Godess Of Lust Novels & Stories

She stared up at me, her lips swollen from my attentions and her eyes shining in a way that made my heart squeeze. I love you. Three words, uttered countless times by countless people over the centuries. Yet coming from her, they had the power to bring me to my knees. I kissed her again, leisurely mapping a path from her mouth to her neck and shoulders. I took a prolonged detour to her breasts, where I grazed my teeth gently across her hard nipples. A shudder rolled through her body, and her moans became pleas as I licked and sucked and teased until she was begging me to fuck her.

Ethan's POV I sensed the longing in her gaze, pleading for more but I refused to yield so easily. I craved to hear her voice, to feel her surrender completely. Chelsea's cries of pleasure echoed in my ears, igniting a primal desire within me unlike my girlfriend who is never satisfied but sweet. I pushed myself into her, slow and deliberate, ensuring every inch penetrated her deeply, reaching depths that ignited a fire within her. She dug her nails into my back, gasping as I filled her completely, our bodies merging in a primal dance of passion and desire.

Shit, somebody has to have some tonight, or our wolves are going to do some damage to the vegetation around here. "Harder," she demands. Moon Goddess. I see she just wants me to demolish her pussy, but I'm up for the task. My body is on fire, and it feels like the only way to put out the flame is to fuck her senseless until we're seeing stars together, and I have to carry her back to the house. With one hand around her neck and the other massaging her right breast, I pin her ass against my groin and plow into her like there's no tomorrow. Sweeping my tongue across the sweet spot of her neck, she moans even louder.

A long time ago, before the packs dominated the land and before the first war split the clans, it was said the Moon herself descended to the world not as a moon in the sky, but as a woman. She walked amongst men and wolves, in flesh and blood, her beauty so true, so wild and real, that people could not gaze upon her without a shiver going through their very soul. It wasn’t just her face it was the way she moved, that sweet voice of hers and that pain in her eyes. She was not meant to be in this world and yet she wanted to be in this world.

"You were together. Intimate. I felt it. Through my abilities." Trina went pale. "Hope, sweetheart..." "The Architects felt it too. They're watching everything. They say desire without commitment shows human weakness. That lust without love proves we're base creatures." "It wasn't just lust," Nickey said. "Then what was it? Love? Because the Architects want to know. They're asking me directly. Is what you have love or obsession? Connection or addiction? Your answer affects their judgment." Nickey and Trina looked at each other. The question neither wanted to face.

But before he could do that again I have pulled away from his body into another body. "What the fuck are you doing? Did you even see how numb she went? You fucking jackass" I gulp feel my neck and face heat up like boiling water. "She didn't push me away. So maybe you can fuck off?" "Hey stop-" My voice was muffled by Kaden's loud one, "Yes but she is shaken up. She is not like other girls, She's never even been near a guy" Alex clenched his jaw not letting go of my wrist.

I said, eyes fixed on the towering columns, “Hathor. She’s the goddess of love, beauty, music… pleasure.” A dry laugh escaped me. “Fitting, isn’t it?” I added with just a hint of sarcasm. “The goddess of love—and here we are. Two experts in the art of bickering.” I tilted my head, studying the carvings with a bitter sort of fascination. Then he looked at me. “So, Valentina… Do you mind showing mercy to me? Just this once?” he said with that icy-cool charm that always managed to melt past my defenses. ”I don’t want to spend my day arguing with you…”

I imagine an emotion and force it out and watch as the room transforms itself to fit. “The Goddess will have dinner with you today, are you willing?’ “No,” I say my mood darkening at the mention of her name and the room morpheme to fit it. “Natalie…” “No, Venta. I am not in the mood to see her.” Meeting the Moon Goddess in person was a trip. She was stunning. Glowing really. And wonderful. She had introduced me to the other deities, who had all welcomed me with open arms. Training was going well.

she said, "The girls in this place aren't nearly as unexciting as you've experienced so far. I know what you fantasised it would be like in college, and I know how much of a letdown it seems. But really... really, you haven't met any of the interesting girls in Santa May so far. Not the ones who are living their young lives with true spirit, true passion. Not the ones who understand how to worship me." "Worship you?" "Oh, not the way you're thinking," Venus laughed. "I don't mean temples and rituals and all that fuss -- that's long in the past now. But Simon, I am a goddess of lust and pleasure. All you need to do to worship me is live out your most ecstatic sensual desires. Wherever humans

Something jealous flashed in his eyes. He caught my chin in one hand and forced my head up. “Who were you talking to?” Before I could answer, he wrenched the message stone from me, and the moment his own divine power registered in it, a small, possessive smile touched his lips. “Sweetheart, I see. You’re jealous.” He looked at the burns on my body, and something softened in his eyes that wanted to be tenderness. “Seraphina is the Goddess of Flame. A mortal cannot defy her. You understand?”