Desire Untamed Novels & Stories

He moved closer, carefully, like he was approaching a wild animal. Then his arms wrapped around her from behind. She trembled, but didn’t pull away. The rain fell harder. He whispered, “I don’t care if the whole world burns. I only care if you’re in it.” She hated that she believed him. She hated that her body leaned into his like it was home. She hated herself for still wanting. But as the thunder cracked, and his arms tightened around her, she understood something ugly and beautiful at once: Unwilling desire had a name.

I was beyond words, beyond pride — just a desperate, trembling mess bound and edged to the brink of insanity. Elena Durcam stood before me completely naked now, her body a vision of absolute power and beauty. The leather corset and panties were gone, discarded on the floor like the last remnants of my old life. Her full breasts rose and fell with calm breaths, nipples tight, skin flushed from her earlier orgasms. She looked at me with those icy blue eyes that had already claimed everything I was. She bent down and unlocked the heavy spreader bar with two soft clicks, freeing my ankles at last. The sudden relief made my legs tremble even harder, but she kept my wrists tightly bound behind my

I lifted my hand slightly, calming him even as my own heart thundered. “You’re asking me to choose,” I said slowly. “Yes.” Mary’s voice softened. “They want to see which desire you value enough to anchor reality to.” “And the others?” I asked. “They will not be erased,” the second said. “But they will be… released.” The word felt hollow. I turned away from Elliot, forcing myself to breathe. All this time, desire had been danger because it was uncontrolled. Forbidden because it disrupted order. Now they wanted to use it.

in the dark. She tried to move on. Went on dates. Let men take her home. But their touches felt wrong—too gentle, too clumsy, too singular. Nothing compared to being claimed by three at once, nothing matched the way they’d made her feel wanted, filthy, perfect. The passion had been incandescent—filthy, consuming, everything. But it was never love. It was hunger. And hunger eventually starves. She sat alone in her room one night—windows open to the summer air, phone silent on the nightstand.

Adam Desiree was perfect for me. When she passed out, I wasn't happy, but I knew how intense a claiming was, so I let her sleep for an hour and soon I had to have her again. I spread her legs and went back in with my cock. Desiree woke up moaning. I felt her all over me. Her scent filled my senses, and I felt complete. I fucked her like a mad wolf. I had restrained myself for months, all leading to this. I intended to take my fill and satisfy my wolf, but as I pumped and she moaned my name, I knew I would never get enough of her. Her reaction to me was driving me crazy. I felt like a wild animal. She had unleashed the beast in me. I wanted to grind my cock in her pussy for the rest of my lif

“—No, no, you listen, bro. I know how much you love the feeling of your girl’s flesh, clenching around that cock of yours…that powerful feeling of filling her and moving inside her tight hole; that intense feeling of dominance as you listen to her cry and beg for you; that extreme and violently overwhelming whirlwind of emotions streaming in every single vein in your body never really leaves you even after you’re done screwing her, bro. And once you reached the peak, you just want to go for it again, and you should, we all should. Why should we restrain ourselves? Why should we control our desires when we know for certain that it’d only make us fucking lose our mind until we let it go? It’s

Had made her feel more alive than any random hookup ever could. Sighing in frustration as she moved her hand down her abdomen, pressing her fingers against her panties, feeling her wetness soaking through the thin cotton material. Candy had heard the rumors about how bad the need for release could get for those that found their mates. Before meeting Annie she had thought they must have been exaggerating. How wrong she had been as she felt desire and pulse through her like something tangible. Biting her lower lip Candy pressed down giving herself more of the delicious pressure she needed. In her mind she pictured what would have happened if Trevor hadn’t interrupted, as the kiss had deepene

I’d admit that I wanted him to touch it…more. Clearing my throat, I said, “Of course, why won’t I be? I just wish the rain would stop soon.” From the corner of my eyes, I could see Manny scowling at my words. I wanted him to leave and maybe then I would get my fucking fried hormones in order and get the key for the preacher, the boss of the Motorcycle club. Without warning, I felt his fingers trail up and unzipped my pants, flittering underneath to grab my cock that was as hard as steel for both him and Stephanie.

It wanted inside his mate. Ryan felt Jeremy’s erection against him and felt himself tremble with raw hunger. Despite the ache inside his chest, he’d never wanted Jeremy more. Since drinking Jeremy’s cum the night before, Ryan hadn’t completely gone flaccid. The craving for his mate was so bad it was almost as if he was an addict having withdrawal symptoms. For some reason, the mere idea of getting himself off made him sick, which was very strange considering the fact that till he mated with Jeremy, all he knew was his hand. He needed Jeremy. But Ryan didn’t think Jeremy was ready to give him what he wanted. Well, there was no harm in asking, was there? As his mate, Jeremy had to give him sex

The selfish bastard inside me was fueled with the need to claim the girl that I’ve all these years silently and recklessly considered mine. The Devil is a title and reputation I’ve very much earned. When a Devil wants something, he takes it. And I’ve ignored my own wants and needs long enough. It’s time I give in to the urge to drive Kasey to the edge of madness and show her the darker sides to be found in pleasure. The ones carefully mixed with an appropriate measure of pain. “Take your clothes off. Let me see you.” Her nostrils flare, the spark of defiance igniting in her eyes urging her to fight me on this, but tonight, I won’t be relinquishing any of my control.