Insatiable Desires Novels & Stories

I said. “It is. Not since you left” His hands slipped into his pocket. “I just…At first, it was sort of to get my life in order. These cravings, they mess with your head so much. It’s like every time you feed on something, it digs an even deeper insatiable hole inside of you and it’s never enough.” “You kill, and kill and kill which I did and it was still never enough. I had to control my primal desires, rather than being a prisoner to it” He added and I folded my arms for a moment.

It was like I was walking on a cloud, and I had to focus on every step I took. As the night drew on, my behavior became increasingly reckless and impulsive. The tequila had energized me, and I felt like I could conquer the world. I laughed louder, spoke brasher, and took risks without a second thought. The excitement of the moment was addictive, and I desired more.

Not rational desire—instinct, uncontrollable, possessive. "Do you want this?" My voice came out so low and raw I barely recognized it.

Hans called me lusty, but nobody could talk to who would understand how I felt. Tonight, he was busy preparing as a member of the Yang family rather than a son-in-law. Half an hour ago, I slunk away as I saw how excited Autumn was about their impending wedding. But after I saw how Hans had her sash days ago, it made me wonder if she cannot perform the duties of a wife. After all, how would Han smell of her fragrance and possess the sash she wears over her clothes? That night, my whole body burned. I knew that I desired to fill the gap between my legs, and by no doubt, I was embarrassed that I want him so desperately inside me. I had thrown away the contraceptive herbs that I have used to tak

Ismael pleaded, whimpering sounds whilst feeling his butt cheeks being heavy smacked over, creating a loud noise, with an endearing sensation, with erupted through Ismael's bodily nerves. Swerved to his back, with his head pinned slightly towards the wall, eyes sat staring at Ismael gloriously soothed by a hungry state, with wished to devoure. Whilst slantly place unto the wall, Ismael felt tears pile up his sight before the darkened corrodors of his home, faced with insecurity, a heavy fright of being seen by those who worked for him or some family members of his, he wished Leo would switch his mind over but at same slight lack of determination in his thoughts, the intriguing pleasure of we

her voice roiling with desire and desperation. She desired the utmost pleasure—to feel him radiate his warmth from deep within her. Her plea was too strong for him to resist; her pure yearning appealed to his baser desires. They were both conscious that their parents were just downstairs, which added to the excitement. He let go of all control and gave in to the overwhelming sensation growing within him with a mere growl. Their bodies turned into a whirl of frantic motions, synchronised in an ecstasy-filled dance, the result of their desires combining into one explosive moment.

A few of the employees has began coming to the office with all oblivious of the people in the opened door. Sofia and the unknown guy woke up with a strong urge. The urge that made them crave each other. They both desired to have each other. It felt like their mind was replaced with something else, which can be desire. Nothing else around them matters. They did not take a look at their surrounding and even if they do, their mind was clouded to think of doing anything about it. The strong tearing of dresses forcefully filled the room as Sofia clutched to her stomach. Nothing! Her head is blank, the only thing she can think of now is to quench her taste for sèx .

Growing up hanan always had this weird feeling wheneverr she is around him she decided it was just a silly crush that teenagers have on a good looking guy because honestly speaking we all have that one cousin we find very attractive she would say to her self. But as she grows up thé crush escalated into an insatiable desire, a desire she know can only be fulfill in her fantasy. Because she do know that Hafiz hardly noticed her presence sometimes she wishe she is as beautiful as her mum maybe he will notice but nevertheless anytime hé is with her brother she do eavesdropped into there conversation and it always revolved around a girl "Nadia" who hafiz is in love with. Hanan know she Have to s

"Do you know what you would do to me, to urge me on to fulfill your desires. I think you are very skilled at the caresses that drives a man to madness. You act like a seductress I have dreamt about for a very long time, just that I don't get to see her face, because she's always masked. Be damned to the devil in you, I know you had planned to seduce me right, until I get a hard and huge boner for you. You don't even know what you do to me. You make me so hard that I always end up jerking off thinking about you, thinking of what fulfillment and pleasures your small lips could bring to me. I want you Janelle, I really want you", he panted, as he slurred his words. He was heavy with desire for

(Her POV; His POV threaded through the final movement) Desire doesn’t arrive fully formed. It tests the ground first. After the fracture, after the quiet, it comes in fragments—sensations more than sentences. A pull toward light in the afternoon. An impatience with conversations that orbit usefulness. A sudden irritation when I hear myself explaining choices that don’t need explaining. These are not cravings. They’re refusals. Refusals to keep translating myself into palatable reasons.