Hot Desire Novels & Stories

A moan scratched the back of my throat at the delicious sparks that shot up my arm and straight to my core. "Don't hate me." I searched his whirlpool eyes as I wondered how he could think me capable of doing such a thing, "I've never hated you and will never hate you," my confession was met with a deep rumble that had his entire frame vibrating against mine. The point of his tongue darted out of the corner of his lips, and swiped over the bottom before admitting on a restless breath, "You're going into heat." My eyes widened until I was certain they'd just roll out of my head, "Excuse me, what? Heat, like an actual dog?"

Edward got up from his seat and rushed to his car, heading to the location where Chloe was held. *** Damian was delighted to see Chloe's agitated state. The feverish sensation that had spread throughout her body made her not care anymore as Damian deliberately removed all her clothes. Chloe was feeling overwhelmed with a desire that was urging her to be touched, possessed, and satisfied by anyone. She didn't even hesitate to embrace Damian's body aggressively. She forcefully pulled his face close and engaged him in a deep and demanding kiss, blinded by the desire purposely created by her husband's cousin. "Mmm..." Chloe moaned softly, enjoying every touch Damian intentionally bestowed upon h

"Oh, Wine. I'm so fucking hot right now. You surely are my hot princess." He said into her ears, moving his hips fast and hard, groaning deep in his throat with pleasure. As he was pumping into her so hard, his balls beating between her thighs making erotic sound and originated more fire of desire between them. "Oh ... God ... This position is always the most thrilling ... You're so tight ... So hot ...Oh, Wine."

Against her thigh she cold feel the hot, hard length of his swollen cock as it impressed itself on her body, make his unmistakable need known to her. His hands skimmed her body, igniting little fires of their own every place they touched. Her skin suddenly felt too tight for her body, and too hot. Need, sharp and bright, coursed through her. "I love your nipples." He swiped a tongue over one of them, then scraped it lightly with his teeth. "I love how hard they get for me, so fast. They taste like ripe little berries."

he orders. My sensitive nipples throb and my inner thighs sizzle with longing to give him the ride of his life. It sucks that my mind rebels. I hate everything he and his club stand for and I shouldn't be attracted to him. Fuck it. Easy or hard? I'll enjoy hard more, so what the hell? "Sure you can get your dick up, bald man?"

“I want you desperate.” He went back in, devouring me again. This time he added a third finger, stretching me open while his tongue worked my clit relentlessly. I was moaning loudly, my hips grinding desperately against his face, completely lost in the sensation. He brought me right to the edge again… then stopped. I whimpered pathetically. “Damien… please…” He stood up, his mouth and chin shiny with my juices, and kissed me so deeply I could taste myself on his tongue. “You taste so fucking sweet,” he growled against my lips. “I could eat you for hours.”

Making her body hot, very intense and fierce. "I love you!" She breath out unconsciously but could feel the overwhelming feeling deep within her. Zayn stilled, causing her to open her doe like eyes to look up at him. Not wasting a moment, he pressed a hot, gentle yet ferocious kiss with so much passion and emotions showed and pulled all in the kiss. The gentleness of the kiss and the softness emanated a moan from her. Like fireworks, it's deflagrating and fulminating inside her in harsh hotness but at the same time, like a plume is whispering to her.

"I'm excited!" She beamed shyly. As I grinned in anticipation. A sudden spark lit up in her eyes, like a bolt of lightning, as she gazed at me with an intense and fiery desire. I could feel her longing, her craving to explore and indulge in the pleasures of the night, to let go of her inhibitions and embrace the heat of passion. Her body language spoke volumes, her movements suggestive of her yearning to make every inch of the room her playground. The sofa, the corners, the bed and the floor. Everywhere she wanted to leave a spark of our desperate desires.

That taste tastes of their bodies, in theirs, with the slaps of skin against skin. "Oh, how hot you are, Thibault, the enveloping music, the sensations of pleasure, the intoxicating hot flashes, the orgasms that came urgently. The mouths in moments, the heats and desires, in which everyone is very tasty, but needs to rest, only when they are finished. Even if out of curiosity, when everyone felt the same taste, when they wanted to kiss, to suck, when they felt their bodies moving Some of them, who put their hands on his chest, feeling him warm and with his heart racing, his loves, his desires, feeling the pleasure of ambition, the desire, the greed of each person who felt the pleasure envelo

Stranger' Heat, a molten current, pooled deep within me. A different kind of excitement, raw and primal, coursed through my veins. He had already begun his insidious magic. His touch, a burning brand against my skin. His murmured voice, a hypnotic whisper that bypassed my ears and resonated directly with my core.