Deeply Desire Novels & Stories

why does my flame keep getting higher and it feels like I'm burning within dangerous desire? T O B E C O N T I N U E D...

I have always known that I want him, but right now, I feel like my desire for him has increased. I don’t know why. In just this visit, I feel like I have gotten to know so much more about him. So much, I just want to claim him. I want him. Every inch of him. He will submit to me, and be mine. He has to be. I don’t care the cost, I will do everything I can to have him. I will break his walls and penetrate his stubbornness no matter what it costs me. David will be mine.

Sanam's throat was getting dry on his advancing moves. "Do you know for last few days how much I was yearning for you and to spend time with you?" Saying in a husky voice his eyes were fixed on her shivering lips. He moved his face closer to her and stopped merely an inch from her. "For your intimacy..... To feel your touch." Both hearts were beating wildly and both can feel their heavy breathing blowing and feeling on the face of each other. "Asfand I....."

How much… need could mix with pride. I leaned back, letting my chair tilt slightly, and closed my eyes again. My fingers flexed against the leather of the armrest. I imagined her standing there, in the soft glow of the healing center’s lights, hair cascading over her shoulders, eyes bright, lips slightly parted, looking at Jake the way she always did. My wolf growled low, reminding me that possessiveness ran deep, that desire was not just a feeling—it was a claim. And part of me, a dark, forbidden part, wanted to claim her myself, to hold her close and never let anyone else, not even Dwayne, touch her again.

It was the absence of something else. Someone else. The realization lands quietly—but decisively. Desire, I’m learning, isn’t about availability or attention. It’s about being seen in the exact way that unsettles you. And once you’ve tasted that— Everything else feels like a distraction you no longer need.

“We know deep down you want this but you just don't want to keep steady, let's make you wet.” I pretended to stretch my body and growl to the beautiful moon in the sky, they have to want me deeply. I wanted to create that intense desire in them, manipulate them into turning to be the ones chasing me. I could do it and I was going to do it.

A few of the employees has began coming to the office with all oblivious of the people in the opened door. Sofia and the unknown guy woke up with a strong urge. The urge that made them crave each other. They both desired to have each other. It felt like their mind was replaced with something else, which can be desire. Nothing else around them matters. They did not take a look at their surrounding and even if they do, their mind was clouded to think of doing anything about it. The strong tearing of dresses forcefully filled the room as Sofia clutched to her stomach. Nothing! Her head is blank, the only thing she can think of now is to quench her taste for sèx .

Soon I grabbed him and kissed him sweetly, holding him tight, afraid to let go. While he pumped, tears of fear and uncertainty streamed down my eyes. Where was joy and happiness for me in all this? I could not afford to lose him. If he had to go, I pray this would leave me with a piece of him. I have never wanted children so badly as I did at that moment. The tears fell, and soon my moans were mixed with cries. He did not know because he could not see my eyes. I felt the pressure build up inside me, and I knew another orgasm was coming. It exploded, and I dug my nails into his back.

Leo declared, looking deeper into his mother's eyes, silently speaking as he watched his mother's lips bound in the certain thought of his fury. Leo turned away when no other words were spoken, focusing his stare on the only human that mattered much to him, sitting on the sofa across Ismael's seated position. An emotion had built a foundation of love which spilled greatly; Leo sat aware of Ismael's desire to wreak havoc, but a thread of thrill ran through his spine rather than that of betrayal. The expectancy of Ismael's desires fascinated his every being. He was the one specially created for him, a dare button which he always needed in the carvings of his mind, the perfect rival.

I despised how I always succumbed to his every caress. "You just can't resist, can you?" Jeremy's voice dripped with lust as his eyes locked onto mine. I wanted to rebuke him, but my body betrayed me, responding eagerly to his every touch. Before I could utter a word, he captured my lips in a ravishing kiss, leaving me breathless. In his kisses, I could feel desire and longing, mingled with his dominance and arrogance. Part of me yearned for it to stop, but I couldn't bring myself to halt him.