God Of Desire Novels & Stories

Linda kept me all night, blabbering about Iñigo this and Iñigo that. "There this brightest blue like cool watery ocean blue, and he has green and silver fleck around his orbs. It's just so ugh so sexy — And his hair... His hair, looks so soft and is the color of chocolate... His jawline is so perfect his cheek bones are flawless!" Janeth groaned. My eyes widened at her as she closed her eyes, biting her lips. "Okay Janeth, how about we change the subject, yeah?" "I just can't wait for the ice ball, Sam. I have this sexiest dress that I can't wait for him to see. You do know we have to wear a mask right?" she said, her hazel eyes still wide.

"We can't seem to meet his freaking expectations." We had gone through our work meticulously, double-checking every detail, and it was flawless. Everything was fine, but it still wasn't enough to satisfy Isaac. "If he weren't so handsome, I would have dropped this project already," Danna continued with a hint of playfulness in her voice. I couldn't help but burst into laughter. Danna always had an eye for good-looking men. Even in the short time we've spent together, it was easy to see her preferences because she openly talked about them. Handsome and visually appealing. Has a muscular physique. Intelligent. Rich.

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 is a pure, conservative God who just laid his intentions bare, and he is staring at me like he is agonizing over why I pulled away. He wants me to ask to touch him again. It is written in the heavy, ragged sigh that escapes his lips. God, I really want to squeeze those pecs one more time. But I hold back. I swallow my lust. To completely own a God, you have to play the long game. I flash him one last, innocent smile and give a little wave. "See you tonight." He finally, reluctantly, turns and walks away. The exact second his broad back disappears around the corner, the frail sick-girl act drops completely. I turn on my heel and sprint for the eastern perimeter wall.

he asked. "N-No... I just sensed you were extraordinary." I took a few more steps back until my spine pressed against a tree. He trapped me with his arms. From head to toe, I took in his form, clothed only in a sheer lace wrapped around his waist. "Because I am," he murmured, nuzzling my neck. My breath hitched, pulled in by his presence. "What do you mean?" I asked, meeting his gaze. "I am the God of Lust. I can feel the vigor in your body. You have the potential to be a vessel of my power."

The only person whose confidence wouldn’t be rocked by that would have to be a narcissist or an online influencer, and I’m very certain there is overlap between the two. Ezillus steps forward, reaching across the counter and taking my hands in theirs. “There is no competition and there never will be. Yes, he loved Apaki, but you are his animai. There is no bond greater than that and if she were to return from the dead tomorrow, I promise the only feelings Jartre would have are rage and trauma.” “Trauma?” I question as my brows furrow. They let out a sigh. “Jartre was truly in love with Apaki,” they say as they stand up straight, leaning their hands on the counter. “But Apaki only loved that

“That’s the one thing I can’t seem to write.” “Why not?” he asked. “Because I don’t know how to describe it without sounding fake.” He studied me for a moment. “Maybe that’s because you think desire is only about the physical. But it isn’t.” I met his gaze, waiting. He continued, “Desire can be wanting to understand someone completely. It can be curiosity, admiration, or even silence between two people who can’t stop thinking about each other. It’s not always about touch.” His voice was low, steady, almost thoughtful enough to make the room feel smaller.

I had seen enough chaos and sufferings on this planet caused by the lust of human flesh. I would not favor anyone on this planet. As long as I stay here, for me all were equal and I wouldn't hesitate to punish them for their sins. Besides, I had no idea about a female. All I knew was hellfire, punishments, my little pet, Cerberus. I could not be attracted by humans and I had no idea about dating or falling in love. I am a god, it was not possible for me but I was extremely shocked when my body reacted to his touch and all hell broke loose when his lips touched mine. His lips were soft and fluffy against mine, like a marshmallow so smooth that I almost melted under him.

To allow my transcendent destiny among legends to remain forever toxified by a poisonous infatuation for my sworn enemy. Which is when blinding clarity finally descends like a lead weight to my skull, nearly staggering me in its abrupt finality. This has gone altogether too far into the abyss. If there is any hope of extracting my pristine soul from the maw of this madness, I must needs confront the matter head on. The source of this disease must be cut fully from my boundless potential, by any means required. Even if that prescribed remedy defies every principal of decency and honor I've sworn my noble sport upon. Luca was correct - much as it galls me to admit.

This presence feels warm and liquid and multifaceted, like being wrapped in silk that’s somehow alive. Sable. The voice purrs my name. What a delicious name for what I suspect is an equally delicious person. I am Lysander, God of Pleasure, and you are going to be absolutely magnificent. “Let me guess what you want. Variety?” I want EVERYTHING, darling. Every position your flexible mortal body can achieve. Every combination of partners you can imagine. Every creative act of pleasure that’s ever been conceived and several that haven’t been invented yet. The presence winds around me like warm hands. I want you to make love to one partner with aching tenderness one night and fuck three partners