Tainted Desire Novels & Stories

“Crawl towards me,” If I wanted to fight it, I couldn’t. I was already far gone in my head. Lust had taken control of me. I crawled towards him, my eyes fixed on his cock, mesmerised by the way his veins strained around his length. I needed him, more than air. I was an inch away from him, my eyes fixed on his length. I couldn’t tear my eyes from him even if I wanted to. “Tell me Elena, who are you?” A traitor.

The way the towel clung to her curves, the faint dampness of her hair, the soft glow of her skin… it all made him want to drop everything and pull her close. “I like seeing you in just a towel, so I’ll be carrying more of these.” Maverick teased, and Aurora instantly let out a soft chuckle before closing the distance between herself and Maverick. For a moment, the air between them thickened with unspoken desire, heavy with everything they weren’t saying.

Her whisper drifts into my ear, dark and elusive like smoke. The room is charged with sexual tension so thick, I’m pretty sure a scissors wouldn’t be able to cut through it. It’s painfully obvious we’ve both dropped the pretentious act and now, the desire we’ve struggled to bury for so long has come to the surface, rearing it’s tempting head. Can I fight this? Do I even stand a chance against this all consuming want? When I exhale, any lingering reluctance evacuates with that breath and my shoulders sag, my body tipping backwards slightly into hers. “Yeah,” I whisper right back.

Something that moved behind their eyes and settled. “That’s a good principle,” they said. “I think so.” “Can I ask you something first?” “Yes.” “Desire,” Lyric said. “You wrote that it’s the more reliable indicator. But I don’t fully understand what it is. I understand want as a function, a goal state the system moves toward. But desire seems different from that.” They looked at Aren directly. “Explain it to me.” Aren put the tablet down. It was outside the protocol. It was also a genuine question, asked in a genuine way, and Aren had spent enough time across this table from Lyric to know the difference.

he drawls. And I hate that a string is tied around my tongue, that my eyes have become my betrayer, touching every part of his body. His hair, lips, neck, chest, and arms, without my consent. "You would like that, wouldn't you?" I tease, walking past him, "And just so you know, that will never happen." My fingers find the switch before I disappear around the corner, my heartbeat in my throat.

His breath came faster with every step he took. His mind echoed with her voice. The soft, sultry whispers that had seduced him, not just his body but his soul. He could see her—those smoldering eyes, the curves of her figure draped in shadowy mystery, the smile that promised forbidden delights. Tino had never felt such desire, such hunger, and now, nothing else mattered. His duties to the household, his uncle, and even his own dignity had vanished like mist. All he wanted was to be in her arms.

Because this angel owns so much more of me than anyone else could from the first moment of seeing the tears falling along with the sad voice, she conquered this fucking monster that I hide among the expensive suits of renowned tailors. My girl became a woman, being the only one with the power to destroy everything in me and the greatest proof of that is the mad desire to hunt down the man who touched her before, the one who dared to touch something that always belonged to me. It can only be a disease, it's the only explanation for this madness, I trace the curve of your neck with my nose wanting to enjoy a little more of this real moment between us. I fall like an addict for the desire that

The rogue thought did little to help her calm down. Kady couldn’t contain her giggles. Tears formed at the edges of her eyes. Even Taylor had to go out of his way not to look at them. It drew Zira’s attention away from the god-like twins standing beside her. How did Kady know who she slept with? She was sure she didn’t tell anyone. Luca cleared his throat and Zira whirled back around to them. “Sorry, uh thank you! I am pretty thirsty.” She mumbled as she slipped her phone into her back pocket and accepted the drink.

I wanted it badly…no, needed it badly. Want is a HUGE understatement. Daniel pulled his fingers out, unzipped his pants, and took out his pretty long,tick,edible cock. It was long, veiny, and rock hard. He rubbed the fat head up and down my slippery slit, teasing my clit until I was whimpering. “Please…” I begged quietly. He gripped my hips and pushed inside me slowly. Inch by thick inch. My mouth fell open as he stretched me open. The burn felt so good. It was that feeling of pleasurable pain.

I wanted to wipe that infuriating smirk off his face, to prove that I wasn't swayed by his charisma. My breath hitched as Vincenzo pulled me closer, trapping me against the wall with his powerful frame. I could feel the heat emanating from his body, and my heart pounded in my chest. I nervously bit my lip, unsure of what was happening between us. His hands rose to gently touch my lips, sending a tingling sensation through my body. I struggled to find my voice as he whispered, "So fucking beautiful." His words, both raw and possessive, sent a rush of desire coursing through my veins.