Seductive Ink Novels & Stories

My breathing quickens more as I feel the moisture building between my legs. "Kitty, you are getting rather hot and flustered there and I am not even touching you. I wonder." Placing the knife down so I can see it he goes, a moment later he returns, a smile on his face, his hands playing with another knife. A moan escapes my mouth, it is beautiful. Red and black entwined leather handle, with perfect details. My head falls back.

All eyes are on me but I shut them out concentrating on the music I start to move my hips to the rhythm. I grab the pole walking in circles then I spot the man I want. He is sitting at the stage right in the center and I make my way towards him while holding on to the pole. I turn my back on him and bend down giving him a look at my ass. I drop my head and look at him between my legs and our eyes lock onto each other. I give him a wink and stand back up straight. I continue my Seductive dance and just before the music ends I make my way towards him again but this time ignoring him and give my attention to the guy next to him. I do a slow split letting him see how flexible I am and wink at hi

Thank God, neither of them was a supreme. I stopped breathing when Lucian dragged my chair around to face him. He stooped in front me, and the world disappeared. His black limbal ring rotated around gold irises. The alpha rested his hand on my thighs. I gritted my teeth. He placed his head on his hand and cocked his head to the side. My mouth went dry at the seductive look he wore. It had to be a sin for one man to be this attractive. Curse the heavens for descending this man upon us. Sweet Amber pheromones cocooned us. His tongue parted his kissable lips. Time slowed. He wetted those lips with saliva. They glistened. The room grew hot. I wanted to move but my body refused to do so.

I felt my pussy contract at his words, grasping at something that wasn’t there yet I desperately craved. “Just focus on the stars, baby.” he licked up and down my neck while his fingers finally parted my folds, finding my clit. He rubbed the bundle of nerves until I shook. I stared up at the ceiling as shooting stars and comets zipped by. I felt myself getting close, as if I could join those heavenly bodies up in the sky.

Something aching to be molded. I met him in my Tuesday night workshop. "Erotics of Language"—a curated space for writers who wanted to learn how to use sensuality in storytelling. Most came in with curiosity or thinly veiled hunger. He came in with a notebook gripped like a lifeline and questions trembling on his lips. I noticed him in the third session. He waited until everyone had left to speak to me. “I—um—can I ask you something… off the record?” I folded my arms, tilted my head. “You just did.”

He asks, ever so the man of few words. I’m about to pick one in italics, but then I remember how nice his handwriting is, I love the way he writes his letter ‘Y’ and I want that tattooed on me. “Can you write it instead?” I ask, “I like your handwriting a lot, and add a little heart after the Y.” He closes the book, staring down at me with confusion, but he doesn’t say no. “Keep your legs spread and your knees up.”

Together, they formed a circle of seduction, their scents—jasmine, musk, and lust—enveloping me. “Newcomer?” the brunette purred, stepping closer, her hand brushing my arm, sending shivers through me. I nodded, heart racing, my nipples hardening under the silk. “Let’s welcome her,” the blonde teased, guiding me to a plush chaise, the others closing in. The brunette kissed me deeply, her tongue exploring mine, while the redhead lifted my dress, her fingers tracing my thighs, slipping under my panties to rub my clit.

" I looked at the man in front of me. My eyes felt warm. Since there was no escaping it, I might as well embrace it fully. I rose onto my tiptoes and pressed my lips to his. Sunlight spilled over our entwined figures. The sea breeze lifted the hem of my dress. It revealed the crimson red spider lily inked on my ankle, blooming in all its wild, seductive glory.

Brenda’s voice inquired. “Yes, indeed.” Holding the items in my hands, I asked, “But what exactly are these?” “These are some forbidden items I’ve managed to procure for you. The wooden box contains Moonflower powder, a potent sedative. Just a pinch in Silas’ drink, and he’ll feel woozy!” Brenda elucidated. The intrigue deepened. I placed the wooden box on the nightstand and focused on the perfume bottle. “And what about this perfume?” I questioned eagerly. “It’s a pheromone-infused scent, often referred to as a seductive perfume. Spritzing it on yourself will entice Alpha Silas, sparking an intense desire within him,” Brenda revealed.

Her bubbly personality, the way she moved, her lascivious little grins. It's nothing I can quantify, but she got to me at an animal, instinctual level. As if I could feel her pheromones crawling up my skin whenever she was in the room. I knew nothing would ever happen, but I couldn't help but hold Ariana's redhead little sister in my fantasies. I realized our hug had been going on for a while and so finally I stepped back. Scarlett sensed it too and gave me a shy smile, her chee ks flushing slightly.