Wild At Heart Novel Novels & Stories

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I immediately captured her mouth, kissing her again before I tugged her dress lower until it dropped and pooled on her feet. In seconds, she was fully naked while I still had my jeans on, although they were already unbuttoned and unzipped. Our lips parted, and our eyes locked. No one spoke as we gazed at each other, but her fingers caressed my entire being as they glided over my bare skin. Nadine began to hum softly, trailing her fingers from my abs to the side of my chest to the skin below my armpit, where the word WILDHEART was tattooed. I had gotten it two days after I left the Council territory.

Kira led the way, her fur illuminated by the moonlight, and I chased after her, matching her pace. The thrill of the chase, the rhythmic pounding of our paws against the earth, and the crisp night air against our fur created an enchanting symphony of sensations. We darted through the moonlit glades, our wolves revelling in the untamed beauty of the wilderness. The forest embraced us with its ancient whispers, and for a brief moment, the worries of the world seemed to fade away.

But seeing her burning face with awkwardness, suddenly, my heart and eyes wanted to see her more without even caring what she would think? I felt the desire! The wild desire to cross my boundary.

Candy tossed beneath the cotton sheets in the darkness of her room. The cold shower she had taken had done nothing to take away the need she felt. The longing to go to her mate, to take her. Claim her, to be claimed. Dragging her hands through her hair, she thought about what Annie’s words. Her mate had enjoyed her kiss, she reached up touching her lips. She could feel her cheeks heating with a blush as she thought about how Annie’s cheeks had flushed as her eyes had shined with arousal. Candy could feel the wetness pooling between her thighs as the need grew worse. Her wolf wanted her to go to her mate, to touch her. To taste her, it was a need she felt ingrained in her bones.

"Allright darling. Get ready!” Tristan changed his position quickly after previously turning Camilla's body by force. They are now in a position where Camilla's body finally turns back to Tristan's. Tristan without permission goes back to burying his weapon in Camilla. This time he spurred Camilla so fast that the girl was almost unconscious. Tristan is like a wild horse tonight. The game is very hard and tends to be wild. There is no love in it. Only lust and deep disappointment he felt. Tristan's racing which was initially constant has now turned into a fast one.

His heartbeat under my palm pulsed steadily, almost hypnotic. “I can hear your heart,” I whispered, unable to suppress the slight smile tugging at my lips. His mouth tilted, gaze darkening. “Yeah? And what exactly is my heart telling you?” I drew in a long breath, letting my eyes roam over him, his eyes, his mouth, the familiar shadow of desire flickering there, before meeting his gaze again with a teasing glint I hadn’t felt in days. “Your heart says…” I paused, letting silence stretch and thicken with tension, “…that it wants sex.”

**The Wild Wolves** Aria meandered through the lush, vibrant forest, a world alive with an intricate tapestry of sights, sounds, and scents. Each step enveloped her in the rich aroma of damp earth and blooming wildflowers, the vibrant hues of greens and browns intertwining like an artist's brushstrokes across the landscape. Having spent the past few weeks in this enchanted new home amidst the towering, ancient trees and dappled sunlight, she had cultivated a deep affection for the tranquility and solace the wilderness offered—a cherished escape from the chaotic clamor of her former life.

A cold air rattled through them in the silence that was emitted between them as both tried to find their voices first, all he did was stare at the naked woman right before his very eyes, he was reacting to her in a different way, a way he had never done to anyone before. It left him thinking, perhaps he was just acting this way because his mind was lost and he had been wandering in the woods to try to find it, his heart pant like that of a wild man– Raging upon his rib cages like that of a wild beast . If he was the wild beast then what could he make of the woman that was underneath Him looking up onto him like as if begging for mercy from being devoured.

Fingernails grew and sharpened before Her eyes And for maybe Not quite the first time She felt alive The strange symptoms Of her youth The pawprints in the Yard, the lust for Jack London, the undercooked meat Calling the moon by her Boyfriend's name When her phone was ringing With his number lighting up the screen Calling her boyfriend The moon And thinking about sinking her Teeth into him The people who loved her Pushing for a lock up Questioning her sanity The people who loved her Trying to understand It was all so Unsettling, it was all so Mindbending how much louder the Wild called to her And how it knew her name Without any introductions And naturally her instincts Took over And superna