Scorpio Man Obsessed With Aries Woman Novels & Stories

After what felt like forever, Scar led me back into the room, helping me get dressed before leaving. And that was it? of course, that was it, it was just sex and it didn't leave us anywhere. But I was scared of how much I wanted to feel his lips on mine again or those thrusts in my pussy, I needed it. Needed him. Wanted him more. I felt pathetic and needy and a little stupid for not knowing what to expect anymore. Was I suddenly a sex addict? *********** Scar's POV She was a Virgin. She was a fucking Virgin. The thought alone surprised me. How could Leon have a woman like Arielle and not touch her? But the fact that I was the first person to ever have access to her body made me and my wolf j

His money was true and his fame didn't impress me, otherwise it scared me away, I loved his charisma towards me, his way of caring, but his obsession was driving me away , I couldn't deal with such a person, I'm scared! “You know I felt dying of jealousy when that man was devouring you, since the day I was inside you, I haven't been able to be with my wife, I don't want it, the only body I want is yours, I love Camille, and I really love you, I know you don't accept me because of my commitment, but if you feel something for me, just give me some time while I divorce”. “You're a manipulator Andy, I really can't”.

She licked them at the same time and it was obvious that the two men were dripping fluid because of what she was doing. Aria is like a trained dog. Who would have thought that the innocent, sweet and loving Aria would be like this? It’s different when you’re naive. You are blinded around you and you think, everyone is kind. Aria only did that to them for five minutes until their semen came out and shot it in the face of the innocent woman. They change Aria's position. They doggy style her and Arthur position himself behind her while Jay is in front. Aria just stared at the emptiness and the drugs completely swallowed her whole being.

The shock was too much to bear, and he left without saying a word. Harold couldn't believe that the woman he was about to marry was already cheating on him. "Wait! Harold, I can explain, please!" He turned immediately unable to take a second glance at her. "Stay away from me! You cheap whore! You disgust me. He was torn between his feelings for her and the betrayal he felt. It was a difficult time, and he wasn't sure what his next move would be. The scene was heart-wrenching. Ashley was chasing after Harold, trying to explain something, but he didn't want to hear it. He was so disappointed that he couldn't bear to have her near him.

I couldn't let that happen. I forced myself to relax, I needed to keep him occupied, even if it meant sacrificing my dignity. My heart was beating in overdrive as he slowly lifted his lips from my skin, "you're so perfect Embry, and now, you're finally mine" his smirk was demonic, one that dug a bottomless pit of dread in my stomach. Maybe at some other time this attention wouldn't have been so bad. Maybe another time when I wasn't covered in blood that wasn't mine.

This wolf you're looking at is someone who leads a whole gang and has seen more corpses than those in your ancestral graveyard together so how dare you say this chief is delicate? But that is a curse for another day. Presently, Aria was so enranged by his act that she held his hand and tackled him down on the bed. After seeing his face, she finally remembered that this was the so-called mate that had fell from the sky. But even so, how dare he come so close to her. He had talked so close to her ear that she had shivered out of disgust. Yes, disgust. Aria was sure it was purely disgust and nothing else that made her suddenly shiver out of nowhere. After all, having a nice voice doesn't mean h

So why— Why was Enoch looking at that man like he wanted to tear him apart… just because he called Jasmine his ex wife? My chest burned. I imagined myself tilting my head up and downing an imaginary vodka. “And what's it with her?” I thought, bitterness coating every word. “Why does she always get the good ones? The ones that actually stand up for her, protect her and look at her like she matters?” My gaze flicked to yhe man who had just walked away. Tall. Calm. My style and kind of man. Dangerous in that quiet way. Always appearing at the right time. Always.

I could almost imagine Aria whimpering under him, being marked and claimed by a man who viewed the rest of the world as irrelevant. "Taking him may be harder than I thought," I whispered to the empty air, my voice trembling with a mixture of hate and desire. Most women would have been intimidated. Most would have seen the wall Damien had built around Aria and turned away. But I wasn't most women. The difficulty only made the prize more valuable. The fact that he didn't want me only made me want him more. I didn't want a man who was easily swayed. I wanted this man. I wanted that obsession directed at me. I wanted to be the one he dragged into a car. I wanted to be the one he claimed with tha

Chandni gasped loudly, as she felt the length, breadth and hardness of his desire against her own, wet and pulsing in anticipation. Aryan kissed her hard for one last time, before slowly moving away and locked his gaze with hers, their eyes conveying everything they needed to know, as they both fought hard to control their ragged breaths. When they settled in bed later though, she cocooned in his embrace again but Aryan was careful not to touch her too intimately, as he no longer trusted his control against his nymph-like wife, who seemed very adept at bewitching him out of his senses and decisions.

It was all about power. Aphrodite fell in love with me in a twisted and deranged fashion. She wanted to be all I desired. So I showed her how painful it was to be desired by me. She thought Aries was wrapped around her finger and wasn’t touching her to save her from pain, but in reality, he was following my instructions. Letting her rest up to be able to take the punishment of my desires. She thought when her punishment was up things would go back to being lovey dovey between the two of us. She was so wrong.