Intensity Novels & Stories

They were way bulkier than me and it took me handful of time to overpower them. "I do. Nothing to worry about." Sohrab responded with a smile that never reached his eyes. A few moments later, he spoke again, "what is something you can do to get when it's yours? What is the maximum intensity that you can go?" I looked at him, rubbing the towel against my neck. A smile passed through my lips. "Why are you asking that?" "I just want to be like you. That's why."

That must be his intention right now. “What do you want with me?” I ask softly. The way he so casually leans back in his seat only proves how comfortable he is right now. Not much could intimidate someone with as much power as him. Even if he appears so effortlessly beautiful, like a painting come to life. He leans forward, knotting his hands together. “I’m here to tell you, that you’re overreacting. This whole mental torment you’re raving on about isn’t as big of a deal as you think it might be.”

His piercing bumped against my clit sending jolts down my spine, making my toes curl and my legs shake, my abdomen tightening with the intensity of my oncoming orgasm, I held on to his silky hair, my back bowed off the sheets, stars bursting beneath my eyelids I moaned and screamed to the rafters, my lower body almost jolting off the bed when his long digits slid into me, curling to press against my g-spot, he held me down with one strong hand on my stomach while he fingered and ate me out expertly. I screamed his name when I came, pleasure crashing harshly on me, making my whole body vibrate with the intensity. It was too much…

The intensity of our connection grows stronger with each movement, leaving me breathless and craving more. Each trust is a declaration of his dominance and my submission, heightening the intensity of our shared experience. Faster than ever, he takes me to the brink of ecstasy, pushing me beyond my limits and into a state of pure bliss. The raw, primal energy between us ignites a fire that burns hotter with each passing moment, leaving us both breathless and completely consumed by our mutual desire.

“I’ll live.” The intensity between them was undeniable. The tension, the fear, the adrenaline… it all blended into something electric. Then, more footsteps echoed down the hall. Reinforcements. Victor tightened his grip on Olivia. “We’re not safe yet.” To be Continued…

He continued the tempo with his fingers, pushing my thigh wider with his other hand. A raging ball of fire centered where his mouth touched me. My head whipped back and forth on the bed as my fingers clenched into his scalp. The flames burst igniting my corescorching from that point up, my belly, my breastspulsing waves of intensity that had my body arching off the bed.

For the first time in days Intensity. Not loud. But sharp. “And if I can be sharp without burning everything?” he asks quietly. “Then prove it.” The words leave before I can stop them. The room stills. Aidan studies me. “You want intensity?” “No.” “I want choice.” His jaw tightens faintly. “You think I’m not choosing.” “I think something is choosing with you.” Silence stretches. Then Aidan steps back. Closes his eyes. Breathes in slowly. The air shifts.

growling He looks at me as I climax all over his cock.It was the most intense thing I’ve ever felt. My walls clenched around him, he growls thrusted in one more time.I can feel his cock throbbing and twitching inside me as he releases,with one more hard thrust I feel his member go deeper as his head swells and knots behind my pelvic bone. When I thought I couldn’t feel more full and satisfied I was wrong, his knot made another orgasam rush over me making my walls squeeze him, milking him of all he has. I wiggle at the fullness of wanting to be apart.

The intensity of his outburst reverberated in the air, leaving no doubt about the depth of his displeasure. My heart skipped a beat as his voice unexpectedly reached my ears, causing me to flinch in surprise. The intensity in his voice grew, a storm brewing within him. I knew that I had to respond quickly, for his anger was like a double-edged sword, capable of inflicting more torment upon me. With trepidation in my voice, I stammered out a response, "Wh-what?" The words escaped my lips, tinged with fear, as I braced myself for the consequences that awaited me.

Isabell's eyes glowed orange. Fireballs lit in her hands. She combined them until it was four feet in diameter the pushed it with her hands at me. The Lanie in me jumped to the side swiftly, while the Kira in me was amazed. I dodged another two fireballs, flipping through the air and landing gracefully about the circle.