Desires Novels & Stories

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

A surge of desire pulses through my body. I shift back so his hand falls off of my body. He looks at me. “Why do you want to deny what we both feel?” “I admit the desire is there, but at what cost to me? You bring only pain and sadness into my life,” I say. If I’ve learned nothing, I’ve learned that desire is not love, it is not commitment, and it is not loyalty. It can also be a liar that leads you far away from what is good for you.

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.

My heart thumped loudly in my chest as I typed the name of the website into the search bar. The screen loaded, revealing a sleek black-and-gold homepage with bold letters: **Welcome to DesireMatch — Where Fantasies Come to Life.** My breath caught. A seductive image of intertwined hands filled the background, fingers laced together in a way that was both intimate and possessive. Below it was a simple prompt: **Ready to explore your desires? Fill out the form and take the first step.** I swallowed hard, my fingers hovering over the screen. I tapped the button to begin.

“Is this part of the experiment?” “Desire works both ways.” He said as he moved his waist a little closer to her mouth. “Now you are slick and really nicely wet, but I want you to get my cock wet as well.” “Suck you off?” she asked as she met his eyes. “At least put it in your mouth and get it slick.” He said. “You see, there are some patients I would never touch them on their breasts or even their pussy’s if I didn’t have to. But their mouths are a different story. They look like they could give the best head.”

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Have you ever sunk deep into the depth of desire as your heart wished for you to drown while your mind told you to fight against the waves? When I look at Deimos I am always caught by desire's net. Desire to touch. A desire for a taste. Desire to possess. With each passing day, it overtakes me inch by inch sinking its fangs deep within me sucking my will to fight.

I hurried past the bar, my eyes met those of the Bartender and there was a glow in his eyes I hadn’t noticed before. “Are you okay?” he said. I shook my head. I felt my temperature rise and a slight ache was creeping up my joints. My muscles started to feel tense. My hair pores started to look like big rashes and they itched as the hairs on my body began to grow longer. My palms began to expand as my nails extended further. My ears felt like they were drawn out. I could hear the slightest sound of a foot leaving the ground, a house fly buzzing, frantic heartbeats and drinks getting poured into cups. The music became almost a hundred times louder. I could nearly hear people’s thoughts and fee

Hans called me lusty, but nobody could talk to who would understand how I felt. Tonight, he was busy preparing as a member of the Yang family rather than a son-in-law. Half an hour ago, I slunk away as I saw how excited Autumn was about their impending wedding. But after I saw how Hans had her sash days ago, it made me wonder if she cannot perform the duties of a wife. After all, how would Han smell of her fragrance and possess the sash she wears over her clothes? That night, my whole body burned. I knew that I desired to fill the gap between my legs, and by no doubt, I was embarrassed that I want him so desperately inside me. I had thrown away the contraceptive herbs that I have used to tak

Maybe it was my tendency or my nature that had become like this, but the problem was that it was getting very difficult for me. I had just opened my shirt when I felt my inner wolf was struggling to come out of this intoxication. There was only and only lust in my mind now, so I pushed him back into my mind. This girl was provoking me. Maybe he likes to play hard. I removed the sheet over him. I could clearly see the form of that sleeping beauty in my sharp eyes, which now had a veil of lust. I could not see the face due to light work, but I found it to be more beautiful than before. No makeup, innocence full of innocence was tempting me. I went close to him and smelled his scent. "Wonderful