Temptation On The Warfront Ao3 Novels & Stories

Pleasure crashed through her in waves, leaving her trembling and gasping. He didn’t stop. He licked her through it…slow, gentle now, drawing out every last shiver until she was whimpering, oversensitive. Only then did he rise, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. His eyes were wild, chest heaving. He stripped off his shirt, revealing a body carved from years of war…hard muscle, scars, ink. Lila’s mouth went dry at the sight. He pushed his trousers down, freeing himself. Thick. Hard. Leaking at the tip.

Nicholas didn't stop, he fucked her deeply even after her release and soon, he let go deep inside her, releasing all of him that he hold for thousand years. The friction of his release, shivered her, making her cum again, as both lay in each other's arms before he was ready again. Love bloomed in the master bedroom of the fort again and again, making the air shy and the moon hide behind the cloud at the intensity. Probably, the entire fort witnessed their love when finally two souls came together... Well, we all know, the night had just started ... However, in the melody of great love, no one didn't notice the faded silver-orange hue encircled them, twisting their future in a way that may ri

A horde of Lycan troops came rushing out in their beast form and their bodies glimmering in the dark. In minutes, the scene turned bloody, and a full-scale war zone. The Lycans were tearing the vampires apart without mercy and weakening them using the AI repellant. Dimitri was here. I could smell him. The AI repellant had begun spreading garlic, and it was choking me. I became unfocused and almost lost my balance. Something slammed into me and sent us both sprawling, the air knocked out of my lungs and my breath leaving me in a rush. A hand clamped onto my wrist and pulled at my arm, trying to get me down to the floor.

Something powerful was coming and I had a feeling that this war will be getting even messier. I stood there until I saw two figures coming my way. There was a slight fog so I couldn't make them out as yet. The aura was still strong my knees felt wobbly but I pushed through. Mykel was on the verge of being unconscious, there was no way I could give up right now and watch our pack fall. I took a step back when the figures were finally visible. There was samara limping slightly and there was another woman trying to hold her up. She was also a witch from the aura she gave off. This entire house was covered in this energy all because of her. She was powerful.

Indeed, it was that very man who had just stepped in at the nick of time, disarming the cheater's deadly blade. "Sir?" Behind Aaron, his three members-in-arms moved closer, their voices barely above a whisper, "Who is this guy?" It was quite the tale. Rewind to five years ago, the Temple of War burst onto the scene, taking on battlefields across the world. Aaron, leading a squad of mercenaries on the fringes of South Yarica's main warzone, found themselves under a barrage of explosive fire, narrowly escaping death. That was when Alexander, armored for war, conjured a barrier of inner power, repelling the onslaught and saving Aaron's skin.

Yet, within the chaos, the invincible threads whispered promises of a love that would withstand even the harshest trials—promises that would echo through the battlefield until the war's fury relented, and the lovers could find each other once more. Amidst the swirling chaos of war, Adrian found himself surrounded by adversaries. The air crackled with tension as he unleashed his primal instincts, defending his pack with a ferocity that seemed to defy the very laws of nature. The invincible threads, though stretched to their limits, pulsed with the rhythm of his heartbeat, a constant reminder of the love that fueled his every move.

"It still doesn't sound that bad." "By evil, I mean any form of immorality, Anything against the law, including minor things like petty theft, lies, and other things which are mostly ignored by the society." "Well, that's horrible." "Yes Taz, it was horrible. It led to the complete annihilation of two other packs." "Oh my God." Taz said with his mouth agape. "Can it ever come back?" "It depends." "On what?" "It depends on the level of peace and cooperation. But for the past Hundred years, after the new tradition was created there has been Peace."

His breathing grew ragged. Sara reached between her own legs with her free hand. She was still soaked from her orgasm and the constant arousal. She rubbed her clit in circles while she sucked him, chasing another release. The dual sensation made her moan around his cock. The vibrations made him curse under his breath. He watched her the whole time, eyes half-lidded. “That’s it. Touch yourself while you suck my cock.” The dirty words sent another thrill through her. She rubbed her clit faster. Her second orgasm hit her while she had him deep in her mouth. She whimpered around his length as her body shook again. Her pussy clenched on nothing, leaking more wetness down her thighs.

I stared at the blank screen for a long moment, the whiskey suddenly tasting like ash. Aria Bennett. Sweet, obedient, filthy little Aria who thought I was just a dominant stranger who liked to ruin her in private, she thought I was some poor driver. She had no idea her father was currently trying to start a war with the devil himself. And I was the devil. I poured another drink and walked to the window overlooking the city. Somewhere out there, in that glittering estate, she was lying in bed right now, ass still burning, thighs still slick, her fingers hovering between her legs because I had told her not to touch.

Every glance from her, every subtle smile, every innocent movement became a battleground where desire fought against honor, and treason was already winning. By the time I left the room, champagne glass in hand, I knew one thing with absolute certainty: I would fight it. Desire, obsession, temptation — I would resist. And in resisting, I would slowly unravel. Treason had begun.