Romans & histoires Tender Wings Of Desire

I cry out in turgid desire. He growls. “I will not spend myself in your throat, though it be a dovecote. I desire your womanhood, your pink folds, your beautiful nether lips that are whetted by my shaft. Only drink of my manhood for the flight of a peacock. I will only give you my seed between your thighs.”

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My skin prickled and shivered. "Are you sure? I-I don't want them to get in the way." I wasn't embarrassed by them any longer and I loved them, but I didn't want Troy to feel like my wings had to be in our lives constantly. The word freak flickered through my mind and I momentarily panicked. Then I took a deep breath and brought my wings back. I wasn't a freak. I was me and I was okay. Troy caressed my wings, sending a tremor of desire through me. There was something to be said for having the wings. They were very sensitive and Troy knew how to awaken the need in me. He pressed his lips to mine, opening my mouth and kissing me soundly.

She nearly jumped, then carefully reached out to touch the soft part of the wing. “You’re not going to faint, are you?” Kingston’s deep voice turned hoarse, heavy with restrained desire. But what mattered most to Pandora was discovering some surprising details. “Why did you show me your wings?” “You aroused me, and they just came out on their own.” Kingston’s answer pulled Pandora back into some memories. The man tugged at the tie at his shirt collar a bit roughly, and that gesture brought Pandora to a vision of making love with dark eyes. “You grow wings when you’re aroused, is that it?” she fired back, hitting the mark. Kingston nodded briefly after that, then interrupted again.

Connected. Surrendered to desire. ******************************************

I couldn't tell her I forgot to add that tiny little detail of me telling him by name Ariana studied me for a long moment, then sighed. “Well, that’s creepy. Sexy, but creepy.” I laughed softly, shaking my head. “That’s the problem. He’s both.” The words hung between us for a beat too long. Because what I didn’t tell Ariana — what I couldn’t tell her — was how my mind wasn’t racing because of fear. It was racing because of desire. A dark, raw kind of want I didn’t recognize.

He looked over at me, glancing down at my body and back up to my eyes again, "You wanna party so bad? Imma give you that"

My moans no longer contained only your name. I called for everything. For him. For that liberation. For the desire to end that distance between your sensitive part and mine... By that tongue that now slipped between my breasts and kept going down, and descending, more and more to the south, each time letting my body warm up more, to prepare more.

By that, Cassandra indeed think how Marcus doesn't want her to fall in love with other wolf, and for her it's one of the sign that he really loves her. Now, Marcus brought Cassandra on the rooftop of the northern wing of the Moon Desire Kingdom, there Cassandra saw many wolves doing their works. "Moon Desire Kingdom is really such an amazing place," Cassandra whispered as she saw some wolves making different weapons, while some are practicing their skills with swords and arrows on the nearest trees. Marcus nod in reply. "I understand why all the wolves here are so strong," Cassandra added, then she looked at Marcus, but then she also averted her gazed at him because of the next words he said

The thrill of what we are doing flutters through me, and not due to what I have planned… But because of who doesn’t want it to happen. Caspian lingers awkwardly in front of the window. "You can not see much, it's too dark." I roll my eyes. "The view is me, silly." His eyes widen as he turns back to look at me. Slowly his attention drifts down my body, coming to terms with what I’m insinuating. "Y-you?" Keeping my eyes on him, I slowly tug my cardigan off. I hope I look seductive, but by the way Caspian swallows uncomfortable, he is still deciding whether he wants to go along with this or not.