Ruthless Desires Series Novels & Stories

“Good to know your desire to fuck me defeats your desire to kill me.” I jerk my gaze away, shame scalding me. “You’re mad.” “Am I?” He boldly cups a breast, expertly rolling my nipples between his fingers in a move that has a reluctant moan slipping past my tightly shut lips. “Or are you just as much of a liar as you are a killer?” My hand shoots up to smack his hand away but he catches it quickly. I draw my other hand back, a confusing mixture of rage and lust winding through me as I think about the best way to end him.

Ruth seemed to sense my spiraling thoughts because she leaned in closer, pressing her body against mine so I could feel the heat radiating from her. Her fingers never stopped their steady thrusting, curling and stroking in a way that made my toes curl and my breath come in short, desperate gasps. “You’re so tight, Debra,” she murmured against my ear, her voice low and teasing. “Been saving this pussy for me, haven’t you? All those lonely nights grading papers and thinking about what it would feel like to finally let go.” I shook my head weakly, even as another moan tore from my throat. “No… please… I’m not… I never wanted this,” I whispered, but the words sounded pathetic and unconvincing ev

"Beg for it," he growled, leaning down so his breath ghosted over my ear. "Tell me what a naughty student you are for wanting your professor to wreck this kitty." "Please, Professor... take me. I need you inside me so bad." *********** One touch is never enough. In the glittering world of forbidden nights and dangerous temptations, desire ignites without warning... and burns everything in its path. From a devout preacher's wife who hides her sinful thirst behind the pulpit, to a mysterious stranger who offers a night of sin with no names and no limits. These scorching standalone stories plunge you into raw, insatiable passion. Every encounter is electric. Every kiss, a

She tried using her low seductive voice. I ignored that last part of the sentence, and head to the bathroom. I couldn't get Olivia out of my head. She's all I could think about. Her name kept ringing in my head. Olivia. It's a common name, but at the same time, it only fit her. Her complex light brown skin. Her curly hair. God, I want to grab that hair of hers into a fist tilting her head back while I'm deep inside her. That lips of hers. I have no idea how did I control myself last night. That dress she was wearing was so tempting. I'd never let her go out in that. She even thinks men are boring. I'd like to take her up on that. I was really hoping to have a release this morning, but these

I got so close to him feeling his breaths on my face more closer. I was sniffing him and opened my mouth opened, my tongue craving his taste as I moved like snake on his lower body. He could see my desperation. He used his strong hand and wrapped it around my waist culminating my movemment. He pulled me closer still looking at me with those wild eyes. This car was stopping me from gaining what my heart wants. Alan, on the other hand was enjoying my desperation. He was loving the way I was craving for him. His deliciousness was making my mouth water.

Jace bit down on his lip to muffle his sounds, terrified someone might hear, but the risk only heightened the pleasure. Afterward, as they straightened their clothes and slipped back into professionalism, their eyes would meet, and the secret burned between them. It was reckless and dangerous, and Jace could not stop . But none of it silenced the guilt. Sex with Aiden and Elias were two worlds colliding. With Aiden, it was warm, safe, tender, filled with whispered confessions and soft kisses. With Elias, it was fire, rough, dominant, dragging pleasure from him with ruthless skill that left Jace aching, undone, desperate for more.

He kissed her deep, and moved his left hand to her ass while the other hand was busy smooching her breast through the bra. Ruth proceed to unhook her bra while their lips were locked. She removed her hand from the strap and let it fall off. Kennedy grabbed her breast and fondled it. His other hand was still smooching her ass. He fondled her breast roughly and twisted her nipple until she broke up the kiss to catch some air. He raised her chin again. He can see the lust in her eyes. "What did you want now? "I....I want... I." Ruth stammered , "I want you to fuck me. Bend me over your desk and fuck me."

A sudden blade-like object slit through his throat, detaching his head from his body along with killing the guys who were jovial about their Prince that are now no longer breathing. “Oh, their Audacity to think they could defeat the top five.” A seductive chuckle came. Ruth, Number 4, Wicked Seductress. The woman with an exquisite presence, a temptation incomparable, ready to blind anyone in her charm before killing ruthlessly unlike her name. “Gauche. How they believe ten is on par with one.” Rolling her eyes off, her nails grew back, showing the blade-like object was in fact her nails which grew into sharp needles used only as basic.

She whimpered fearfully and Leo, feeling he had regained control of the moment, decided to go back to work. He touched her p'lvic and forced a finger into her tight slimmy area and that was the part Octavia could never control. Never! Even when she was in the middle of the blue sea and had to sleep with Master Klaus at the party, she still couldn't let him touch her. She had taken the risk of hurting him just so she could escape. Even when Master Zack had bought her from father, she still couldn't let him touch her and had to kill to escape.

Why now? I had tried with other women before. Always ended the same — I would get them naked, start touching them, and then the darkness would creep in. I wanted to bite until they bled. I wanted to choke them while I fucked them. I wanted to see fear and pleasure mixed together. Every time, I stopped myself before I could hurt anyone. I knew I was broken. But with Scarlett… the pull was stronger than anything I’d ever felt. I wanted to see every inch of her. I wanted to mark her. I wanted to hear her cry my name while I pushed her limits.