Leveling Through Lust Novels & Stories

“You had a clear goal. A defined desire. You wanted to learn control because you wanted to come. You had every reason to push yourself.” I stared at him, incredulous. “So what—you’re saying I only did well because I was horny?” He shrugged unapologetically. “It helped.” “You’re a menace.” “I’m your menace,” he said smugly, dragging a finger along the curve of my hip. “But listen to me, Elira. Lust is easy to channel. It’s primal. Physical. When the reward is that immediate—release, connection, pleasure—your magic has something to attach itself to. It gives the beast inside you something to sink its teeth into.”

Biting her finger playfully, she gave them a sultry glance. Wrath growled. "You tricked us!" Lust chuckled, her laughter smooth and mocking. "Oh, darling," she said, her tone dripping with satisfaction, "Missed me?." Lust leaned back on a nearby rock, crossing her legs deliberately, showcasing the smooth curve of her thighs. A wicked smile played on her lips as her tone turned teasing. "So, what's the grand plan, gentlemen?" she purred, her voice dripping with mockery. Wrath, his jaw tight, snarled, "We break into the palace and take the goddess. Simple as that."

Lucian grabbed my shoulder with a grin, "Brother. It seems you underestimated yourself around a mate. Wait till you hear about your kid. Congratulations by the way." What was he… why the fuck were they talking in parables? I hurried after Seth to find him in dad's study, flipping through books of Lust. Books I've barely gone through just because. "Apparently, it's a thing when a part of lust from one bigger source can locate, and in our case, switch locations with each other. Also known as teleportation." he slammed the book shut. "He must've activated it with strong yearnings of you in the… heat of the moment."

Professor Raven remarked. I shut my eyes again, channeling all the lust I felt towards Professor Fox. The way he sucked my nipples, kissed my neck, caressed my boobs. The way I wanted to feel his dick so badly inside of me. I could feel my wetness trickle down my legs as I bit the edge of my lips. Then somewhere beneath my lust, Laken popped up. I didn’t feel lustful towards him, but I felt something—desire. The way he makes my heart race, the way he—“

I gasped out, my voice all shaky and desperate while my hands grabbed at her full ass cheeks, pulling her down so her dripping bare pussy lips could slide messily against the soaked front of my jeans. Ara kept rocking her slippery folds along my seam, her big tits bouncing heavy with every move as she grinned that wicked way. “That was Lustfire, baby. Just a little sex enhancer to turn your sloppy pussy into a dripping desperate mess and make you hornier than you have ever been. Feel it burning deep in your cunt? Good girl. Now shut the fuck up and take this wet pussy on yours.” We lost it completely after that. The Lustfire made everything feel twenty times stronger, like every nerve in my

Trust me when your body and mind argue, you can't help but consider running away to a place where there is no one and scream on top of your lungs like shut up. It's not like my situation is any easy, now that they are making a racket by disagreeing on a subject that is so sensitive like this. One says fuck it and let me do the sin of tasting him but the other part is my conscious reminding me about Kelly and the things that he did. This man is a godsend present to ladies and he knows it. Lust is something that has the power to either satisfy you or ruin you if it's not done with the right person. So what am I doing? Am I ruining or satisfying? I've got no clue.

I dropped her on the bed, drowned in lust. I climbed her and kissed her once more. When the kiss intensified, she dragged my shirt up and off my body. I removed her top, and her breasts leaped free. She didn't wear braziers. I kissed her from her forehead to her chest and cupped her breasts. It was so soft.

“I didn’t sleep with her. It was a medical procedure. Artificial insemination. I stared at him. “You think that makes it better? You think because you didn't have sex with her, this betrayal is somehow less?” “It's not a betrayal!” He was getting angry now. I could see it in his jaw, the way his eyes darkened. “I've watched you cry every month for six years. I've held you through every failed treatment, every negative pregnancy test, every doctor's appointment where they tell us it's not going to happen. I can't take it anymore, Rhea! I can't keep watching you break apart!” “So you broke me instead.” My voice went quiet. “You couldn't watch me suffer through infertility, so you just replaced

As still as a log, my heart the opposite, doing all sorts of weird dancing in my chest. His nose touches mine, his lips quiver, and one more inch, just one more inch, and he'd reach me. One more inch and he'd taste me, and I'd taste him. One more inch and my control would shatter, my brain would shut down completely, and— "—Dante." In a flash, faster than the speed of light, Dante is on the other side of the balcony, and I'm tripping over my dress and staggering to the opposite end.

But the memory of her thighs trembling around me, the memory of her pussy walls clenching around my fingers… it was very fresh in my mind, so NO! I couldn’t be calm. Hearing her confess to Mila about how she had always wanted me and how she had deliberately planned our escapades, it triggered my own buried lust, I have never been more turned on in my life. I squeezed my eyes shut. I know I shouldn’t have touched her– shouldn’t have given in. I shouldn’t have let my anger turn into lust. I shouldn’t have… “Dian!” Her voice. Sharp and desperate. Then footsteps followed, it sounded fast and determined.