Novel & Cerita Her Own Desire

She wondered if anyone out there felt like she did, torn between duty and desire, between fear and love. Her chest rose and fell with another broken sob. It wasn’t just about the men. It wasn’t even just about family expectations. Deep down, she knew the storm within her was about herself, about who she truly was and what she truly wanted. She had spent years being the good daughter, the reliable friend, the one who carried everyone else’s weight. But when had she last asked herself what she wanted? Her heart answered before her mind could stop it: I want peace. I want love that feels like home, not war.

Then I leaned over her and murmured, “Don't hide yourself from me, firecracker.” For a moment, she looked at me with wide eyes while her chest heaved and fell at a frantic pace. I knew she wanted me just as much as I wanted her, but I also saw her struggle. She was afraid of her own desires. She wanted to tame them—put a leash on them—even though she knew she was bound to lose. Finally, she cleared her throat and muttered, “I'm cold.” She motioned her chin at the robe.

She was fighting a war inside herself, and I wanted to see who would win…her morals, or her desire. I stepped even closer, my breath brushing her ear. I wanted her desire to win. I wanted her to wrap her hands around me and let me do the thing in my head with her. Spread her legs and eat her pussy so bad. “Come on.” I was waiting so desperately, it was making my throat dry for her wet cunt.

She grasped my hand tightly near to her heart and said, "I want to keep you here forever with me." I'm just gazing at her silently. Tonight I felt a strong connection between us and I also realised that this girl doesn't deserve a person like me. She deserves love which I can never give to her. A beautiful and pure soul like her deserves a person who loves her truly and cherish her all his life and I'm not that type of man. I'm dominant, loves to control women and I don't want the feeling of love in my life. I can't give her what she wants. I think my desire to control her will remain my desire only because butterfly doesn't deserve all this. She is a free bird and now I don't want to cut he

“And, after you have done all that, and she is not satisfied, then you can let her find a real man who can fuck her how she truly deserves.” My mouth falls open. "And who would such an honour befall, Ark?" Caspian tilts his head, daring him to say it. "It would be her choice," Ark responds, tucking his hands behind his back. "That's likely a strange concept for a Royal, considering Kiva has never had a choice in her life, has she?" “Get out," I growl at him, before Caspian can strike him. He turns to me, bowing his head. “My pleasure.”

HIS WANTS """Her glance was a mixture of desire and timidity, he didn't want to judge her according to her actions, for the years he had been stalking her, In her room. He only wanted to cherish this moment. . He pressed his hand into the smaller of her back and pulled her still closer, causing the lower part of his body to twitch in excitement and yearning for this little woman. He was aware of his male hardness swelling inside his tight breeches, his male hardness was strained like a mad thing to get ever close, he wants to be fully sated between her legs.

She said while looking away from him. "Sure." He said and started walking quietly. "I need your help though." She said this time looking at him. He smiled with excitement as he looked at her. "Of course, anything you want." He said with an assuring face. "My real name is Amber Garcia, I know you are a very powerful man and can easily find out about me, but please don't do that. Let me figure things out on my own. Please promise you won't look me up" she looked him straight in the eyes wanting to see his reaction to the little truth she has unleashed. He looked calm and thought for a while then responded.

my mate says “ you and her will be the down fall of our pack…. I wish you never found her” the women says finally coming into view and it’s the women who tried to steal my mate. My hands start to glow red as my anger grows as they go back and forth ‘keep your temper under control’ phoenix says ‘ why the fuck is she here’ I turn and walk down the stairs faster than I thought I ment to and come to a stop in front of her. “ you have no place even opening your mouth in my home if I choose to keep what I can do a secret until the time comes when I must use them then I will….. you are not a high rank and you will not ever question me again am I clear”

When she became still, breathing heavy in her dreams, I turned the screen off. Watching her touch herself was incredible. Elena was unravelling. And it was exactly what I intended. Desire makes people reckless. It clouds their judgment. Makes them forget their plans. Forget to escape. Forget loyalty. If she began to question herself. If she began to crave what she feared, then she would stop trying to run. She would choose to stay. The next morning, I could barely contain my amusement. She entered the dining room in something simple and modest. As if that would make a difference.

It was disgusting how much I wanted him, considering he was probably planning to drag my soul to hell. "What do you want then?" I asked, my fingers tracing the scars on his chest. They felt like raised ridges of hot iron. "I want your autonomy," he said, his hand sliding down to grip my hip, his fingers digging into the flesh. "I want you to realize that from the moment you finished that ritual, your body stopped belonging to you. Every itch, every throb, every scream... I own it all. And I’m going to spend the rest of the night proving it."