Gairah Sex Novels & Stories

The air was thick with unspoken tension, the kind that twisted desire into something sharper, more dangerous. Cheng’s eyes locked onto Lian’s, dark and unyielding. Without another word he climbed the bed pulled lian to the edge of the bed making him to sit up right, he dropped to his knees on the ground, his hands gripping Lian’s hips firmly, thumbs digging into the fabric of his pants. Lian’s cock twitched in anticipation, already straining against the confines. Cheng’s fingers worked quickly, unzipping and tugging down Lian’s pants and underwear in one swift motion, freeing his hardening length to the cool air.

“You’re so wet for me, Sweetheart!” A whimper sounded behind. It wasn’t a pained one. No, this was filled with raw passion and need so thick, it was practically visible. Turning towards Gaia slowly, I saw how her fingers had dipped between her own sex and she was stroking herself. And what’s even more impossible, it seemed to be helping her. That wasn’t usual for a female wolf in heat… If they could just find their own release, then they wouldn’t need a mate and they would be in pain. But for some reason, Gaia was getting relief just by watching us. As if she could feel it on her own sex when I was finger fucking Ashley.

Celeste shook her head. “Sex is meant to encourage heat. You will soon feel the warmth precipitate your skin.” His hands planted beside her head as his hips pressed into hers. It wasn’t until he released her nipple from between his teeth that she felt his chiseled chest press into hers. He was taking her to places she never thought existed on earth. Could sex be so exciting? She was experiencing it for the first time. Celeste’s lips trembled with weakness as her mind swirled with passion.

My arousal drowned their senses and they both groaned, a vibration crashed through my being rendering me helpless and by the gods so fucking needy for more. (“You make us so hot, baby, you make us twitch; our body is guilty as charged.”) Altair groaned fiercely, provoking a tingle that spread across my skin from the inside out. The intensity of his voice wrapped around me, igniting every nerve ending and amplifying the burning desire within. I could feel the heat radiating from every part of my being, a delicious mix of pleasure and anticipation that left me breathless.

“I made sure you were comfortable. I gave you everything you needed! The money, the food, the sex! I know for a fact you can't deny how goooood the sex was Emily. You loved every bit of it” “I worshipped your body like it was gold. The sight of your thighs alone made me thirst for you. I loved you!” “Did you!? Is this what being loved feels like?” Her voice was so shaky from the tears she was struggling with but I had to interject. “I do all this for you Emily and what do I get in return? A snooping wife!” At this point, I drew every response I gave from the piled-up rage I held in me. Yet, surprisingly the sight of her weakness made me want her back again.

I wasn't feeling pain instead I was feeling pleasure which is causing me to be moaning out his name "Who did you belong to," he asked me as he hit my g-spot "You" pushing my hair away from my face "I belong to you Jasper" shattering around him I find my release He was laughing so hard that I thought I did something wrong until I see why he was laughing, I have said out now, he did it on purpose, hitting his chest, I stopped when he hit me harder and him growling more deeply, it means he is also getting close. "Yes, take all of me," he said filling me up with his seed.

His eyes flare wildly and erupt into searing flames to what he discovers. "Goddess." He groans throatily with an urgent lust to my slick wetness his cock awakening from slumber right in front of my eyes. I instantly grip his hand hastening forward towards the heat of our cabin our steps are hurried and unsteady as we aim to hide the scents of our desire from the pack. My male's breathing harshens and so does mine anticipation of a lewd rough fucking enveloping us in a misty haze.

I loved it. His teeth practically sink into my skin. It hurt too good. "Are you waiting for hell to freeze over? Give it to me!" I commanded. "Fucking impatient," Tristian grumbled roughly removing the rest of our clothes. I felt overwhelming satisfaction when he's in me. "This what you want huh?" He grunted. I think sex might feel even better when you're absolutely pissed off. It's like anger is an aphrodisiac. "Fuck!" I gasped as Tristian thrusted into me hard.

We exchanged heated gazes. He stilled his eyes on me as I felt the subtlest rise of his breathing. The sexual tension between us sent the room stifling hot. His gaze was blue fire in my skin, and his touch was the fuel that made me burn more. He held my arm. There was an attempt to lean in closer but he did not oblige further.

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