Romans & histoires Flaming Hot Desire

“Aggh! What is this burning sensation? I am feeling so hot.” I dragged my heavy body towards the bed while unzipping my dress with trembling fingers. Fire spread all over my body and a spurt of hungry desire spiralled through me. My heart was hammering as I was craving for something sinful, something forbidden while tossing and turning on that king-sized bed. Suddenly, a familiar and manly scent hit my nostrils with a familiar shiver of awareness. I somehow managed to open my eyes and found a pair of emerald green eyes, strong and unwavering, staring at me. He had an achingly tender expression. His presence was magnetic and intoxicating. I swallowed hard, trying not to lose myself in his pre

The pressure built fast—heat coiling low in his belly, every nerve on fire. “Close— I’m so close—” “Come for me,” Noah growled, pounding harder, one hand braced beside Ethan’s head, the other gripping his hip. “Let me feel it.” Ethan came with a broken cry, spilling hot over his own fist and between their stomachs. His body clenched around Noah, pulling him over the edge seconds later. Noah buried himself deep and came with a guttural moan, pulsing inside Ethan, filling him.

“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?”

Phoebe Flames lick at my skin, slowly growing hotter and hotter. My body feels tense with an unquenchable need, a pulsating desire aching in my core. My mind is hazy with lust as the scent of mangoes wraps around me, and I know deep down that I am royally fucked. It seems this heat is worse than I expected, the need growing inside me becoming overwhelmingly disorienting, and I cling to the warm body beneath me that is keeping the flames from consuming me whole.

Isabella sank down onto his thick, bare cock with a broken moan, the stretch delicious and filthy. She rode him hard, hips rolling, breasts bouncing free from the low neckline. Damien gripped her ass, guiding her faster, the wet slap of skin loud in the enclosed space. “That’s it… milk your husband’s cock like the greedy little slut you are,” he growled, teeth grazing her nipple. “Come for me before we arrive.” She shattered twice before the limo slowed, clenching around him as he pumped her full of hot cum. He didn’t let her clean up.

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...

My entire body is on fire, and the sensation of desire is flooding my thong. I panted, he releases my back and claps the back of my head, crashing my mouth into his before I could take another breath. Damon lowered my hips, and my heated core planted directly into the bulging tent of his pants. I squirm, my ass burning, but wanting more, I start to roll my hips and rub myself into his erection. I don’t want this to be over. No. I’m too inebriated with pain and pleasure for me to stop. My desire for him is the only thing driving me now.

Of Elyra, faceless and smug in her forgotten cabin, weaving threads that strangled entire bloodlines. Heat blossomed in my chest. The flame flared higher, stretching toward the ceiling. It shuddered. Dipped. Then, it returned to its previous height. Better. Not controlled. Not stable. But something. I exhaled slowly. Desire, then. The thought made my face burn even though I was alone. Still, I let my mind go there. Lucian’s mouth on mine, desperate and rough. His hands on my hips, dragging me closer. The feel of his arousal hard against my thigh.

I rip off her panties and fling them aside, the fabric flying across the room. Desiree's eyes lock onto mine, her pupils dilated with desire as she quickly works the zipper of my pants. I kiss her again, this time with more urgency, our tongues tangling together as we struggle to get closer. Her hands slide into my boxers, wrapping around my throbbing dick. Fuck! She's going to end me right here and now. Her touch is like fire, burning through every nerve ending in my body, leaving me breathless and desperate for more.

I managed to suck in a gasp of air before he drove into me again, and again, and again, harder and faster each time, until the brutal rhythm matched the painful pounding of my heart. The knot of need in my stomach coiled tighter. I was so flushed, I was sure water would steam if it touched my skin, and despite the rawness of my throat, I couldn’t stop one hand from drifting between my legs. "Harder," Eddie growled, watching me with hooded eyes. I was so desperate for more friction I didn’t think. I simply did as he asked, and my fingers spread beneath my clit. I spread my legs wider, the beautiful pressure and rub of my fingers against silk and tender, sensitive flesh making me ache all over