The Irresistible Seduction Formula Novels & Stories

Our erratic breathings echoed in the room as I held his shoulders. Was this why Beatrix chose sex to lure men? I didn’t know it would feel this good that it almost felt like I was sinning against my pack. I blinked and bit my hand so deeply to recover the logic that I seemed to have lost the second Luther kissed me. I’ve been kissed before. But never this way. I didn’t know kissing would be this addictive. Even with my hand bleeding, the pleasure that Luther was giving me still took over the physical pain. “Don’t give it to him all at once, dear. Leave just enough to make him keep wanting more,” I remember Beatrix saying before I left the wedding hall. “That’s the first rule of seduction.”

Her breath was scorching as she wrapped her arms around him and kissed him. Sylvia had already made up her mind. She was determined to get Ashton in bed tonight. Ashton's body was all fired up, too. Sylvia's seduction made him feel like he was about to explode. He was stunned to see that she, too, possessed a special constitution, and it was a temptation he couldn't resist! He couldn't stop himself from activating the Drakell technique.

Calculated. From my clutch, I pulled a tiny, pale tablet and flicked it into one of the champagne flutes. It dissolved instantly. Odorless, tasteless, and fast-acting—or so I’d been told. My friend called it a love switch, a new formula from some underground lab in Berlin. It wouldn't knock him out like the last one had. "It temporarily rewires their judgment," she'd explained. "Makes them act on pure instinct. Give him this, and you won't need much to get him in your bed."

My heightened senses allow me to anticipate her every move. She walks towards me, wearing a pink robe, her blonde hair wet. Her bare feet glide across the floor. Her legs are smooth and unblemished. When she sees me in my wolf form, she'll surely never invite me into her home again. "Hey," she says, standing before me with a radiant smile. Who knew a smile could transport you to another universe? Her smile is more intoxicating than any drug people take. I might be exaggerating, but she smells delightful, and the remnants of alcohol no longer bother me. She's just so beautiful.

Nishma trembled badly by his effects, by His 'ART OF SEDUCTION'. "My desire was to hold you close to my heart, To feel the warmth of your naked body tangled to mine. If you hadn't left that morning then I would be gentle as Chase but wild as Demon with you. I would definitely worshipped every inch of your skin while holding your waist tightly, parting your legs throwing over my shoulder, making you surrender under my touches. I'd kiss you senselessly and pinched your waist, snaking my hand around your calf thrusting my slippery tongue inside your mouth, licking every corner of your mouth, tasting your saliva, dropping mine saliva into your mouth until you moan for me and I groaned into your

I could survive a night with Albert Knowle if it kept Vincent Sario from being in charge. Nodding, I swallow the bad taste in my mouth. "You're going to help me?" "Yes." "Albert knows he repulses me…" I murmur. "How am I supposed to change that?" "Seduction is key," he states. "You need to make him believe he is the object of your insatiable desire." "And if he doesn't want it?" "That's the power of seduction. It isn't a choice of the brain or the heart. It's a manipulation of the body." He steps closer, and I can't pull enough air into my lungs. "Both men and women have visual cues of their arousal."

Seduce him? "I want you to make him so consumed by you that he cannot think past you. You know, men like Michael Van Leer have one real weakness, and it has always been you over time. His obsession is not a feeling. It is an incurable sickness." I stood. "And sicknesses can be used." "And then." "And then you use the same proximity to end him." I expressed it the way I said everything, clearly and without performance. "You make him want you completely. Make him hungry to sleep with you. Then you get close enough. And you finish it."

I say this as I roam through my old clothes to find a T-shirt that will fit him. "Then, am I that irresistible?" He stops right behind me, making my hair rise. I pull out a white T-shirt and hold it in my hands as I turn to look at him. Irresistible? Definitely yes! You are the god of beauty and evil. You are the perfect sin that feels pure and holy. You are the strongest charm of seduction—pure temptation that is irresistible. "Try this on. It's the biggest that I have. If it doesn't fit you, I am sorry, Mr. Moore, but you will have to stay shirtless as we dry your shirt." I put the T-shirt in his hand.

He playfully spanked my left but and squished it with so much eagerness. "I want to see you dancing, babe. Come on!" He whined like a kid and put both of his hands behind his neck before licking his lower lip. "Come on." After a minute of convincing, his eyes finally lit with happiness when I stood up from his lap. I took my tie out of my hair and messed it up a little to seduce him. His lips parted when I took my shirt off in front of him, leaving me with my brassier. I swayed my hips from side to side, my hands roaming around my shoulder unto my breast, slightly fondling it.

I must entice him at this moment; I told myself while my eyes sparkled mischievously. I resumed walking toward my bedroom without saying anything more. My attire provided comfort for eavesdropping but lacked the appeal necessary for seduction. I discarded my clothes and retrieved the silk slip he found appealing which showcased a deep shimmering sapphire color that hugged every curve. The décolletage featured a tasteful lace hint that was seductive but not indecent. I applied a quick spray of my most seductive perfume which had a warm musky aroma that consistently captivated him. The mirror revealed my reflection which embodied a crafted charm. I gazed into the mirror and noticed my lips dis