The Temptations Silent Night Novels & Stories

And after a long time, I was introduced like I should today, “We have a dancer coming up. She'll make all you men horny and all you ladies, wet and seeking to be fucked!” The D. J announced, “Horny ladies and Hungry gentlemen, give it up for Red Temptress!”

Her eyes burned, squeezed shut tighter against the sting. “This isn’t devotion. It’s temptation.” “Yes,” he replied. “Temptation is devotion before it learns its name.” The hand lingered, then slid further, deliberate, parting the fabric of her gown. It teased the sensitive skin there before dipping lower. Elizabeth trembled, caught in the web of his control, her body arching slightly despite herself. He didn't rush. The pressure reformed, now a firm stroke against her clit from behind, his fingers circling the swollen nub with slow, teasing circles that sent electric sparks through her core.

Low and deep, the single word carried an unconcealable excitement, yearning, and lust. For a few seconds, absolute silence dominated the clearing. The hoots of the night owls, the whistle of the night breeze, and the constant titters of the night crickets all disappeared. For a brief moment, it was as if time itself had stopped. There was absolute silence. “Mate…it’s you, isn’t it?” The thrilled voice of the entranced female cautiously rang out again, the slight tremble in her tone conveying her nervousness. Thud…thud…

Siron asked, drawing closer. “The... Temptress.” Gideon gripped Siron’s hand. “She does not attack directly. She offers. She will offer you everything you want. And if you accept...” Gideon shivered. “You will be hers.” The bedroom door suddenly slammed shut. The lights went out. In the darkness, Siron heard a sweet, seductive voice, like a distant bell. “Siron... I have something for you...” Then, before his eyes, a vision formed in the darkness: himself, living a normal life, without powers, without spirits, together with Kit and his family, happy and simple. All the terror was over.

My voice broke, tears streaming now, mixing sorrow with the unwanted ecstasy. "Not like this?" He mocked, thrusting his fingers deeper, faster, his other hand yanking down the neckline of my dress to expose my breast. He pinched the nipple hard, twisting just enough to make me yelp. "You mean you want it rougher? Want me to choke you while I claim what's mine? Or maybe flip you over, ass up, and spank you raw before I bury myself balls-deep?" His breath was ragged now, eyes dark with lust and malice. "Say it. Beg for it, Esme. Beg your Beta to fuck the evil out of you."

I pleaded to the man, but all that came out was a muffled noise. "Shh, it's okay, I got you. Don't be disobedient or else you won't like what I'll do to you." The man said in a smoky voice. I tried to get out of his hold using my hands but he was too strong. "You looked so fucking cute in the halls earlier. Like a lost puppy. You really caught my attention angel." The hand that was in my shirt was taken back and he clasped both of my hands tightly, I'm pretty sure it would leave a bruise by how much force the man was exerting.

Just breath and warmth and steady heartbeats. But even in the silence, I could feel the next storm building. Because Diane and Robert had been too quiet lately. And silence, I’d learned, often hides the deadliest moves. Still, I wasn’t the same Emma anymore. Let them come. I was ready.

Cameroon - “Lord Jesus, deliver this boy from the clutches of temptation,” she intoned, her voice rising in dramatic fervor. “Cleanse his soul and restore his path!” Evans blinked, looking more amused than alarmed, though he wisely said nothing. I rolled my eyes so hard it was a miracle I didn’t sprain something. “Mom, he’s not possessed. He’s just here for the wedding and food." "Food?" she repeated, narrowing her eyes at me. “Is that what they’re calling it these days?”

He looked down at his mate and her fiery red eyes made it more hard to fight the growing temptation. "Switch off the lights please." Her eyes did not meet his and he was confused by that odd request, he can see in the dark... Okay its not like as clear as it would be lit but still. Noah junior urged him to comply and not ruin the mood, he gave her a chased kiss before turning the lights off. "Whether the lights are on or off you are mine and will forever belong to me. You are so hot. So smart. So kind. So soft. So warm. My home."

“You came a lot last night. When you heard me moaning, did you touch yourself? Have you imagined me hard-pumping you with my c*ck?” Her whole face flushed crimson. In a moment of overwhelming desire, I could not restrain my impulses. Without hesitation, I reached out and firmly grasped the back of her head, drawing her closer to me. With deliberate slowness, I pressed my lips against hers, savoring the moment as if to taunt her playfully. I tenderly nibbled on her lower lip, savoring the taste as my tongue caressed its surface. With a gentle yet firm touch, I enveloped my free hand around her delicate hip, drawing her nearer to me. As her lips parted, a sense of surprise washed over her. Sei