Sinful Indulgence Novels & Stories

"Burdens? Sinful, is being Lust a burden?" "No. My mate doesn't think so, especially,” Sinful responds, the smirk on his face making me exhale shortly from my nose. We’re I not so grateful that he has riveted Ira’s attention from me, due to him knowing my secret, I may have kicked him in the ankle. "Your mouth ruins everything," Ira mutters. Equally irked. "And Hale, is being Sloth a burden?"

Her innocent eyes would water as she gagged on Daddy's thick meat like the eager little slut she was born to be. I stormed to her rooom, my pulse pounded like a war drum, my cock straining painfully against my zipper. I didn't knock, instead I fucking burst through the door. The wood slammed against the wall as raw hunger clawed at my gut. Holy fuck! There she was, my Elena, my forbidden obsession. She was splayed out like a pornstar goddess on her rumpled pink sheets, completely bare and glistening. Her creamy skin flushed pink with arousal. Full, perky tits rose and fell in heaving gasps, nipples stiff as diamonds begging to be sucked raw. Legs shamelessly hooked over the edge of the bed,

As much as I love my honor and dignity as a King as well as Value respect, I admire people who tend to disobey me or act stubbornly at my orders. I get the thrill of getting angry,destroying and feel good about the horrific look on their face by the time I'm done with them, and tonight, I'm going to have the fun of watching that same look on Theodore's face when he thinks of Vengeance in his next life, He would from it and think of me all the time. “It would be my pleasure, Lucian. Let me take Vixen out of here..” I tell him and Theo's mouth grit in agony, he was a Vampire and that was when we fucking forgot!

Why? What sin did I do to deserve such a heartless punishment? I loved a werewolf. Is love a sin? If so, God is the one to be punished for giving me the ability to love a beast. God, including your Moon Goddess, is the one to blame, not me or my baby. Mark my words, you will pay. You will pay for the slow death my baby and I are suffering now. You will regret the minute you left me to die, tied up here, on this tree.

And now, he was determined to guide her further into that enticing corner, delving even deeper into that forbidden part of her being, coaxing her unspoken cravings to the surface. "Tell me you don't miss it, Dela? Tell me the thoughts of that forbidden night don't get you dripping wet each time. Tell me every thought of your sinful desires I can satisfy doesn't leave you quivering with wishes as the intoxicating waves of naughty pleasure envelop your entire existence. Prove to me that you don't picture the depths of your sinful cravings and envision me as the conduit to their fulfillment as you quiver under the intoxicating waves of illicit pleasure that I alone can give you."

"Don't forget Dylan, I may not be able to reject you, but I can definitely send you to the hospital in a coma. Stay away, I already have the help I need, someone I looked to for help." Sin POV I know I'm not one of the calmest wolves out there, but this woman is testing every drop of patience in me. I don't call myself Sin for nothing, the first moment I knew how she behaved anger consumed me, but then I can't deny that when I saw her in other people's arms it turned me on too, lust is also a sin. So at the same time that I want to rip their hearts out, I also want to get involved and make them scream my name in pleasure.

I'm trying not to let her face or those legs or those incredible eyes distract me. Those legs would look so good wrapped around me. I sit up and pour myself some whiskey. Mixing business with pleasure is never a good thing. I take a sip, I need to remain focused. The quicker I wrap this up the better. Then she can go her own way. The tricky part is resisting such a beautiful temptation. I know myself once I indulge I'll never let go, I'll end up ruining her so no other man can have her. I don't want to ruin such a beautiful person.

NICHOLAS POV I Touched Something Forbidden. Something that should have never been mine to claim. I tasted sin. The kind of sin that rips apart every ounce of restrain I've spent years building, the type that drags you deeper into an abyss you wouldn't want to climb out. And who could have known that sin would taste so goddamn intoxicating, like heaven wrapped in hell.

How did I ever fall for someone as disgusting as him? "I have a lot to say, but sadly, I don't even know where to begin from." I mumbled, "You are disgusting Cain, you are a terrible, horrible person." I finally stated loudly without fear and the burden of being in his debt. Now that I knew he only helped me because he thought we could have s*x, which made me feel less bad for lashing out at him.