Hacer El Amor Salvaje Novels & Stories

A savage growl tore from Winter’s throat. His fingers tangled in her silver hair, yanking her head back sharply, breaking the kiss. Her neck arched, throat bared to him, as he loomed over her, eyes blazing with frustration and dark promise. The chamber thickened with the scent of desire and defiance, raw need and the dangerous game she had begun. Scarlett’s breath ragged, her body trembling yet unyielding beneath the Lycan’s grip, his control fraying at the edges.

Raven wrapped her legs around his waist, urging him deeper, harder. The room filled with the sounds of their lovemaking, the slap of skin against skin, their ragged breaths, and the occasional moan or gasp. Jax's pace quickened, his thrusts becoming more urgent, more demanding. Raven met him stroke for stroke, her body coiled tight with anticipation.

Whistles, chirps, and invitations to dance flocked to her every step, but not many of them could really conquer the proud queen's heart, because she didn't really like what she was doing right now. "Hi sweetie, have a night with me? Spending such a long night in my bed, hmm?” “Hi handsome, nice to meet you tonight. But ... I can't do it with you." The woman replied arrogantly in her spoiled accent. The man in the black jacket looked disappointed, but he didn't just give up. He will still seduce her so that he will warm the bed tonight. "Come on, just one night. I will not tie you up or force you to be my lover. Just being my woman tonight, what do you think?"

He loved to hear this sweet moan so much that his phase turned wild with every passing second he pushed her to the wall side and held her hand above her with one hand while his freed hand wrapped around her slim waist only to make her private part closer to his manhood and rubbed it above clothes. "Uhh…mmm…" Eva's completely lost in his touch while her moans get bolder with his action. She didn't want to stop herself from moaning this time and let go of her shame to kiss him back with the same wild desire. Let him do whatever he wants and enjoy it completely with a free mind. He kisses her like a wild hungry wolf, who didn't taste something this unique. Her lips affected him to attack it and

hunger, need so raw it sends wild shivers racing down my spine. We're still standing in the rain. "I've never craved a woman this way..." His voice drops to something low and rough that goes straight through me. His thumb traces my jaw slowly. "Laia... I want you in the most unhealthy way." His forehead drops to mine, grey eyes holding me completely still. "I want to explore every inch of your body... make you come until you forget your own name... and then I want to hear your screams." His grip tightens just slightly. "Feel that sweet pussy pulsing around my cock when I sink my teeth into your neck."

"Darling, that's impossible. I've been with Salvatore for ten years, and I can tell you with absolute certainty that no one has managed that. Not me, not any of the other girls, not the most beautiful women in New York. His condition is permanent." "But surely there must be ways..." "There are ways to please him," she interrupted. "But they don't involve what you're thinking. The most important thing you need to understand about Salvatore is that he derives satisfaction from watching others experience intensity. The more you focus on yourself, on your own sensations and reactions, the more engaged he becomes." She leaned forward, her expression growing more instructive. "Self-stimulation, se

Leah whimpered, as I briefly paused and brought her legs from beside her head to wrap around my waist. “Yes, princess?” I asked, slowly feeding my cock into her wet warmth. “P-Please fuck me without holding back.” She gritted out. With the manner of intense lascivious hunger pulsing in my veins, I didn't need to be told that at all. “Yes, milady,” I replied regardless, before leaning in to fasten my lips against hers. This wasn't just sex anymore but savage lovemaking marked my carnal ferocity. Our bodies had become slaves to biological need as raw need met with pure desire.

We both moan, low and primal, as he fills me completely, our bodies locking like puzzle pieces forged in the Wilds' fire. He holds there, trembling, letting me adjust to the fullness, and the exquisite pressure coiling tighter in my core. His magic unfurls then, golden threads weaving into my green, and I feel it, the bond stirring, alive and electric. He begins to move with slow rocks of his hips, pulling out just enough to tease before sliding back in, deeper each time. It's lovemaking at its purest: tender thrusts that build like a gathering storm, and his mouth on mine, swallowing my gasps.

"You are so beautiful today. I want you." "Right now? Right here?" "You don't like it?" "Well, ... NO! Ah!" Why else would they be a couple? This Dr. Ryan, who seemed so slim and elegant, was now like a different person, so wild and debauched. He pinned her to a small tree. He fucked her hard. And he didn't forget to cover her mouth. "Don't scream, they'll hear you!" Brittany, the wild horse of a woman, turned into an obedient lamb at that moment. And her big bad wolf was pumping her hard. The excitement and thrill of this wilderness brought her to a quick orgasm.

“Win-” “Ah...hah just one date and We can pretend that it never happen if you think that you won't be able to like me. I know we had lots of sex and acting clingy is never part of it but...I just love you” My speech ended with a lone tear eascaping my eyes because let's be honest, I’m so scare of getting rejected after pouring my heart out.