Flaming Hot Desire Novels & Stories

My heart screamed, my pulse roared, and my mind was spinning in a dizzying mix of desire and fear. “Jade,” he murmured, low, throaty, possessive, “I’ve wanted you from the moment I saw you. I’ve wanted you like this, like you’re about to combust under my touch. And I’m not leaving until you give in… until I know you feel the same fire.” My glasses slid down my nose again, and I pushed them up automatically, though I barely registered it. His hands brushed against mine, lingering, sending shivers up my spine. He was every dangerous fantasy I’d ever imagined. Every late-night craving. Every forbidden thought.

"Take me right here, right now." His hands gripped my hips, pulling me against him. I could feel his erection pressing against my stomach, and I knew he wanted me as badly as I wanted him. I shifted my weight, grinding against him, and I heard his sharp intake of breath. "Emma," he growled, his voice a warning. "You're playing with fire." I smiled, a slow and seductive curve of my lips. "Then burn me, Damien," I said, my voice a breathy whisper. "Burn me until I'm nothing but ashes in your arms."

Heat simmers behind her eyes, a wildfire of desire barely held at bay. I want to give in. Oh God, I fucking want her. I can feel my resolve crumbling with each passing second as the flames of her desire lick over me. But I can’t. I can’t. “You dream about me,” I breathe. I’m unable to look away from the goddess that burns before me. Biting her lip, she nods. “Tell me what you dream about.”

he murmured, not standing from the bed but not looking away either, “If you keep looking at me like that, I won’t stop pretending that this is nothing.” She did not look away. She did not move nor breathe. And in that moment—a burning, fragile moment—their desire stood naked between them, undeniable and dangerously close to breaking. Not touching. But wanting. God, wanting. And wanting, she realized, was far more powerful than she had ever expected.

Hard. I screamed, but it wasn't from pain. It was the release of every tension I’d carried for years. Azrael didn't stop. He moved like a man starved, his hands exploring every inch of me with a brutal honesty that no human man had ever dared. The sting of his teeth on my neck was the spark that set the whole room on fire. I didn't want gentle. I didn't want a "lover." I wanted exactly what Azrael was: a force of nature that didn't give a damn about my comfort. My breath came in ragged, shallow hitches as he ground his hips into mine. The sheer weight of him was crushing, pinning me into the hardwood floor, and I loved it. I arched my back, trying to get closer to the heat radiating off his

He nailed her g-spot with precision, making Isabelle gyrate her hips wantonly. "You're gonna make me cum." Christian panted. Isabelle buried her hot, flushed face in Christian's sweaty neck. Her knees felt weak, and her pussy felt sore, but something had begun to build up. "Gosh, I love this." Isabelle shivered, holding tightly onto Christian. She could feel the fire crackling between them. Christian could feel both of them floating in their scorching desires. The sound of their skin slapping against skin, their loud, harsh breaths, and the shivers spiraling up their backs clouded the room.

“No.” A chill ran down her spine, but it wasn’t fear she felt—it was something far more dangerous. Excitement. Lust. Madness. She should have run. But instead, she grabbed his face and kissed him. --- Steamy Chaos Dante growled against her lips, shoving her back onto the bed. His weight pressed down on her, his heat searing into her skin. “Is this what you want?” he rasped, dragging his teeth along her throat. “To be ruined?”

While I opened my eyes the next moment to meet his deep intense gaze which was already focusing on my face. I don't know how to describe all these feelings which I'm getting right now but everything makes me burn with desire. I just want him to be alpha and make me his meet. I wanted him to touch me until I moaned out his name. I want to feel him make him closer until there is no gap between us. Deep inside, I know! I know it's wrong! But if my body cares about it right now? I don't think so. My body is completely burning with ambition that no boundaries could stop her from drowning.

She poured all her hidden heat, desire, and pent up frustration into his mouth, tasting him hungrily. That single, desperate touch made Julian completely lose all his remaining senses. His brain went entirely blank. Every ounce of his strict restraint shattered into dust, and his body immediately turned rock hard with an unquenchable, roaring desire. He let out a deep growl against her mouth, his hands locking onto her hips to pull her into the flames with him.

Her walls were scorching hot, silky, and so tight they fluttered and clenched around my fingers like she never wanted to let go. “God, you’re soaked for me,” I murmured, voice husky against her pussy. I curled my fingers slowly, stroking that sensitive spot inside while my tongue drew lazy, torturous circles around her clit. “So warm… so fucking wet. I can feel you dripping down my hand.”