Temptation On The Warfront Ao3 Novels & Stories

Goddess help me, for the devastation I am going to leave in my wake is going to last for generations to come. Alone, I venture into the unknown, my senses attuned to the movements around me. As I traverse the shadowed forest, my path intersects with Connor's army, a force aligned with darkness and guided by Vornt's malevolent desires. The clash becomes inevitable. Seeing this man, both mine and Amirah's rage escalate to unimaginable heights.

His gaze did not waver. "Well, I was hoping you’d burn." He taunted while smirking as he licked his lower lip and bit it. Blood trickled from his lower lip and for reasons I did not examine and did not dissect… I did not look away. It was oddly fascinating how his lips could look so tempting, coated in his blood. I wonder if he would look good bathed in his own blood. F*ck, I’m in trouble. War had already begun. And something far more dangerous than hatred had entered the battlefield.

He responded, causing her heart to twist inside her chest. She immediately shook her head and her glassy eyes said it all, the turmoil of her heart. She didn't want him to leave. War was no joke. Wars are lethal. Wars take lives. She can't lose him just when they had their happiness. Just when she thought she would have her happily ever after. This war has to come.

We melted into each other, our bodies swaying in perfect sync as the world around us dissolved into nothingness. Nero stirred to life, his presence a subtle hum in the back of my mind. He goaded me, urging me to surrender to my baser instincts, to take Taya further down the path of desire. His whispered promptings fueled the fire that already burned within me, tempting me to push the boundaries of our passion.

"But I'm already yours. I bear your pup. Now Lucilla is gone too. And yet you tell me you won't take responsibility for this?" An impatient Zacharias rubbed his forehead. "I told you, that was a mistake! I took a pheromone enhancer by mistake and thought you were Lucilla! And you said you didn't mind! You said I didn't have to take any responsibility! You said it was your job as my second-in-command!"

He moved back just an inch, a tiny, almost imperceptible distance, but it felt like a chasm opening up between us. My hands, still clutching the front of his shirt, refused to let go. My knuckles were white, my grip desperate, as if holding onto him was the only thing keeping me from falling into that void. My lips, still raw and tingling, were a testament to the fire we had just danced around. I was lost, adrift in a sea of overwhelming sensation and conflicting emotions. The call had been a cold splash of reality, and I knew with a terrifying certainty that tomorrow, the war would be upon us. I couldn’t lose this, not now, not ever.

FORBIDDEN FLAMES 3 ARIA’S POV I can’t stay away. The next evening, after closing the café alone, I drive straight to Serena’s house. Marcus is away on a three-day buying trip for new coffee beans. Exactly the perfect timing. My body has been on fire all day, my pussy throbbing with every shift of my thighs, my nipples aching against my bra from the memory of Serena’s mouth and fingers in the gallery last night. She brought me to the edge so many times, made me squirt on her tongue, then came on my face like I was her personal toy. But she stopped short of full release for both of us, whispering, “We savor the sin.” I’ve been dripping wet ever since, desperate for more.

Unknown: Walk away from this deal… or everyone finds out. Elena stiffened and was visibly in shock or should I say fear of the unknown. Damian’s fingers were still tracing her skin. And the war had already begun.

The fact that she was soaking wet only made his work easier. “Haa…” She moaned out loud, reaching out for his waist as he continued to pound mercilessly into her. Another grunt left his lips as he gave a hard thrust, the bed making creaking noises underneath them. To think something so utterly forbidden could feel so good. Was he fucked? Yes. Did it matter then? Not in the slightest. He’d let future Vincent deal with the problems. He paused, reaching out to claim her lips with his. It was short, but oddly a sensation she didn’t think her mind would easily recover from.

Just when I thought it couldn’t get any worse, Anthony’s dick slid in. “Arrrrrgh.” I cried out loud. My whole body was on fire. He had ignited something in me that couldn’t go out. This was the only way, the only solution to put it out. He grunted loud as his body slammed into mine. My hands moved around the counter in search of something to grab hold and squeeze. An anchor back to reality. There was none… I was doomed. A lightning exploded inside my head. I could feel it just close to the edge. The sweet promise of release. The sweet pleasure only Anthony could give.