Novel & Cerita Wicked Cravings

His desire and hunger for me reflects in those gorgeous orbs and I feel my pussy clench as I lick my lips. "Remember what I said? The many things I want to do to you?" When I nod, he raises his hand from my thigh to my chest, giving my breast a hard squeeze and I whimper. "I won’t hold back, baby. You’re mine. All mine and I’ll fuck you so hard you won’t forget it for days. I’ll make those sexy legs of yours shake and you’ll take me like the good little girl you are for me. Won’t you, Arabella?" I gasp, an animalistic craving filling me and I let my control slip. Further and further until all that’s left is my want for him, and my eagerness to have him do everything he just said.

My stomach rumbled loudly, and Lucas let out a chuckle. “I guess our babies are hungry,” he said, placing his hand on my small bump, caressing it gently. “They are… I’m eating a lot now,” I said. “And I have a lot of cravings.” “I just hope you won’t have weird cravings. I joined a dad-to-be group, and they all complained about how their wives craved for weird stuff like the smell of money, or craving rare fruits in the middle of the night.” I laughed. “That’s ridiculous. I can never have such cravings.”

Rara fidgeted with her hands, her head hazy as blood rushed through her veins violently. She yearned to immerse herself in his very being, to get lost in his moments of vulnerability. Yearning for a taste of abandon, she wished to be consumed by the intoxication of his scented exhales. Her whole being trembled at the mere thought. Never before had she desired something with such fervor, this man being her ultimate craving. It felt morally wrong, yet she longed to embrace her inner rebel. All for him.

Every moan, every shudder only makes me crave her more, like she’s a drug I’ll never shake, a hunger that grows sharper with every taste. Her pleasure peaks, a shuddering moan escaping her as her body clenches around me, dragging me over the edge with her. The intensity should leave me sated, but it doesn’t. My hand tightens on her hip, my fingers digging into her skin as a gnawing hunger twists in my gut. Something’s wrong, seriously wrong. Why am I still burning for her, still craving her like I haven’t just had her? She’s barely conscious, her body limp against the sheets, her breaths shallow and uneven, yet the need to keep going claws at me, relentless.

From here I can see the small living room. I saw my mom kissing the demon. Dante succeed to manipulate her. I don't know what spell he used to control my mother. I watched their actions and I saw a candle and a foil. I am hoping that my instinct is wrong. I stayed on my position and wait for their next move. I covered my mouth in surprise when I saw a white powder in a pack of transparent plastic. What the hell! They are using drugs. Is this the reason why my mom changed this passed few days?

"You're feeling better, I see," "Not exactly," he said, switching to a very disturbing flirty innocent smile. "I woke up and suddenly had this strong craving for apples, but no matter how many apples I ate, I couldn't help but feel like it wasn't the apple I craved for. Then I remembered, there's only one apple scent that drives me crazy, the only female who is a living version of Eve's apple. So, here I am, to get a taste of that apple to confirm if it's the same."

The edges were already wrinkled from how many times I had pulled it out just to stare at it. Across from me, Antonia was mid-chew, rattling on about her friend’s chaotic love life. “—and then she found out he was sleeping with her cousin, again, but instead of dumping him she made a spreadsheet of the times he cheated and is now tracking his progress like he’s in rehab.” I blinked. “That’s... impressive?” Antonia snorted. “It’s deranged. But you’re not listening anyway.” “I am,” I muttered. “Just distracted.”

I felt drained and craving to experience that again. "Fuck!!!" I moaned from the aftertaste. What have I gotten myself into? This was never what Ace asked me to do. He asked to have my release and not to get addicted to that mysterious sweetness inside her. I can feel my craving for it increasing "Fuck..." I felt frustrated and confused at the same time. How do I explain myself to Ace? Telling him that I lost myself along the way and discovered something irresistible? Something addicting that almost blew my mind away? How can I even get myself to tell him that?

“No, I'm trying to bribe our baby so the cravings kick in. Hot chocolate, strawberry flavoured anything, vanilla flavoured sweet, imagine the taste Cristela. " “Fuck you." I said. “It's very sweet."

Immortal Cravings Part 1-Temptation If there was ever a time to be worried about my safety, it was now. This very moment. Sneaking through the factories. Hunting creatures which shouldn’t exist. Persona Sanguinis. Person of the Blood. Vampires. Well, one kind specificlly. Sanguinis Perfide. Traitor of the blood. Somewhere on this dock, in this seething scent of fish, rubbish and motor oil, was a rogue vampire. A rogue which my boss wanted dead.