Dream Of Gluttony Novels & Stories

Nothing below the belts. Her mind couldn't help but drift into a world where she imagined herself eating the unforbidden fruits. Her choice of virtue wasn't inspired by religion or etiquette. It was simply a principle of control she chose to hold onto. Killian's eyes fluttered open at that moment. His gaze connected with Penelope's He stared disbelievingly. The woman that haunted his dreams was right before him in her sleep wear, looking inviting with her parted plump lips and a tease of her cleavage.

nothing" Matteo grabbed another sleepwear and changed into him. We went down for dinner. Everyone was present at the dining room. I sat beside Matteo. Claudia said the prayers and we started eating. While eating, father-in-law told Matteo about a party coming up the weekend and requested him to go. Matteo accepted and quickly requested to join him. Matteo quickly refused and asked me not to come with him as he can't introduce me to his friends as his wife, he isn't proud to have me as his wife. I continued pleading and this annoyed him the more. Matteo got up and abandoned the dinner and went back to the room. I grabbed our plates and followed him. I apologized for irritating him and still r

I reply, shutting the door, laughing as I hear Miles shout that he gets to be the big spoon. My oversized bed feels lonely when I toss my blankets back and get into it by myself, but I don’t have time to regret my decision as sleep quickly takes hold of me. My dreams seem to agree with my traitorous body as I find myself in lustful situations with each of my mates. I have a hunger that can’t be satisfied, even after I take my men over and over again. I fuck each of them one by one, cumming multiple times under the expert cu skills, before milking their cocks, but no matter how many orgasms I have, I want more. I take them all at once, filling myself to the rim with cocks, and still I want mo

“I close my eyes and fight the wave of bloodlust threatening to ruin this connection. “I’m…hungry.” “We just ate not too long” he trails off with a confused look on his face... “Not for food but something else”I trail off as my mind goes deeper eliciting and displaying the most dirty and naughty thoughts... “Am definitely not normal am I? “I just almost died and yet the only thing on my mind right now is how I can climb the sexy Greek God... “Look at me and tell me what you want”He whispers... “Blinking a few times to bring him into focus, I fight my hunger knowing I won't be able to control myself...

Giovanni's eyes gleamed with anticipation as he dipped his spoon into the creamy scoop of ice cream. Instead of bringing it to his mouth, he turned his attention to Isabella and asked, his voice laced with desire, "Do you want a bite?" A surge of pleasure coursed through Isabella's body, intensifying the already present tingling sensation between her legs. She had felt it all day, an undeniable connection whenever Giovanni and she were together. The air seemed to crackle with electric energy, and her sex responded by growing wet with arousal. It was clear from the hunger etched on Giovanni's face that he desired more than just ice cream. This was a forbidden fantasy she had secretly indulged

The three dots appeared again almost instantly. Archie: Only if you promise not to dream about me. Me: In your dreams, Archie. Goodnight. Archie: Goodnight, Elena. Don’t think about me too much. I locked my phone, shoving it under my pillow, and stared up at the ceiling. My mind was a chaotic mess of fear, frustration, and a strange, unbidden excitement that I couldn’t seem to shake. Despite my exhaustion, it took hours for the adrenaline to fade before I finally fell into a deep sleep.

Terrified, the nobles stumbled backward and quickly scattered. When the song ended, I was gasping for air. I felt like I was drowning in his dangerous, masculine scent. "I'm going to get some food." I babbled an excuse and bolted. Hiding in the farthest corner of the buffet, I grabbed a candied pastry and took a bite, my mind a mess. I was totally losing it. If the man in my dream was Valerius, why did he act like nothing happened today? Why did every single thing Cassian did, every word he said, feel exactly like the guy in my dreams?

"That blind, heartless fool! Seven years ago, you threw yourself into that inferno to save his sorry life, burning your arm so badly you gave up your dream of being a pianist. You sacrificed your future, and for what? So, he could fawn over Harriet, treating her like his savior?" Her voice grew sharper, slicing through my haze. "And he tricked you into getting pregnant, making you believe it was love, when all he wanted was a child to claim his inheritance and marry her. Ugh, it infuriates me! He'd better never learn the truth, or regret will consume him!" She paused, her tone softening with pity. "I've taken care of your discharge and booked your flight out of this nightmare. The Pattons ar

Ten tables away from Serena’s table sat James and his friends also eating there lunch at the same time indulged in a conversation “ would you stop staring it’s becoming obvious “ Golden affirmed which led to Adiguin rolling his eyes at James foolish behavior but it still didn’t do anything to stop James from staring “ If it’s so obvious why hasn’t she glanced over and why do she keep looking at that idiot with stars in her eyes“ Hearing this Golden mentally face palmed himself at how childish his friend maybe his attitude of always getting what he wants was getting in his head “He’s a lost case” Golden mumbled to himself but Kelvin was close enough to hear him

She clung to the sliver of hope he offered, desperate to believe that her dreams could become reality. Donovan continued his manipulation, painting an alluring picture of their future together. He urged her to take action, to set the stage for a grand deception that would ultimately lead to her triumph. With a sinister glimmer in his eyes, he proposed a plan that would entangle Dante in a web of fabricated desire.