Gluttonous Sentence Novels & Stories

She held her breath and carefully inquired as if to be sure that Augustus was indeed hungry and not having stomach pain. Augustus’ brows knitted, and he carefully nodded his head in response. He rubbed his stomach, and he stared at Gillian in grievance. “Hungry. Want noodles.” Augustus lowered his head and clarified pitifully upon recalling Gillian telling him that if he didn’t make himself clear, she'd never understand him. Gillian fell on her buttocks and exhaled in relief, her chest heaving up and down. It turns out that Augustus was only hungry.

His dark green eyes glittered in amusement as he tilted his head, his smirk sharp and knowing. > "Tired already?" I gritted my teeth. "Go to hell." > "I've been there, darling. It's overrated." A deep, hungry growl rumbled behind us. Glutton. He stepped into view, his hulking frame blocking the moonlight, his mouth curled into something that wasn't quite a smile. > "I wonder what you taste like," he rumbled, his voice thick, guttural, hungry. I shuddered.

He teased, "If it's just acceptable, explain why you ate two huge servings yesterday." He made fish stew yesterday, and Belle was particularly fond of it. She hadn't eaten much in the previous two days, so in her elation, she ate more than her usual amount. Because of this, Grayson even gave her a nickname. He called her "Little Glutton" for a whole day. Belle glared at him. "If you eat nothing for two days, you'll eat up a whole elephant. I ate more, not because your cooking was good but because I was starving."

It was their go to. *** . As she shows an appetite. " Holy cow! Stop! " " Stop! " Chloe exclaimed that seeing her eating to much makes her feel nauseous and sick in the stomach to the point that she can't handle it to much cause too much food. And she just emptied the first and second and thirds her self. " itch okay " Cath replied with her mouth full and swallowed the remaining portion in her mouth. Chloe turned green As she was ready to hurl her showed signs that it was about to come out like a puffer fish minus the sharp spikes " Got to go"

Now, my stomach growls with discontent, protesting the skipped meals since dawn. As I savor the exquisite flavors, my eyes widen with delight. "Mmm, this is absolutely divine," I murmur, relishing the tender texture and rich flavors. My hunger, fueled by a chaotic morning is finally satiated. The tension in my shoulders eases, replaced by warmth and contentment, as I indulge in the lavish spread before me. "Humiliating." "True." "Like a starving person." "She's devouring it." Strangers nearby whisper, their disdainful glances piercing. They likely find Byun Baekhoon’s wife, me, unrefined, relishing food like a desperate vagrant. Hunger gnaws at me, but I'm no beggar.

“Eat your food, Katherina. Don’t worry your head about it. Aaron and I have a score to settle.” “But I’d like to know what this score is.” “It doesn’t concern you, Katherina.” Then he pointed to my half eaten bread. “Are you done with that?” “Yes, you can have it if you want.” He took the bread. “And the cheese?” “You can have them both.” “Thanks.” He devoured the bread and cheese. Watching him, one might think he had been starved. So Lucas was not the only glutton in the family. “I don’t know why mom heaped so much on my tray, she knows I can only eat so much.”

The maid returns swiftly with a grand spread—roast lamb, bread still steaming, fruits glistening under candlelight. Achilles doesn’t hesitate this time. He practically devours the meal, barely pausing to breathe. His hands move fast, stuffing his mouth with reckless abandon. There’s no grace, no pretense—just pure, desperate hunger. I lean back, watching with mild amusement. “You eat like a man who has never seen a proper meal,” I observe dryly. He swallows thickly. “Haven’t.” I tilt my head. “Haven’t?” His jaw tenses, but then he sighs. “Not in fourteen years.”

'Greedy little slut. I arched into his touch, biting my lip to stifle a moan. 'Can't help it. You two ruined me for anything else.' It was true—my body hummed with need, craving the stretch of their cocks even as my muscles protested. But we couldn't linger; Mum was due back from her spa retreat that afternoon, and the last thing we needed was her walking in on this.

Ashlyn mocked with her red nail polished palm on Leone's wrist. "No, the people that always look for opportunities to mock others about food are called stupid. They complain about wasting food at the slightest opportunity because they hope that the food would be theirs. They only want the good things of life but not without putting others down. Now, I'm not sure whether to call it stupidity, gluttony or just plain old gold digging." Gabby spat, threw her napkin in Ashlyn's face and walked away earning giggles from the maids and a fuming look from Ashlyn. "If I don't get her out of this house soon, then my name is not Ashlyn." Ashlyn swore inwardly as she got up from the table and walked to h

Shaking her head, Xavia replied, “It’s fine, I’m already full. I can still watch you eat, though!” “…Has being full ever stopped you from eating?” asked Zivon. Realizing that he was talking about how she was still able to finish that steak after their meal the other day, Xavia averted her gaze and muttered, “…Are you calling me a glutton…?” “Not at all… I just don’t want you to go hungry.” “As if!” pouted Xavia, prompting Zivon to smirk. Kissing the adorable woman on the forehead, Zivon replied, “Having a big appetite isn’t necessarily a bad thing… After all, I like my women plump.”