Insatiable Desires Novels & Stories

After staring at it for a while I pulled my hair in frustration. I am losing myself day by day. I couldn't think straight. The more our relationship is getting better, the more I am losing myself in the pool of desires. My urges, My wants, My desires, All of them are increasing day by day. I won't be able to hold myself any longer. I am losing to my needs. I don't know when I'll lose myself but I know that it won't be any longer. My need to crave her. She is arousing me. My Lust is getting stronger. My obsession with her is making me insane. My urge to claim her as mine is intense. I want her.

Len snapped, swatting Lee on the back of the head. “Sorry, Alpha. I didn't mean it like that,” Lee muttered, rubbing his head. “I just meant... she saved you, then she saved Kane. Like an angel.” I looked at her. “I never really thought of it that way.” “But what does Alpha Mark want with me?” Khanna asked, her confusion genuine. “Nothing good,” I answered. “It means he either wants your resources or you’ve done something to anger him. Personally? I think it’s the former.”

“They’re too close. Too tied to my life. If I let myself want them, everything changes.” Another pause. “And does that frighten you,” the guide asked, “or does it feel inevitable?” Elias’s throat tightened. “Both.” The guide’s hand withdrew then, not abruptly, but deliberately, as if creating space for the truth Elias was circling. “You’ve been taught that desire must be justified,” the guide said. “Earned. Sanitized. Approved.” Elias nodded. “Yes.” “But desire isn’t a verdict,” the guide continued. “It’s information.”

And it wasn’t enough for her, she wanted more and more and more! “Fuck me, Axel,” she finally managed to spew out some words amidst some difficulty, her brain was only filled with one thing. Only one word was naughtily repeating in her mind, ‘Fuck!’ Each time he slammed her delicate walls, the wet clapping sounds that emitted from down below… The way his penis was furiously devouring her coochie like the apocalypse was at hand, like a thirsty man who finally found a precious oasis in the desert… Ah, his tool of pleasure was punishing her vag really well. She wanted him to thrust more and more and never stop; this moment should be perpetual; Time needed to remain still.

I needed to know what he tasted like. “Will you be a good girl and take me in your mouth?” he asked. I nodded. He slapped my face with his length. “Use your words,” he sneered. “Yes,” I breathed. “Tell me you want it,” I was delirious. Driven crazy by lust. Tears lined my eyes; this wasn’t from pain. It was from hunger, primal hunger that can only be satisfied by sex. I needed this. “Please, let me suck your cock,” I whimpered.

I moaned under his touch as his hand moved down my thigh, caressing every inch of my skin as I grabbed his hair. The kiss was growing into something more aggressive in that state of act. We both couldn’t control what we were feeling. But after a lot of struggles, we pulled apart. “You’re sweet, Hailey. I’ll have to control my thirst for you.” Jace winked as he smiled. “What if I say, don’t?” “What do you mean?” “What if I say that I don’t need you to control your thirst around me? What if I say that I...I...that I want you.”

I don't understand what's wrong with me, since Monday I haven't stopped thinking about Camille, her image comes to my mind every moment, remembering the smoothness of her skin, her fresh and natural face, her curves under her wide clothes, they have me Desperate, I would like to make her mine, but it is something that cannot be, I do not even know her well, but I want to have her in my bed, under my sheets, I do not understand, I refuse to believe that this is happening to me, I am a committed man and I refuse to lack my values. I get out of bed, thinking about Camille now I have ten minutes less of my exercise routine, I lift my sheets and see how thinking about her causes me a reaction, my

"See dad, Haya and Aanya became part of Aashir's team whenever I went to aunt Sanam's home then I was left alone because I don't have any brothers or sisters..... That’s why I told mama that I want many brothers and sisters then I also have a team. But she doesn't listen to me that's why I am angry with her." With his innocent face, he was telling him the detail of his tension. On the one side if Wadan suppressed his smile then on the other side Hadia let out a long sigh after knowing his issue. From the last few days, it was his new insistence of having his brother and sister. How many times did she make him understand that he pray to Allah to give him a brother and sister? But after all, l

“Please… don’t stop…” The desperate plea had barely left my lips. Before I could even finish my statement, Matthew had already groaned, shuddered, and finished. A second later, he fell onto my body like a log of wood. The heavy, suffocating weight of my husband crushed the air from my lungs, but it was nothing compared to the weight of the disappointment crushing my soul. I lay there beneath him, staring blankly up at the ceiling, my body aching with a restless, unfulfilled fire. I felt incredibly tired. Exhausted, not from passion, but from the sheer misery of my existence.

I lay there in the dark, ass stinging, pussy dripping, nipples hard, and my body burning with desire. I wanted him so badly. I knew I wouldn’t be able to sleep.