I Ve Been Lustful Mga Nobela at Kwento

I swallowed hard as the first words hit me. "Daughter of the God of Lust. What the fuck," I clicked on it, reading the material. "Born from an overwhelming surge of divine lust," my thoughts flashed back to the kiss with Lust… could that have been… or was it through sex? So wait, she was Lust's daughter? Did that make me Lust's daughter or his baby mama? My head spiraled from the information. "She wasn't created intentionally but birthed from his own ecstasy- fucking great. The incarnation of addictive pleasure. Makes you crave love you can't have."

Trust me when your body and mind argue, you can't help but consider running away to a place where there is no one and scream on top of your lungs like shut up. It's not like my situation is any easy, now that they are making a racket by disagreeing on a subject that is so sensitive like this. One says fuck it and let me do the sin of tasting him but the other part is my conscious reminding me about Kelly and the things that he did. This man is a godsend present to ladies and he knows it. Lust is something that has the power to either satisfy you or ruin you if it's not done with the right person. So what am I doing? Am I ruining or satisfying? I've got no clue.

P E R S E U S I shut the door behind me, then descended the stairs, desperately trying to gather what remains of my sanity. A sudden wave of regret hit me. I shouldn’t have given in to my lust for her. It’s not love. It can’t be. Just lust; raw, stupid lust. If I were to fall for every woman I pleased, I might be completely insane. Her voice sounded desperate and needy. Her whimpers and breathy moans still echoed in my ears, the way her eyes stayed fixed on mine as she reached her release. Undeniably, she was sexy, I’d give her that.

He just wanted to sleep with me that's all and I refuse to be a whore for him. His grey eyes roamed over my face as he probably contemplated if he should leave or stay to increase my torment. His gaze piercing through me and I unknowingly tightened my hold on myself, covering my bare chest, which was enormous to his hungry eyes. I could saw the raw lust and unholy desire in his steely grey metallic orbs. He needed to leave and never bother me again. I gulped as he tilted his head to side and crossed his arms over his chest, flexing his muscles. I took an involuntary step back till my back hit the wall.

she called again. But he suddenly flips her to lay on her tummy, spreading her legs apart. At that moment King had turned into a mindless beast whose brain only has one focus at this point, — sex. And it was not just simple sex his body was desiring, it was something more extreme, something savage perhaps. , With the level of lust bombarding his senses, his eyes roved all over her body causing the tension in the air to double. Ivy, who had turned to look at him found herself swallowing hard. The lust oozing from his pores seems to be affecting her as well making her drip onto her thighs.

My wolf Xin is so content with her. Our kiss becomes fierce, I can barely contain myself. The desire racing through my veins now I have never felt before. It demands fulfillment and I am very intent on it. I hear Natalie moan and sigh, so the feeling is mutual. And then I hear tapping against the window. Slowly I disengage from her, in the haze of lust, she has not heard Ivor return. As the man slides into the back seat, my mate turns red. "Lovebirds, will you please put me home so I can mind my own business," he teases. I snort scornfully, remain silent and throw him a scathing look. This man really is a troublemaker, couldn't he make another round when he saw me making out with my mate? Gr

But right now he was the handsomest devil I'd ever met. “I'll do anything you want. Anything you say,” I breathed. “Even the filthy, immoral shit, my red-haired angel?” “Yes,” my breath shuddered. “Even the immoral things.” Lust had fogged everything—morals, consequences, tomorrow. I'd deal with the guilt later. Right now, sin feels like salvation. Ivan pulled his fingers free. My body clenched at the loss, aching for him to fill me again. I propped myself on my elbows, eyes greedy as he stripped off his shirt, then shoved down his black pants and briefs in one go.

He says in a lust filled voice. A hot shiver run my spine. Do I want him to satiate our needs? Yes, I have been craving for him to ride us in the land of ecstasy.

Forever. The water still rippled around us as Lust pulled away slowly, dripping and slick. Wrath appeared silently beside the tub, eyes burning like molten steel. Neither of them made a move to stop. Instead, they each grabbed their cocks, slick and hard, stroking themselves with cruel, deliberate slowness. I lay there between them, soaked and trembling, my cock leaking and twitching in Lust’s firm grip. “You want this,” Lust said darkly, eyes locked on mine, fingers tightening as he stroked. “You want us marking you. Owning you.”

The heat of my own desire burned brightly and started to consume my mind. Our unsatisfied desire from earlier in the day only made us want more of each other and in that moment, I knew that I couldn’t stop myself or Adrian. My body writhed on his lap from the pleasure and lust that I was feeling. When he broke our kiss, I stared into his eyes dreamily. His hands wandered down the length of my body and I sighed.