Leveling Through Lust Novels & Stories

he growled. I was coming again, too blinded by lust, probably I was glad he was forcing me so that I could at least justify myself that I didn’t want this when deep down we both know how much of it was a lie, though I wasn’t sure if I’d ever stopped. I know I never wanted it to. His hands ground me down on him, using my grip on him and any other leverage I could get to meet each of his brutal thrusts until he stiffened and his voice rose in a groan that was almost a growl to mingle with my screams. He hilted himself deep in my womanhood, his hot seed drenching my inner walls, I felt it. We stayed frozen there for what seemed an eternity, my moans fading to soft whimpers and his breathing dee

She needed him to feel pity for her. I’ve changed locations and he always ends up finding me. This time he tried to rape me. At the mention of rape, Rios developed sudden hate for the guy he had no idea about. He hated guys who wanted to force their way on women even when the women didn’t give consent. I had earlier booked a reservation for a spa. I had gone there with the hopes of relaxing myself as I had been stressed out lately going from one company to the other trying to get my books published.

"I wanted to say she has you riled up, it's the first time I'd ever see you so .. so.." Staring daggers at him, Roman dared him with the look in his eyes to complete his statement. "Okay, I won't say it." Lark shrugged, lifting both hands in the air in absolute surrender. "I thought you didn't value your head." Roman mocked, grinning. "Let's be honest, Roman." Lark replied with a serious expression on his face, "She has to know that you're going to be draining out her entire blood and infusing yours. She has to know that there are consequences and what they could be."

“Now take your fingers and stroke your wet cunt and play with yourself. Show me how you do it at night when you’re in bed thinking about me, baby. Show me good.” Fuck, he drives me insane with lust and want. I wish he was here so I could physically feel his throbbing cock inside the tight walls of my pussy. Running my fingers along my own slit sends shockwaves through my body. I let out a moan wondering how can I be feeling like this when I’m not even with him. It’s intense, my body is on fire. My nipples are so erect they’re like bullet heads, and I swear they’re like missiles. I wish he was here to suck on them, and flick his tongue around them. Oh God, I want Levy so bad it makes my stoma

Their room is sound proof so no one can hear them from outside even if they growl at the top of their lungs. Hera accelerated the rise and fall of Adante's manhood with one of her hands. Until the juice came out of him from the top, so the young man could breathe a sigh of relief. The girl stopped when she heard his deep sigh. It was almost erect and alive with what he did, which made Adante's body even hotter. The next thing he did was he pointed it at his moist cave and then he slowly continued inside.

I finished everything in one go; supervising the human maids and errand boys to do this and that, taking care of the menu for the day, checking the meat business accounting, and checking the overall well-being of the ranch and the main house. It was easy for me to perform this as I have multiples of me ready to do anything. Actually, pieces of me are scattered all over the world to do my job. Being the Prince of Lust, I must maintain my duty as the propagator of sinful pleasures. Lust is a basic instinct of every human. The feeling is already there. I just needed to ignite it, nurture it in order to mature. It is a human's decision what he/she does with it though. Whether to use it through r

I say with what little air I have in my lungs. He spits on my face, the devil appearing in his eyes for just the briefest of moments, that little loss of control that tells me he’s capable of terrible things. It almost snaps me out of my blissful daze, but it retains control, letting go of my neck and grabbing my breasts. He squeezes them much harder, pinching and pulling my nipples. “So, you want to be my bitch, huh? Be careful what you ask for,” Lev growls his accent becoming twice as thick in the murky haze of lust.

He reminded me, like he suggested, of all the things I forgot about myself since Lance dumped me. For Jian, lust means imprint, not love, I remind myself. But he’s wrong. Maybe that's how I can pay him back. I can show him that lust is lust and when he does imprint, he'll know I'm right. He'll know that imprinting is love at first sight, a binding love, and there is no choice in it. I know I am right, but doing this means I must gamble that my definition is the right one.

Yet, as soon as her eyes shut, a haunting image invaded the darkness behind her eyelids. In the void of her closed eyes, a pair of dark brown eyes flashed, she can never forget the look, he looked different, and he looked vicious. If there was any expression was reflecting in his eyes then it was LUST, only Lust. It’s been an hour; Aurora stood under the water, trying to wash away all the bad memories from mind, but every time she closed her eyes all she can see his lustful gaze roaming all around her naked body and nothing. Those eyes she can’t remove from her fucking brain as if it got written permanently inside her brain. The way his gaze roam around her naked body was something she didn’

Lustre’s nails dug into his shoulders, dragging down his skin until blood bloomed—but he only groaned. Then, he shifted. She felt it first: the heat rising, the hum in the air, the shimmer of gold along his cheekbones. His pupils slitted. His voice deepened. “You want the dragon, Lustre?” She licked her lips. “Show me.” He dropped her to the floor not cruelly, but like a man who needed her in a different position. Fast. He turned her, bent her over the relic table. Her cheek hit ancient velvet as he shoved up her skirt and slid his thick, rock-hard cock between her legs.