Hot For You Novels & Stories

“Well… well, does it matter? I feel better having her suffer right here.” Pausing for a brief moment, Kim began “you need an heir, she can't give that to you.” Then pulling herself closely to his chest, perhaps the touch of her titties on his chest will make him reconsider this time. “why don’t you try that with me. I am young too.” Her alluring voice came to play as she intentionally pressed and brushed her hooters onto his chest. He smiled. “hmmm”. His cunny smile continued “hmm...”. Then his eyes narrowed while gazing at her calmly “hmm... you don’t understand what you ask for”.

"Its ok." I stared at the ceiling, searching for answers. So this hot guy had been all over me, and I had felt the familiar tingle in the lower part of my body, but as soon as I closed my eyes, all I saw was Cameroon, his stupid smile, his weird broad chest, and his big fucking ass! "I've got to go." I said and slipped off the bed. "It's ok, call me," Jake said after me as I hurried out of the room.

Her ass made a loud slapping sound as I thrust deeper into her pussy. “Yeah, hottie! You are my hottie, and fuck-mate!” I moan softly. “Uumm! Oh! O! Yeah… fuck me Chester! I love the… way you fuck my pussy!” She moans. "Ain't you my hottie?" I said , withdrawing from her and thrust deeper into her pussy with full force that sent her moaning my name. “Tell me, Sofia! Ain't your pussy happy to be fucked by my dick? Tell me, Sofia!” I asked, while I kept on withdrawing and thrusting into her at intervals.

Hot and fierce. A moan bubbled up from deep down my throat as his fingers flexed around my throat for a second as he feasted on my lips. Warmth pooled between my legs, and my nipples pebbled immediately when his elbow grazed them. I was hyper-sensitive everywhere and I knew if he kept up like this I'd combust before anything started. Everything was clear. I still got the hots for Aaron Thompson.

The last thing we need is Hope going missing. "Mmm, I might just of enjoyed that." She answered as she pulled me towards Hope. I don't know about her, but the heat had just picked up. And all I did was get a peck. I was desperate to share that woman's body, claiming it as my own. ----

You are so dramatic. I have never, felt the kind of heat in my body as I felt right now. Not only was I super fucking horny, like, about to go to town on myself with a hairbrush horny, but it felt like I had a fever of at least a hundred and four. I wasn't expecting the phrase "going into heat" to be so damn literal. Why was my entire body on fire?

I tell her. “Why do they try to cook you?” she asks. I chuckle at her words, though I have to agree she is hot to the touch, so I can see why she may think that. “You’re not being cooked. It is heat. Do you understand? Do you know anything about heat?” I ask, kind of hoping that her and Hattie may have talked about it. “I think I read about it. Sex makes it get better, right?” she asks. “Well…” I begin.

he grumbles out, he begins to walk towards me, but then thinks about it and steps back "Why not? I need you! my body is burning. What is going on?" "Your going through heat" he says Now that explains the extra horniness right now, Shit I'm going through heat. No no no heat is the most painful thing ever. Your body burns, your sensitive all over, not to remind you all you can think about is sex. Ugh of course I go through heat when me and Xavier are still trying to get to know each other and fix things.

An unnecessary proof. I yanked my phone out of my bag with shaking fingers and opened an incognito tab. My thumbs flew over the screen. Can heat make you lose control completely? Can heat make you want someone you hate? Can heat force feelings that aren’t real? Does good sex during heat trick you into bonding? Can an Alpha trigger a worse heat on purpose? I stared at the search results, heart pounding. Nothing helpful. Just forums full of omegas saying things like “your body knows” and “if he knotted you, it’s meant to be.” Bullshit. All of it.

I hated that my body responded, heat flooding the apex of my thighs, my nipples tightening against the thin fabric of my sleep shirt, thighs pressing together against the ache he’d planted earlier. “Let go,” I managed, but it came out breathless, weak. His lips curved into that cruel, beautiful smirk. “No.” He stepped closer, crowding me, his bare chest brushing my breasts through the cotton. The heat of him was scorching. His free hand braced against the wall beside my head, caging me completely. “You watched me fuck her,” he said quietly, each word cutting me like a blade. “Stood there in the dark like a needy little voyeur, getting off on it.”