Tender Wings Of Desire Novels & Stories

My tongue shifts, forking at the tips, and flicks out, dragging it across her stomach. My scent spreads across my tongue. “Mmm, Dara. You have been using the lotion. My good Girl. You taste just like me.” I straighten, staring down at her flawless figure, her arms spread out as if she were presenting herself to me to be devoured. “Don’t mind if I do, Sweet Mate.” I strip off my shirt, groaning as my wings stretch from being confined in the tatters of my shirt. I am going to have to buy some more before too long. I don’t know how my wings keep going away, but they always burst out when I need them, or I lose control of my emotions. I’ve torn a lot of shirts apart. Rolling my head over my shou

My eyes watered just staring at them. He lifted up from me, placing his hands on his waist and trying to strike a pose. He looked majestic, like a god. "What do you think, huh? Wanna do it with my wings out? That's very kinky of you, Cross-" His wings fluttered with great winds- Wings… Two… wings? "Why do you have two?” A/N: I'm back.

Sylvester fondled her breast before removing the buttons at the back of her uniform to gain full access to the twin bud that seemed to drive his senses away from him. He slipped his hand and lifted the uniform over her head. He pulled his hand into her undergarment to continue fondling her breast. As his hand made contact with her sensitive nipples, Desire moaned out in pleasure having longed for the skniship. She placed her mouth back on his to continue kissing him as if her life depended on it.

Flames of desire He cupped her breast with his hands as he aggressively devoured her nipples with his mouth, one after another. "Oh fuck," she moaned and slid her hands down his chest to the taut line of his abdomen, and made every muscle that made him manly ache for her even more, he rolled his tongue in circular motion around her nipples and sent more shivers down her spine.

While the song Desire by Meg Myers is playing in the background. With a shaky breath, Destiny says, “As you wish, my love.” And begins to undress while keeping her gaze on me the entire time. All I can do is stare at her beautiful body as I strip myself bare, letting her gawk at my body with those beautiful electric blues that show me the desire this woman has for me. She lays there in all her nakedness, arms above her head, legs spread wide open for me to come invade what is mine. Her hair cascaded all over the pillow, looking like the goddess she was. She was stunning, and she was mine. A growl leaves my mouth, and I inhale her scent. A mixture of Jasmine and Lavender with her arousal. Ta

Chesed teased, pushing the plug in a little roughly. “Please… please… I want… I need. Please fuck me. Not with your fingers. Not with your tongue or some toy. I need your cock. Please fuck me.” Crista begged, eyes focusing on mine. Chesed growled. She’d said exactly what he wanted to hear. Rising from our knees, Chesed put the vibrator aside to unzip. The great thing about the swing is the angle and depth it offers. Crista’s moan echoed off the walls of the darkroom as Chesed thrust hard and deep.

Blazing desire burned through me, heating up my skin, my fingers clenching and unclenching, my entire body trembling. Skilled palms cupped my waist and caressed my arms, the rough carpet of wet pink tongue moving to the back of my neck. My back arched, and my lips trembled with need, hard nipples pushing through the material of my dress. "Ferrara..." I moaned softly when he cradled my face, his breathing so harsh and heating up my skin with its hotness. "What do you want? Tell me what you desire. What you want me to do to you."

With slow, deliberate steps, she approached, each step slow and sensual, her naked form a vision in the firelight despite her blood-stained bandages. Winter’s expression darkened, a tight frown etching his scarred face, though his gray eyes betrayed a mesmerized hunger tracing her curves. His chiseled torso tensed, arousal stirring despite Astrid’s cautious growl, a low warning rumbling in his chest, caution tempering desire. Without a word, Scarlett’s fingers brushed his open robe, sliding it from his broad shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. Her hands moved to his pants, easing them down until they stood bare, the air thick with heat.

The lounge soon filled with the sounds of skin on skin, wet suction, and muffled moans. Luca’s cock leaked steadily against the door, untouched. The twins knew exactly how to unravel him. Alexander reached around first, wrapping a firm hand around Luca’s shaft. “Come for us,” he ordered, with a rough voice. “Show us you’re still ours, no matter what they print”. Luca shattered, spilling over Alexander’s fist with a choked sob around Julian’s cock. The clench pulled Julian over the edge; he pulled out just in time to paint Luca’s lips and chin with thick stripes. Alexander followed seconds later, hips shuddering as he filled Luca deep.

“Like I’m floating in fire. Don’t stop touching me.” Elias hovered close, his silver wings trembling as they curved around our small group, creating a private bower lit by the faint glow of the petals. His purple eyes were wide, pupils blown with the same intoxicated desire. “I’ve never…” he started, then swallowed, his small frame shivering as he pressed closer. One delicate hand rested on my thigh, tentative but growing bolder as the perfume thickened the air. “Show me. Please.”