My Devilish Desires Novels & Stories

"I do believe it's you Hardin but I'm finding it hard to understand how you were able to manoeuvre your way in with all the guards and security garrisoned at the gate. "Well well, I have not the utmost idea how that managed to happen but all I know is that it happens and I'm here to see you. I want to see how my baby has been doing this time or is there any law that stops me from doing so?" "No there isn't. You know, I feel so upset and spiteful and want to really sap out the life of that son of a bitch who has caused nothing but pain and misery to me. I feel like taking his soul from him…" I confessed with my hands clenched into a fist. An evil grin formed on Hardin's face just as I knew it

I can barely handle my brothers, let alone some slut who’s just hunting for a patched-in dick. “Whatever you say, man.” Devil gets up from his seat and grabs Linch by the hair. She likes being dominated, so she enjoys Devil dragging her toward a chair. It’s obvious from her face... lust shines in her eyes, and she licks her thick, fake lips. I turn away just before Devil shoves his cock into her still cum-filled mouth and finish my beer. “Uh… hey.” I turn and see a young woman. She must be new, because everyone in here knows not to come on to me. If I ever needed release, I’d grab a bitch, put her on her knees, and get off right then and there. And even that doesn’t happen often.

"I want to be comfortable. I want to feel... safe. Not like a prisoner." Dark’s thumb traced the frantic pulse in her wrist. He was silent for a long time, his breathing becoming heavy. The "Devil of New York" was many things, but he was a man of primal hungers, and Iza was offering him the one thing he couldn't buy with his billions: her willing submission. "Safe," he repeated, his voice dropping an octave. "You think I can make you feel safe?" "You're the only one who can," she lied, her voice a silken thread.

"It means you're finally being honest. Finally admitting what you want. And what you want, piccola, is me. All of me. The good and the bad and the monstrous.""You called yourself the Devil." "Because that's what I am." He kissed her, gentle this time. "And you're going to learn to love the Devil. To crave him. To need him so completely that the thought of life without him is unbearable." "That's what you're doing, isn't it? With all the denial. With all the control. You're making me addicted." "Yes." At least he was honest. "How much longer?" she asked.

“He was so handsome, Father. Tall… strong. I sat next to him at the bus station and I told him how hot he was. I kissed him. I even tried to touch him… down there. I don’t know what came over me. I can’t stop thinking about him. The way he felt… the way he tasted. I know it’s wrong, but I keep imagining what would have happened if he didn’t stop me.” Adrian’s breathing became heavier. He shifted uncomfortably in his seat. His body was reacting against his will as she described everything in detail. He knew exactly who she was talking about. Because it was him. He cleared his throat, trying to keep his voice steady and professional. “My child… These are serious temptations. You must pray for

With closed eyes and heavy breaths, she eagerly awaited that first kiss, parting her lips to invite him in. Frustration consumed her as she still didn't feel his lips. She furrowed her brows in confusion and opened her eyes to an empty space . Disappointment flooding over her. It was just another hallucination, leaving her burning with unfulfilled desire. Slamming her hand onto the basin platform, she closed her eyes, attempting to regain composure. Anger surged within as she blamed herself for again thinking of him. Determined to break free from his hold, she glared at herself in the mirror. desperate to quell her insatiable desires she Fixed her hair and stormed out of the washroom, ready

"Tell me what you want. What you really want, your deepest dirty desires that you never voiced" She bites her lip, her face flushing red with embarrassment. "I-I want you to take control," she whispers, her voice shaking. "To do whatever you want with me." Kade's eyes widened, his heart thumping wildly in his chest. He had fantasized about this moment countless times, but nothing could prepare him for the reality of it. He had dreamed of being able to fulfill Lily's deepest desires, of bringing her pleasure beyond her wildest dreams. Her admission sparked a flame within him, and he knew instantly that he would stop at nothing to satisfy her every craving.

It was a voice that commanded obedience, stirring a forgotten desire within me that clashed with my instinctual fear. My heart pounded in my chest like a trapped animal, its frantic beats echoing in my ears. It begged me to run, to escape the clutches of this devil. But my body, traitorous as it was, yearned for more. It whispered to me, urging me to forget everything and surrender to the intoxicating pull of desire. Yet, there was something about this cruel devil that made me crave his touch, to relive the immense pleasure he had bestowed upon me in the past.

He leans in closer, his hot breath fanning my face as he looked down at me. "I think you are mistaken about something, little one. You belong to me. You were mine from the moment you clung to me desperately begging for help. But you weren't saved by some hero, a knight in shining armor who would do your bidding and just accept it when you tell him no. No darling, I'm the devil and you are mine.” With this his lips crashed down against mine.