until he came up with you ... Again. " His eyes were now sharp blades that dug into my face, I could almost feel his hate piercing me. " It makes me realize how intense his obsession had become with this woman. Believe me, I'm even impressed by his determination. That he went out to get you. ... Be the best you can be for him. He needs it. " He slowly released me and I fall into the hands of another man. " Miss Lucia! " His voice was a disappointment compared to his big build.

She continued unbuttoning his shirt, her fingers brushing against his chest. "Why is it always black?" Hazel asked in a soft tone as she slowly touched Francisco's hard chest after pulling his shirt down. Francisco's breath was heavy. He slowly pulled Hazel closer. "Black means obsession." "And you are my obsession, honey." Their gazes locked onto each other. "Obsession is not good," Hazel said as she slowly moved closer to his face. Francisco also lowered his head. "What is good or what's not, I will decide, honey. Everything I have for you is justified."

And yet, I held myself back, swallowed the words, watched her leave, and felt the room close in around me in the absence of her presence. As the elevator doors closed, I leaned back against the wall, my pulse racing, my chest tight, and the realization settled in my mind with a clarity that was both terrifying and exhilarating: I wanted her in a way that defied morality, defied reason, defied the careful boundaries of workplace decorum. I wanted her entirely… and the knowledge that it could never be fully mine made the desire all the more intoxicating. Forbidden desire has a potency that few other passions can match; it sharpens the senses, heightens the anticipation, and turns every small g

“Fuck yes. Fuck. Fuck.” The exquisite torment of Kyle being pleasured by two men simultaneously – one filling his ass, the other lapping at his cock – was almost too much to bear. It was a scene ripped from the most extreme fantasies, a beautiful, chaotic collision of desires. Hayden’s eyes, when they flickered towards me, held a raw, animalistic hunger, mirroring my own. Kyle’s cock was slick, glistening, moving like a piston within Hayden’s mouth, and the sight sent me over the edge.

And worst of all—I could still feel the shameful flutter between my legs every time I remembered how loud I had screamed, how desperately I had begged for more. I didn’t want to admit what was happening to me. I was losing myself. It wasn’t love. It wasn’t romance. It was deeper. Darker. It was obsession wrapped in pain. Surrender wrapped in silk and control. I told myself I hated him. I told myself I wanted to escape. But when he opened the door that morning, something inside me lit up. Not hope. Not fear. Something far more dangerous. Need.

She quickly hangs up the phone and reaches her hand around my body, grabbing my ass in her hand and pushing for me to give her more. “You're such a good girl,” I give her my praise because I know she likes it. She’s made me proud today and as I give her more of what she wants, I glide my fingers over her outstretched neck. “Come for me, right now,” I instruct, pushing every inch I have inside her and holding still. Her nails dig into my ass, as her wet skin slips against me. “Come on, I want you spilling that tight cunt all over my cock.” I remain still, savoring the way her pussy throbs around me. She looks back at me with such hope and expectation that it starts to fucking hurt. I’m not th

her voice shivered as that night ran in her mind. "What he did to you?" "He-he-he. All I know is that he is crazy. Wild. Violent. An obsessive enthusiast. He can kill with a flick of his finger, with a flutter of his lash," she kept on saying as if in a trance, "if you g-go against him, he won't kill you but extract your soul. When you are u-under him, around him, you have got no other option but to obey because at the end only that would happen what he had mentioned in the very start. I'm scared of challenging him,"

I cried out in pain. He pulled me by my hairs and brought me closer to him. He grabbed me from behind and cupped my face. "Humans or wolves, angels or devils, no one could ever resist my charms, my power, my beauty. You think you can get away so easily? After all these years, I finally found the one who can make me surpass my own charms, I could never think that anyone could ever make me feel like this, anyone would ever be able to make me interested in them, because I was so full of myself. I never thought anyone could ever fulfill my standards. How can you even think of rejecting me? I am an alpha. I didn't ask for your opinion. If an alpha wants something, he gets it. A mere wolf like you