Passion The Series Novels & Stories

A surge of passion ran through them and they were blown apart by the intensity of their feelings. Alya moaned his name, taken aback by the brutal strength of his passion. Jason buried himself in her neck, tasting her sweet vanilla essence. Everything about her was seductive. Her soft skin, her moans, her innocence, her sultriness. He wanted all of her only for himself. The years of separation only fueled their inner desire for each other and they were lost in that gripping sensation.

I moaned loudly when I felt him take off my clothes completely. He looked at my body, flames of desire and passion are evident in his eyes. His hands reached for my mounds, squeezing them lightly and playing with my twin peaks. I was shocked when his mouth started fondling and tasting them alternately. I couldn't stop myself from moving. My flesh pulsated with desire. The sensation is just too much that I can no longer control myself. He held both my hands and pinned them above my head using his other hand. While the other was busy touching me there. He continued sucking on my twin peaks, licking and teasing.

I bounce, and he follows immediately, like a hungry beast. — I’m going to devour you all night. — You’re wasting your time talking. Get to the action. — At your command, ma’am. It was a torrid night. One of those that you only experience once in a lifetime. A passion that tears us apart, that devours us. Between two breaths, two moans, two caresses, we are reborn. A part of me awakens, a part I have never known. Passion… it both burns and shapes you.

THEO'S POV: Thinking back on our earlier passion, my heart was still pounding. It was nothing short of blissful. Claire shifted slightly in my arms, still fast asleep, her cheek pressed against my bare chest. I watched her with a smile on my face as her chest rose and fell in a steady rhythm of her breathing. My heart was still racing from the passion we had shared. I hadn’t felt that kind of passion in years—if ever. It wasn’t just lust. It was something else. Something that makes me feel like keeping her by my side forever..

At the annual Mafia Summit, my childhood sweetheart, Salvatore Russo, falls victim to an aphrodisiac slipped to him by a beautiful spy from a rival family. And I, the cherished daughter of the most feared Don in the west, willingly become his antidote. That night, he drives me to the edge of breathless surrender, again and again. "Principessa, what did I ever do to deserve your favor?" he mutters. From that moment on, his love consumes me whole, making me forget what loneliness ever felt like.