Hair-raising Desires Novel นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“That was close. You sounded so innocent. No one would guess his best man just had his hand up your dress.” Ryan ran a hand through his hair, looking torn between guilt and desire. “This is dangerous, Nova. Really dangerous. But fuck… I can’t pretend I don’t want more.” He stepped close again and cupped her face. “Tell me honestly. Do you want us to keep going? Or should we stop before it gets out of control?” Nova looked into his eyes. Her stepbrother. The one who had seen her at her worst and best. “I should stop,” she whispered. “But I don’t want to. Not yet. Make me feel alive, Ryan. Both of you.”

“Alex… wake up, baby. Mommy can’t wait anymore.” Elena’s husky whisper pulled him from sleep. The room was dark except for the faint glow of the bedside lamp. She stood beside his bed completely naked, heavy DD tits rising and falling with quick breaths, thick nipples already stiff. Her shaved pussy glistened with fresh wetness that trailed down her inner thigh. Alex sat up, cock instantly hard. “Elena… what—” “Shhh.” She climbed onto the bed and straddled his waist, her dripping slit pressing hot against his bare cock. “No more teasing. No more games. Tonight Mommy’s taking what she needs.”

“But something about you makes me want to break my own rules.” My pulse thundered in my ears. I could smell the whiskey on his breath, feel the heat radiating from his body. Part of me wanted to bolt. The other, darker part wanted him to ruin me right there on his expensive desk. “What do you want from me, señor?” I whispered, my voice barely audible. His eyes darkened. A slow, dangerous smile curved his lips. “That’s a very dangerous question, little nanny.” He released my chin and stepped back, as if physically restraining himself.

END OF FLASHBACK Mrs Young, with the great eagle she had never gave up easily. The thought of Taylor disobeying her wishes made her even more furious. She gave out a heavily sigh, and walked into her two sons company, lost in her thoughts thinking of ways not to lose such influential business partners, It was almost like gambling with her life when ever she meant business.

My heart screamed, my pulse roared, and my mind was spinning in a dizzying mix of desire and fear. “Jade,” he murmured, low, throaty, possessive, “I’ve wanted you from the moment I saw you. I’ve wanted you like this, like you’re about to combust under my touch. And I’m not leaving until you give in… until I know you feel the same fire.” My glasses slid down my nose again, and I pushed them up automatically, though I barely registered it. His hands brushed against mine, lingering, sending shivers up my spine. He was every dangerous fantasy I’d ever imagined. Every late-night craving. Every forbidden thought.

She was just a reader—hungry for escape. She paused when her eyes landed on a cover that practically glowed under the soft overhead light. A werewolf love novel. The title was in cursive silver: Moonbound Desire. The cover featured a fierce, shirtless alpha holding a trembling woman in his arms, both cloaked by moonlight and mystery. It was utterly ridiculous—and exactly what she needed. Ryleigh pulled it from the shelf and smiled to herself. She checked it out at the front desk with Miss Ada, who glanced at the cover and gave her a knowing look but didn’t say a word.

And my whole interior turned into restlessness, making me as dark as every ripple that crawled below my skin. No one cared about keeping discretion in a place like that. Hiding my desires was never my strength, and there, at least as long as I remained inside that place, I could expose every immorality that stacked my interior. I just needed to talk. I inhaled deeply, and turned to Zachary. His gaze was still attentive, clinging to mine. Brown irises so unique with the shadows of lust. This did not help to take advantage of my short flash of excitement, because I was aware of its proximity. I breathed his perfume, so fresh and sweet, that it made me thirsty, desperate for anything he could o

“An offer?” He nodded slowly, eyes never leaving mine. “You’re smart, Scarlett. Smarter than your father ever was. And braver. You see what this world really is. You want control, don’t you?” I stiffened, clutching the file tighter. “You don’t know what I want.” “Oh, I do,” he said, voice velvet and poison all at once. “I see it in your eyes every time you look at me. You crave power. The danger and freedom.”

This was something far beyond the desire for a woman's body--if only Alethia knew what he wanted to do to her right at the moment. But she wouldn't know, at least not yet. Now he has to douse his desire lest they make headlines the next morning--"21ST CENTURY DESIRES: A stepfather and daughter's shenanigans on a hospital bed." He sighed with reason. Then he tactfully pushed his manhood in between his inner thighs and pressed his legs together in hopes of beating down the desire. But it kept jerking incessantly as if it was breathin; as if it had a mind of its own. God help him.

She picked a few out and moved to another section. She began to search through sections, checking the books, when her eyes caught a book in the corner of the shelf. The title of the book caught her attention as she pulled it out. Selene covered her mouth with her hand when she saw the cover of the book. Her eyes are wide with shock. It was a picture of a handsome young man, his chest bare, and a lady standing by his back. Her lips were kissing his nape. “Desires and Pleasure"; she read the title aloud and took the book.