Insatible Desires Novels & Stories

Naya Hart If you just finished reading this, let's say a prayer together. Oh Lord, forgive me for I have sinned. 🙏🏽 And honestly? I am not even sorry. If you made it all the way to the end of Forbidden Desires — from Ruin Me Stepfather down to My boyfriend ,y stepbrother, you are built differently and I respect you deeply. 😭🖤 This book was never for the faint of heart. It was for the ones who read with the door locked and the brightness turned all the way down.

A small part of me told me that Titan must have told his brothers about our little encounter, and they must be here to see how true it was. My fears compounded when I saw Tristan slowly walking up to me. I kept moving backwards until I stumbled on a sofa. I lost my balance and landed on the chair with my back. Tristan chuckled softly and laid over me. I gasped and tried to push him off, but he wouldn't bulge. "You really are something." He said to me. I blinked at him, trying to read the meaning of his words. His finger went to my face, and he began to caress me. I tried to resist the pull I felt toward him, but I found it impossible. My desires began to grow, and I was helpless against it.

"Let us take care of you." His words were like a spell, releasing her from the last vestiges of her inhibitions. She surrendered to the pleasure, to the sensations that washed over her, her body responding to their touch with a hunger that surprised even her. Jenna's lips trailed down her body, her tongue teasing, her fingers exploring, while Travis's hands roamed over her skin, his touch firm and confident. Sadile was lost in a sea of sensation, her moans filling the room, a symphony of pleasure that echoed off the walls. The candlelight cast a golden glow over the scene, illuminating the desire that shone in their eyes, the hunger that drove them.

“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.”

"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.

There are three kinds of desire. The natural and necessary desire. The natural but unnecessary desire. And the empty and vain desires. The kind that looked real on the surface but meant nothing if you looked deeper. Derek had never fit into any of them. Nothing about him had ever felt natural. Not the life he lived. Not the things he did. Not even the way he allowed himself to feel. If anything, Derek created his own definitions. His own rules. And his own version of desire. He took what he wanted, discarded what he didn’t, and never questioned it.

“Like I want more. But I don’t… I don’t even know what more is.” His laugh teetered at the edge of despair, “Alina,if you knew…” He shook his head, as if to dispel whatever thought had plagued him and then with his voice raw, “What you’re feeling...that’s desire. Lust. The bond driving the both of us insane. Your body asking me to touch you and mine… begging me to take you.” His jaw locked tight. “And I’m trying to hold on to the little restraint that I have left.” I blinked up at him.

Shadows and wind wrapped around us, silent witnesses to our heat, our pleasure, our unrestrained craving. “You… this… was insane,” I gasped, pressing against him, still trembling, breathless, sticky. He smirked, brushing a damp strand of hair from my face. “Insane… addictive… and just the beginning. Next time, I’ll take you even further.” I pressed back, trembling, sticky, breathless, utterly undone. Desire pulsed through me, insatiable, unrelenting. I wanted more. I needed more. And even as the city lights stretched endlessly below, I knew some pleasures could never be contained. Some encounters would haunt, consume, and leave you trembling, desperate, craving the next forbidden moment. And

"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

He grabbe by the hair, pulling and dragging me to his heart's content. "You want to leave? You want to go back to Demetrius and leave me here all alone? You are mine and not even Demetrius can take you away." I whimpered in pain, this man was unstable, he was insane and I feared what he would do to me if I continued to disobey him.