Unlocked Desire Novels & Stories

For even having desires in the first place. But tonight, stripped down by one of my mates, in the office of an art auction, my nipples ached, core dripping with desire. I felt something new blooming inside as Pandora watched her mate carefully, desperate to be unleashed to claim him as our own, but aching to be tamed. By him. No man had ever made me feel so powerful, so wanted before. However far he planned to take this game tonight, I was willing to follow him. All the fucking way as Pandora unleashed a new side of me.

“Will you let me come now?” Sebastian said nothing but answered her question with a blow. He himself had lost his control over his cravings. Having Latina’s blood and body for the very first time turned him into a desperate no one who wanted all from her, including her soul. Latina had no problem with it since she had given up all of her from the very start. She put her guards down and let him invade her to the core. “I’m all yours,” she whispered. And he didn’t disappoint her with his final thrust. He filled her empty cavern with his sinful juices, gushing out like a torrent.

Wanting the possibility of something bold and messy and unforgettable. “So… Do you mean you wanted to be with us at the same time?” Dam asked. “Like… involved sexually with him and me? Or an actual threesome?” His words came out slow, heavy with doubt. “Something like that,” I replied, suddenly feeling shy. I looked away, unable to hold his gaze. He went quiet again, and I could practically hear him wondering what kind of wild ideas were living in my head. The silence stretched, tense but not hostile, just… uncertain.

His voice must me angelic and equals his limitless beauty. I desire the long desired mate bond. The unexplainable love shared by mate. The undying romance. His romantic gestures towards me. I desire everything!. His hot breath heaving over my sensitive neck. He tongue romancing my lips whenever we kiss or s*x.. I desire them all So I really pray he awakens. *** A loud growl pull me off my fantasy. I instantly fall roughly to the ground. My spines smash with a heavy thud. I wince.

But to do so, great self-control had to be exercised, and the burning passion had to be sacrificed. Sophia could never imagine just how much Albert desired her at this moment. And Albert had no intention of telling her, as she lay there, still panting with her eyes tightly shut, trying to come down after soaring in a heightened state of pleasure. Unfortunately, every breath the woman took only fueled the fire of desire within Albert, making it burn even stronger. Albert would not let Sophia become aware. His lips, wet and warm, moved once more, kissing the soft skin of Sophia’s neck.

It was a risk to delve deeper into its secrets, just as it was a risk to consider marrying someone whose true nature remained elusive to me. And then there was Mr. Blackwood, whose allure and dangerous charm tempted me to tread even further into uncertain waters. Each decision seemed to carry its weight of consequences, each path fraught with peril and intrigue. Yet, amidst the chaos of conflicting emotions and entangled relationships, I couldn't deny the exhilarating pull of the unknown, beckoning me to explore deeper into the mysteries that surrounded me. My phone's shrill ring pierced through the silence of the midnight hour, jolting me awake from deep thoughts. Startled, I fumbled to gra

To mark me with his hands, abuse me with his teeth and devour me with his kiss. There is something seriously wrong with what is happening inside of me right now. Possessed. Owned. Controlled. I want to feel all of those things and I want to feel them with him. It’s a terrifying thought. Passion unfurls deep inside my chest, spreading roots of delicious desire throughout my limbs. What the hell is happening to me? My lips move fast as I whisper his name in a mindless chant full of abandon.

I managed to suck in a gasp of air before he drove into me again, and again, and again, harder and faster each time, until the brutal rhythm matched the painful pounding of my heart. The knot of need in my stomach coiled tighter. I was so flushed, I was sure water would steam if it touched my skin, and despite the rawness of my throat, I couldn’t stop one hand from drifting between my legs. "Harder," Eddie growled, watching me with hooded eyes. I was so desperate for more friction I didn’t think. I simply did as he asked, and my fingers spread beneath my clit. I spread my legs wider, the beautiful pressure and rub of my fingers against silk and tender, sensitive flesh making me ache all over

I lapped at his length and sucked at the base until Matteo pulled himself from my mouth, his eyes fluttering closed for a moment. Then, they flew open and looked straight into my own. They weren't angry or annoyed. They were filled with lust. With desire. That was exactly what I wanted to see. At least to know I was sucking him off it right. "Good," Matteo breathed before lowering his hand to grip the base of his cock. His eyes locked with mine. "Don't think for one minute I don't want to fuck you right now," he said. Matteo pulled me up, his eyes locking on mine.

When I thought self-denial was maturity, when I believed love meant never asking for more. Daniel never yelled. He didn’t slam doors. He didn’t cheat in the traditional sense, but he did something worse. He made me feel small without raising his voice. Invisible without walking away. Tame without ever touching me. I remember once — maybe a year before things cracked — I asked him if he still desired me. He looked up from his emails and said, “Of course. You’re beautiful.” “That’s not what I asked.” He sighed. “Ariana, desire changes. It evolves. It’s not about fire. It’s about foundation.”