Insatiable Desires Novels & Stories

“And I know exactly how much you love my cock.” Heat rushed through me, pooling low, and he smirked, sensing every flicker of desire I tried to deny. “There it is,” he whispered, his voice dark with satisfaction. “The way you melt for me, it’s enough to drive a man insane. You can pretend all you want, but we both know the truth.”

Maybe it was my tendency or my nature that had become like this, but the problem was that it was getting very difficult for me. I had just opened my shirt when I felt my inner wolf was struggling to come out of this intoxication. There was only and only lust in my mind now, so I pushed him back into my mind. This girl was provoking me. Maybe he likes to play hard. I removed the sheet over him. I could clearly see the form of that sleeping beauty in my sharp eyes, which now had a veil of lust. I could not see the face due to light work, but I found it to be more beautiful than before. No makeup, innocence full of innocence was tempting me. I went close to him and smelled his scent. "Wonderful

I reply, shutting the door, laughing as I hear Miles shout that he gets to be the big spoon. My oversized bed feels lonely when I toss my blankets back and get into it by myself, but I don’t have time to regret my decision as sleep quickly takes hold of me. My dreams seem to agree with my traitorous body as I find myself in lustful situations with each of my mates. I have a hunger that can’t be satisfied, even after I take my men over and over again. I fuck each of them one by one, cumming multiple times under the expert cu skills, before milking their cocks, but no matter how many orgasms I have, I want more. I take them all at once, filling myself to the rim with cocks, and still I want mo

I can't stand my best friend's suspicious gaze after he would see my swollen lips. ~~~~ Having reached the house, I threw my bag on the couch and sunk on the floor beside it. My eyes can't stop tearing up with fresh new tears. That felt pathetic. I hate to be kissed. 'But you enjoyed it, didn't you?' Mocked by traitor heart. I can't understand why was it happening. I just wanted to shove it out of my head. I hate that cunning guy. He is a... A sex addict! Ethan Connor, the fucking hot guy is a pervert, a scoundrel, a mother fucking sex addict and more.

"who are you and what do you want?!" Amber commanded even though though fear could clearly be heard in her voice. She tried to look tough even though she was a wreck deep inside her. "Oh you are a tough one hmm, I love tough ones especially when I crack them. Don't you just love that?" The second man spoke looking at her from head to toe then looking at the third man like seeking for approval from him. "Yes I love that very much, and this one will be very fun am sure" he responded while licking his lips and walking towards her, he squatted to her lever then started brushing his finger against her face like rubbing dew from a leaf.

He had not used it after that. He sank into his office chair and his aim was to start working on the millions of files before him but his mind failed him by derailing to the thoughts of his life. What had he been doing? What did he need? He had been thoroughly hunting for love,for a life partner,but the results so far wasn't satisfactory. Women had jilted him for no reason after they got what they wanted. Money.

'No one else's. I smiled into Richard's chest, the lie sweet on my tongue. 'Only yours.' But as their hands roamed possessively, I plotted the next thrill—maybe slip away with Tom for a proper shag, or lure Harlan into a riskier meet. The deceptions wove tighter, my cravings endless, pulling me deeper into the web.

They tell that man and desire are one unity because in fact that desire is always in man. It could be wealth, power, respect from others, office, anything. That desire depends so much on the person, but no matter how much they have, they will never be satisfied because people are greedy. But you always say that in this life I must not be greedy, to be grateful for what I have because greed is sin. I try, I try not to be greedy. But recently, I’ve become more greedy, indeed though I know I shouldn’t be.

His desire for her was like a ravenous beast, voracious and relentless that cared nothing for right or wrong. The consequences be damned. The world be damned. His morals be damned. He wanted her, truly, madly, insatiably. She's like a drug he's hopelessly addicted to.

He was consumed by an unrelenting need, a primal desire coursing through his veins. He couldn't remember his name, couldn't recall the faces of loved ones, if there were any. All that existed in his consciousness was an overwhelming need for sustenance. His stomach gnawed at him, aching with a hunger so profound it felt like it was consuming him from the inside out. He needed to feed, to satiate the burning void within.