King Of Lust Novels & Stories

He risks another glance toward the head table. The King is sitting now, but he isn't looking at his plate. He is looking directly at Aiden. The King’s eyes track the movement of Aiden’s hands, the sway of his hips under the tight skirt. Aiden’s asshole clenches around nothing, a sudden, electric jolt of arousal shooting down his spine. The King isn't just looking; he is devouring. Aiden feels like a piece of meat on display, a slutty maid put here for the King’s entertainment. The thought makes his dick throb, leaking pre-cum into the damp satin of his panties. He quickly averts his gaze, turning to serve another guest, his face burning with shame and lust. Why am I lusting after my parent k

“Lower your guns. Now!” ”Everyone, drop them!” Raffael pushed down the barrel of the man closest to him, his hands shaking. “Gustavo what are you-“ I heard the unmistakable metallic slide of a belt buckle before I felt Gustavo’s hand, cold and predatory, on my skin. He wasn't trying to kill me anymore. He was trying to destroy Raffael by violating me. “You wanted to play chess, Raffael,” Gustavo hissed, his breath hot against my ear. “But you forgot one thing. When the King loses his Crown, he realizes he’s just a man. And a man can be forced to watch while his world is taken from him.”

"You are nothing but a liar! A deceitful human being and I was a fool for letting you stay in my life for so long. So I will have to end you because I cannot tolerate you stealing everything I own!" "I will not let you have him! If I can't have him then you won't!" She shouted. "Who exactly! Tell me who it is that I stole from you? What is the name of this man because I do not know who you are talking about! I told you I liked someone and you know that too. We talk about everything to one another so who is it?" Victoria shouted furiously. "Exactly! We talked about everything but you lied! While I was being honest, you weren't! All you cared about was lying to me! You said you liked a man nam

Chad's eyes caressed her body, and Danika wished the ground would open and cover her up. But she stood defiantly, staring Chad squarely in the face. Lust blanketed Chad's eyes as he looked at her hungrily. “Can I touch?” he asked eagerly. “When I’m done with her.” the King spoke calmly, yet his eyes made the words a promise. A clear display to her that he had control while she held none. Danika was his to-do as he wished to. Chad stared at the king again before walking out, and Danika discovered that there was a look in the man's eyes when he was staring at his king. Not hate—no, not hate. But she couldn’t place that look yet.

Adrian explained helpfully. "What about your brothers?" I asked, a smirk forming "Do they lust after you, when you do that?" "Shall we try tonight?" Adrian replied with his own smirk. "AH! My new wife! My human!" The King suddenly shouted, making us both look at him. His lips were swollen and red, his eyes blackened with a crazed, lustful look. He remained inside Guirita, holding her against the throne with a firm grip, staring at her like she was his world. Guirita stared back at him with wide, imploring eyes.

I hate how much I love it coming from his lips. Fingers threading in my hair, he propels me forward, and bites my bottom lip before issuing another command “Ride my thigh like you would my cock and make yourself come. Keep that pussy on display. I want to see that needy little clit grinding against my leg.” You know what I didn’t realize all those months ago about King? That he is nothing but a savage beneath his bespoke suits and sweats.With a mouth filthier than the devil’s. His mind, deviant than a sinner’s.

With one hand, he holds her down and with the other, he rips her clothes off, throwing them on the floor. His lips latch onto the flesh of her collarbone and trace down aggressive kisses toward her nipple. "Yes!" Astrid moans as he bites into it. The lust rises his eyes, turning his attention back to her when he hears the moan. "You actually want this, don't you?" He asks, his expression somewhere in between amused and surprised. Astrid nods and a naughty smirk grows on his face. "Happy to serve you, my queen." The king quickly undresses himself, his hands clumsy as the need becomes unbearable. Once they are both striped bare, he pushes her legs apart. Loras places his hand on her chest befo

"Those voluptuous hips, your thick thighs... you're a f*cking Goddess, Rosalie." He leaned down lower, his rigid, burning length pressing heavily against the outside of her thigh, letting her feel exactly how much power she held over the brutal King. "I want you so f*cking badly," he rumbled directly against her lips, his voice thick with a desperate, untamed lust that left no room for doubt.

I don't want them to notice that I have a hard-on. ‘Let them see how hard you were for me, Amoux. Once we finish this, I will suck your dick and give you a boob job. Did you like that?’ ‘Shit! Leah, could you help me to release this? I can't believe this. I'm the Lycan King, and I feel tortured. I swear that once I got you, I will break your hole.’ ‘Yeah, do that to me, Amoux. Make sure that your knees are fine. You're getting older. That's why your knees were too weak.’

He feels smug to call the most beautiful young woman in the Kingdom his pride. You are very beautiful, he compliments sincerely, with a hint of worship in his tone, which isn't appreciated by the brunette. It doesn't matter how much the King adores her; she hates him and her parents for forcing her into this. The King clumsily kisses the brunette while pushing her down to the bed. He mounts her, shredding her clothes in the process. Yuelan lies like a log of wood under the King's assault, not making a sound or indicating whether she likes or hates his touch. Not that the King noticed her lack of participation or cared.