Psyche And Eros: A Novel Novels & Stories

I moaned freely now, the sound carried away by the ocean breeze. Right there, I whimpered. Don't stop. Please don't stop. Jace kissed the back of my neck, his breath hot against my skin. You are mine, Elena. Say it. I'm yours, I moaned, pushing back against him. Only yours. His pace quickened, the sound of our bodies meeting filled the balcony. My second orgasm built rapidly, stronger than the first. I cried out as it crashed over me, my legs shaking as intense pleasure flooded every nerve. Jace followed moments later, burying himself deep with a low, guttural groan as he came hard inside me, filling me with pulse after pulse of warmth.

To convince my treacherous body that he was the one making me feel this way. I pictured him walking in, dropping his briefcase and loosening his tie, his eyes dark with a hunger he’d never shown me. I imagined him muttering my name, “Serena,” like he couldn’t hold back another second, like the sight of me, naked and waiting, was finally enough to break through his dam of indifference. This fantasy, this pathetic little wifey daydream, should have made my fingers move faster. It should have been the fuel to send me hurtling over the edge. But it did the opposite. The second his face solidified in my mind, my clit went numb. It was as if my brain had flipped a switch, shutting down the respons

She moaned, sticking out her tongue as she licked the lower part of my cheek. My back arched as chills ran down my spine, I felt a tiny shock wave of ecstasy surged through me. I opened my mouth slightly, lifting my chin. I exhaled sharply. My mind went blank, it was as if I could not think anymore. I turned my head, looking into her eyes. My instinct kept screaming at me to push her away. To kick her, and chase her out of this room. But, no matter what…. It seems like I wanted her more than my mind hated her. My body screamed for her.

I cried out louder, my hands gripping the edge of the desk as waves of pleasure washed over me. Damien's hands moved to my breasts, squeezing them through the fabric of my blouse. I could feel my nipples hardening, aching for his touch. He trailed kisses up my stomach, his tongue circling my navel before moving higher. He pushed my blouse aside, exposing my bra. With a swift movement, he unclasped it, freeing my breasts. His mouth captured one nipple, sucking it while his hand played with the other. I whimpered, my body writhing under his touch, my pleasure building to a crescendo.

What difference does that make him from Ambrose? “E..Eros.” Azriel asked with a croaked voice. He didn't actually know what had gone wrong, but at some point the pain he felt all over his body was so uncontrollable that he passed out even before he could cry out for help. Now, he was here in the hospital and he didn't need anyone to tell him that this was about Eros. The two were emotional, physical and psychological attached to the hip. So, whatever Eros does, think or feel, he feels them too.

I felt her desire for me as solid as the vambraces on her wrists, and she felt mine as hard as my cock embedded inside her. We were one finally, and I rejoiced. Until suddenly I felt it... Like a shift in earth's rotation, a sudden earthquake, a lightning crack, or as simple as a hiccup, I felt a trespasser in our bond. Eros. The fucking alpha king. I could feel his emotions; they were in turmoil. Anger, confusion, and surprise mixed. I could feel his strength flowing through his veins and no matter how I denied it, the power he held was on par with what I possessed. I could feel his breathing and heartbeat as fast as mine, like he was inside me. He was syncing with me and Rayna, and I hated

Desire nodded comforted with Aling Ysang's words. ***** Desire had finally found her moment of peace. The sun was setting, casting a warm golden hue over the garden, and she had settled into her favorite spot beneath the oak tree, allowing the gentle breeze to soothe her frayed nerves. She closed her eyes, taking deep breaths, trying to push away the chaos of the day. But just as when she began to relax, a sudden commotion shattered her tranquility. “Hey, Desire! Look what I found!” Chase’s voice rang out, filled with a mischievous excitement that sent a chill down her spine. She opened her eyes just in time to see him approaching, a sinister grin plastered across his face.

I needed him inside me now. Dave recovering from the initial shock quickly pushes me away. “ We can’t do this” “You’re Eric’s girlfriend” I stop him by massaging the bulge on he’s pants, he’s breath hitched, he’s body tensed and he started at me “B..bri..Bri we can’t” “Then stop me” I said, crashing my lips into his again as I gently massaged him through his pants. He hands shot up cupping my face as he kissed me back. He kissed me back hard and desperately, like he’s been waiting for this he’s whole like

Mistress Dark disappeared behind me. Burning pain, a stifled scream, dancing as the others had, leaning forward against my rope as if to escape. Mistress Dark's hand on my bum, stroking it, then lifting and the second. More pain. Leaping. I felt myself drifting into subspace. The heat, the burning; spreading, not confined to the area I'd been struck, feeling it go to my cunt, to my breasts, my nipples hardening. The third one not as bad. The fourth, an insect bite, drifting, dreaming.

I shakily placed down the cup, my head banged, my heart felt like a piece of block had been placed on it. “Was that really me?” “Another nightmare?” A husky voice spoke up. I turned, Eros was up, his pupils searching my face, I nodded, letting the tears flow freely. He shot up, drawing me into his arms instantly, “Hey, hey, don't cry.” He kissed my forehead, his voice still raspy from being woken up. I shook my head, “you don't understand, this time it was different.” my body and my scalp went cold.