Novel & Cerita They Want Her So Bad

“ Tell me how badly you want me to f*ck you?” “ Carter—” “ Just say it.” A part of her baulked, she didn’t want to admit it but when her gaze fell on his eyes that were filled with wild maniacal frenzy, she hooked her arms around him as she whispered, “ I need it bad.” She didn’t want him to think about what was eating him, he might be saying that he was alright she knew he wasn’t.

"The antagonist is so pitiful! I feel so sorry for him. If the female protagonist hadn't kept toying with his feelings, he would never have ended up like that!" "If only I could save him! I'll set him straight and bring him back on the path to righteousness!" "He's such a handsome character! I think he's even more good-looking than the male protagonist. The female protagonist must be blind!" "I'm so in love with you, Clayton Amos. Can't you like me back?" "You can't let anything bad happen to yourself, Clayton! Please…" "He vowed to marry me!" "The wedding dress is so beautiful! I wonder if Clayton is going to like it!"

"How bad do you want me?" "Oh god, I want you so bad it hurts." She told him then she felt his cock sliding between her lips and heard him moan slightly. "You are mine and mine only if I enter you." He continued to slide his cock through her wet lips, and she craved him so badly she wasn't able to think of anything except him filling her. "Do you understand? Mine." "Ohh. Mhmm." She pushed up into him wanting him to stop teasing and give her what she wanted, what she needed just when she thought she wouldn't be able to take it anymore he pushed into her.

She wanted it, she wanted it so bad but her anger was clouding that desire. “It's not something you can just ask a human doctor,” he uttered, looking into her face. Her scent was thicker this time. His hands were slightly shaking on her body, he had already missed her so much. He wanted to touch her and rub her body against his own. He wanted to kiss her, have her lips in his and his tongue rolling in her mouth. Her scent, her scent; he wanted more. He wanted more of her. More of her and more of her.

That confidence, that fire—damn, it was sexy as hell. And now? Now it’s more than just her. It’s the fact that Demitri and Blake want her too, that competitive edge crawling under my skin. I want to be the one to win her over, to be the first to claim her, to fuck her. Am I crazy for it? Maybe. I never thought I’d get caught up in something like this, but here I am, wanting her more than I ever expected. “So,” she says, her voice cutting through the silence. “What’s it like?”

“What do you want?” I snap, already uninterested now. She’s getting personal, touching wounds I haven’t healed from. “You have to admit you’re a conniving slut,” she says, arms crossed over her chest. “I want you to admit that it kills you that he wants me instead, I want you to admit that you are still obsessed with him even though he loves me.”

This gorgeous being in front of her wanted her so much, she couldn’t believe it. “Why do you want me?”.

She’s shaking while trying to keep eye contact. I take in her face—those sad beautiful eyes—and her small shivering body. I take another step and trap her against the wall. “We’ve had this conversation, Jaden. I want you. I want you so bad that I don’t know what I would do to you.” She swallows. “Then why won’t you try?”

There were many others just like her and they all did the same thing too… satisfying me when I wanted it and they all did it on their own will which meant that they wanted me too. So it was very unnerving for me to see the look of distaste on Jenny’s face whenever she saw me because unlike her, there were many others who wanted me so bad while she didn’t and surprisingly, it only made me want her so bad. I wanted her the more day by day and I didn’t mind burning down anything just to have her back to myself. I didn’t care if I would have to fight against Alpha Damon just to make her mine again and when I did, I was going to make sure I knew why she didn’t want me just as I wanted her.

I say, shaking her to focus. “Why come plain and tell me all of this? You want the crowned prince, don't you?” I ask. She ruffles her hair sighing, as she sits on the floor “Maybe. I don't really know Hermione ... I just know he's every girl's dream and all that, but I want my own mate Hermione. The one destined for me. Is it too much to ask?” Allegra sobs I stare at the sobbing girl in front of me confusingly, before moving to sit beside her on the bare ground “How about I tell you, that I love chocolates.” I say