Temptation On The Warfront Ao3 Novels & Stories

She moaned from time to time as she grabbed her body through the bathrobe. The desire in my body grew stronger because of her moaning. I wanted nothing but to go to her and push her down underneath me. She was very seductive and charming. She bewitched me. Moreover, she even grabbed a cucumber and started eating it while still being on the video call. I could no longer take it. I unzipped my pants and surrendered to my desires as I fixed my gaze on the woman on the phone. “Be good, Lilith. Take everything off. Show it to me.”

I giggle and he chuckles in response. “You didn’t want to go with them?” “No, I wanted to see you.” “Did Lucas go home?” “I think so. He always makes sure I’m in the house first.” “As he should.” He presses his head back against the headrest and rubs his forehead. “I hate talking about him after what I’ve done. What we’re doing.” “You didn’t do anything. We...wanted this,” I tell him. “It’s not that simple and I hate the war I feel within myself when it comes to you. I can’t turn this feeling off, and I fucking need to.”

It was a study room. “I’m really sorry. I will just go.” I walked in the direction I came in. I couldn’t comprehend why I keep messing up everything. First it was climbing into his bed when he wasn’t there, then the embarrassing Leo story that my bestfriends took the honor of narrating. “Stay.” He muttered. I stopped in my tracks and looked puzzlingly at him. I avoided eye contact and settled my gaze to the books on the shelf. They were classics from Jane Eyre down to the Lord of the Flies. At the bottom of the shelf stood a huge collection of contemporary romance novels, the largest list I had ever seen someone possess.

The room exploded in disarray as their struggles reverberated through the air, a physical expression of the inner upheaval that afflicted Lorenzo's soul. Just as Lorenzo tacked Tems against the wall, a wave of aggression coursed through his veins. His dark eyes bored into Tems was gasping for breath. The fierce battle between the two brothers came to escalate with each passing moment, and the situation grew increasingly ignitable. Raw fear etched on Tems’s face as he realized that sooner he would die at his brother’s hand. After all, his brother is the Alpha King, and if he by any chance lets his Aloha wolf take over him, he will kill him!

“Next time, baby girl… you won’t push me away. You’ll beg Daddy to finish what he started.” The promise left me throbbing, empty, desperate. He stepped back reluctantly as we heard Madison moving around downstairs, the tension between us thicker than ever. One wrong move and everything could shatter. But the craving only grew stronger, pulling me deeper into this forbidden web. I didn’t know how much longer I could resist. And from the dark hunger in Mason’s eyes, neither could he.

Can he ignore the attraction he felt for her, feelings that resurfaced after ten years? What will Alyssa do when she is stalked by the man who has been invading her dreams since the day she met him? What will she do when she is whisked away to a deserted island by the unpredictable Nicholas Donnelly? Can she tame her heart or surrender to the sinful temptations? Read this third book of the Temptation Series to find out!

I came deep, my cock jerking inside her, and she came with me, screaming my name as she soaked me again. I stayed buried inside her, pressed to her back, my lips at her neck. “You feel so fucking good, B,” I said, kissing the skin there, tasting salt and sweat. We didn’t move. We stayed tangled and panting and wrecked, and no one wanted to be the first to let go. There was no war in that moment. No hate. Just heat and sweat and something dangerous lingering in the air between us. But it wouldn’t last. We’d fight again. We’d fuck again. We’d try to ruin each other just to see who survived.

The dominance in his posture set my blood aflame. A smack landed on my ass - just hard enough to sting. I yelped in surprise, heat flooding me at the borderline punitive touch. Nice revenge. “Don’t ever run from me again,” Ethan growled at my ear. His fingers dipped between my thighs, finding me already wet. “Is this what you want? For me to take you in hand?” “Yes,” I whimpered shamelessly. The fight, the jealousy, the fear - it was all coalescing into pure need.

“Next round we’re both taking her at the same time. One in her pussy. One in her ass.” The words send a shock of pure filthy anticipation through me. Double penetration. My stepbrother and his best friend both inside me at once. The taboo of it is almost too much. My mind spins with fear and overwhelming lust. I push back against them, craving more, my body already trembling at the thought of being completely filled by both of them.

I cried out, not just from the fire but from the fear in her eyes, fear that I might no longer be hers to save. The battle below blurred into chaos, Iron Fang and Dark Hollow clashing in a storm of steel and fur. Every death cry twisted into fuel for the shard, every drop of blood an offering it demanded I claim. My flames stretched higher, reaching toward the valley as though eager to sweep down and end the war in a single breath. The temptation was sharp, intoxicating, a cruel whisper promising I could save them all if I only surrendered what mattered most.