Lustful Games Novels & Stories

Lust flooded my mind and my body as I yearned for him and the pleasure that I knew he could give me. “Shall I make you cum?” EROS asked as if he wasn’t sure what he wanted to do. He was clearly teasing me and having fun at my expense. His fingertips stroked my wetness and my pussy lips in a painfully slow manner that left me wanting more of him. “Please…” I pleaded softly.

Then, with a sharp exhale, he stepped back. "This isn’t over." I smirked, tossing the knife onto the counter. "It is if you want to keep breathing." His nostrils flared, fury radiating off him. But so was his defeat. I had backed a wolf into a corner. And he knew it. He exhaled slowly, his lips curling into something that wasn’t quite a smile or a smirk—something extremely furious. “You’re playing a dangerous game, Lustbane.” I tilted my head. “Then I guess you should leave before I make another move.” I wiped my chest, licking the blood from my finger. “Unless you want me to cry out and pretend you hit me again. You saw how dramatic I was this afternoon—I could win an Oscar.”

Once I’m seated, we all flip our cards. There are a few groans but one by one, each of the seven announces their cards. Evie is Wrath Veronica is Envy. Lazarus is Greed. Madison is Pride. Zephyra is Sloth. Simon is Gluttony. Which leaves only one card for me. “Lust,” I announce as I hold my card up for everyone to see. It is the ace of spades. Ace, just like my nickname. I almost want to laugh at my good luck. Playing the lust card against Liliana Adare will almost be too easy.

My palms pressed against his chest, feeling the heat of his skin, the way his muscles clenched beneath my touch. His hands gripped my thighs, thumbs brushing my sensitive part as I began to move my hips against his slowly, grinding him so hard. “Still angry?” His eyes were dark with lust. “Shut up, Logan!” I leaned down, my lips grazing his ear. He gasped and dug his nails into my hips, but I set the pace, riding him with a slow, sensual rhythm that I was sure was driving him crazy. My head fell back and my hands planted on his chest for balance as I rolled my hips in circles, every movement designed to tease, to punish and please him.

“Enough of the games you played with me. It is time for payback.” “Oh payback? What sort of payback?” There goes his cockiness again. His finger touched her neck, and moved away the hair that was falling there. It nearly gave her the chills. Celeste sizzled with lasciviousness. Anthony looked at her in an emotion that danced in his eyes, that emotion called lust. His lips mashed against hers, as if trying to flatten and destroy her mouth. She hungrily pushed back, her mouth open, tongue pushing past his clenched teeth to the moist space within. The bristles of his beard scratched against her soft cheeks as she gripped his head firmly, as if to keep him from escaping. She worked her mouth aga

She had hit a dead end looking for Lila; the warehouse was her last hope. The warm summer breeze caressed her skin as she set off at a steady pace. The sun was brilliant, the birds were in full song—a perfect day, on the surface. Her pace slowed as the melodic sound of pups laughing drifted through the air. On the sprawling lawn, a series of games were underway. Pups were shrieking with joy, competing in sack races and tug-of-war. Luke was in the thick of it, dominating most of the events. He was a powerhouse—a true Alpha pup—and it showed in the way he moved with effortless strength.

I said before I could stop myself. “Yeah, yeah, and paste it all in our homework book.” Where in the world was I to find a magazine? Everything seems to be evolving and moving away from paper except the education system. But cool. “Let’s stop at the library and I’ll print everything that starts with the letter D and you’ll just cut it out.” I smiled down at her. “Okay.” She showed her little rice teeth. I outsmarted Miss Davids. I copied and pasted every object that G****e listed starting with a D onto one page and printed the page out.

Elena left on shaky legs, cheeks flushed, pussy still throbbing. The game was escalating fast. And she was completely addicted.

My ass burned, tears gathered in my eyes beneath the blindfold, and my pussy dripped down my thighs from the pain and humiliation. “You poor thing,” he cooed mockingly, rubbing the stinging flesh. “Look at how wet you are from being spanked like a naughty little maid.” His fingers slid down, gathering my slickness before pushing two thick digits inside me without warning. I moaned loudly at the sudden stretch. He pumped them slowly at first, then faster, curling them against that sensitive spot inside me. “You’re clenching so desperately around my fingers,” he growled. “All that time listening to me fuck other women… and this is what you wanted, isn’t it?”