Insatiable Desires Novels & Stories

(AMELIA) We are both arching our back right now drowning in a stream of severe pleasure and desire and it seems we are not going to be satisfied soon as the desire and cravings become much more intense than ever before. The pleasured look on his face seems to be turning me on the more and driving my entire system into the state of lustful insanity.

I felt like a completely different person, one consumed by intense desires I couldn't control. My skin felt scorching hot, as if my body temperature had skyrocketed in an instant. My heart was pounding in my chest, each beat echoing in my ears like a ticking time bomb. I could almost feel my pussy was going to blow if I didn't get what I wanted. The desperation was suffocating, making it hard to breathe. I felt like I was drowning in my own desires, unable to escape the overwhelming urge that had taken hold of me. My thoughts were a jumbled mess, but one thing was clear, I needed this, whatever it was, more than anything else in the world.

Yet he was so deeply stuck with her thought all the time. How did he let attraction turn into insatiable desire. Want. All he wants was her and she wants to do nothing with him. I’m sure you have many women waiting for your one flick to be with you. But I’m not a play thing to use me for your desire and lust. I request you, let me go. With that he gulped the entire drink in one go. The burn of whisky and its bitter taste wasn’t able to lessen the rattle inside him.

That obstinate disobedience set my blood on fire. “You think I don’t want you?” I growled, low and dangerous. His mouth opened, his breath ran faster, but he did not say anything. My head was pressed nearer, and his scent filled me, dizzy, sweet and drive me insane. "Edrian, every godsdamn second, I desire you till it makes me mad. Until I can no longer fucking breathe without tasting you in the air," I confessed, "And desiring you and having you are not the same thing."

Closer and closer to the floor to ceiling glass doors that faced outside to the woods. "We will never be. Yet the need to be something or someone else is just so immense. Because we are not happy with what we have now. Wants are unlimited. A Famous economist, Marshall, said that human wants are countless in number and are varied in kind. As soon as one want is satisfied another want takes its place. This endless circle of wants continues throughout life. We will never have enough or be satisfied with what we have. No matter what we do." A few more steps and I would be able to see the sky if I tilted my head backwards. The hiding sun, maybe some birds or even the ashy sky would be enough to s

He loomed over me like a shadow of death, his presence so vast it seemed to shrink the room. His eyes were no longer those of the man I knew; they were twin pits of glowing, molten obsidian, swirling with a darkness that swallowed the flickering candlelight. The desire radiating from him wasn't a gentle stream; it was a flood following a catastrophic dam break—violent, unstoppable, and destructive. He seized my wrists in a grip of iron and slammed them against the wall above my head. He didn't bother to retract his claws. I felt the sharp, needle-like points prick the sensitive skin of my wrists, drawing a tiny, hairline trace of pain that ignited a wildfire of searing excitement in my gut.

“I can’t stop you. Even if it destroys me.” Louis kissed her hard, and she knew this night wasn’t the end. It was only the beginning. “This wasn’t the end. It was only the beginning of a love that would ruin them both because Desires don't fade with distance. It only waits for the door to open again.” THE END

The heat coming off her made my c*ck twitch, and without a seconds delay, I began to feast on her. What’s a game with no boundaries without a little bit of surprise? Desire was the only rule, and right now, we were breaking it in the filthiest way possible. April’s hand shot down, gripping my hair with a desperation that told me everything—she missed this, she missed me, she missed us.

I clenched my fists tightly, trying hard to stop myself from pulling her in and kissing her. But when I accidentally touched her hands and smelled her perfume, my dick moved. I felt the running electricity just by our touch, my prolonged resistance has finally given way. I cannot take it anymore. The agony of not wanting to touch her is killing me. I wanted to devour her, to taste her sweet lips again. Yes, I have been wanting to taste her again. It’s like a fire ignited within my body when I felt Scarlett’s kiss again. My courage grew even stronger as Scarlett responded to every kiss I gave her, to every touch. The sight of her body illuminated by the moonlight only made my desire burn even

With closed eyes and heavy breaths, she eagerly awaited that first kiss, parting her lips to invite him in. Frustration consumed her as she still didn't feel his lips. She furrowed her brows in confusion and opened her eyes to an empty space . Disappointment flooding over her. It was just another hallucination, leaving her burning with unfulfilled desire. Slamming her hand onto the basin platform, she closed her eyes, attempting to regain composure. Anger surged within as she blamed herself for again thinking of him. Determined to break free from his hold, she glared at herself in the mirror. desperate to quell her insatiable desires she Fixed her hair and sto