Novel & Cerita Wild Obsession

Pulling back from his mate, Detinos got up, then rushed through toward the restroom. Dearil looked around the decorated mansion that looked more like an orgy camp since some of the mated wolves were already engaged in one sexual activity or the other as they gave into their desires, their decency tossed to the wind as they embraced the wild passion of the heat. The burning in his blood Intensified, and as he made to take a step through the garden, he fell to his knees, the beast within him threatening to come out. The air thickened around him, the scent in the air magnifying to the point where it drove him insane.

And I’d do it every time, until there was nothing left but fire, sweat, and obsession, until he couldn’t exist without me, and I couldn’t without him. Hands on him, feeling the faint pulse from the core embedded in him, I whispered, “We’re just getting started. And damn it, I’ll make sure you know… I own you. All of you. Every swing, every breath, every beat.” And deep in my chest, I felt it, hunger twisting sharper, darker, hungrier. Not lust. Not greed. Pure obsession. Next quest would push us harder. The next dungeon, the next monster, would be nothing but sparks for the fire we’d stoke together.

I knew he was waiting for the haze to peak, for the moment when all wolves were lost to our most animalistic desire to copulate. My vision began to darken around the edges and need wracked through my body. With a guttural growl, he thrust his thick cock into me. I was lost to the haze, my body acting of its own accord as it writhed against him. He slammed into me over and over as I raced to my release. I barely recognized the choked moans that left my lips. The hall was filled with the sounds of flesh slapping flesh and wolves fighting over the women who had yet to be auctioned. The man’s movements became more frantic as we both hurtled toward the edge. He let out a feral roar as my walls cl

I didn't mean to get this distracted , it just happened unknowingly . " I wasn't ogling . I was observing . " I state . I was definitely ogling . Why are wolves so horny and impulsive ? And why do I have to be part of that category now ? It's not that I don't like it , it's just that it's a strange feeling for me . One that I'd rather avoid .

Obsession isn’t something you choose. It chooses you. Wraps around your soul like a vice, squeezing until there’s nothing left but the sickness of wanting. It seeps into your blood, replacing logic, making you something… else. Something monstrous. And fuck… I like it the more I watch her.

There was also the time she had spilled her bottle of lube everywhere-that had taken over an hour to clean off her hardwood floors. Sighing, she rubbed her lower belly, still a little sore from earlier. It had been her best orgasm in recent memory. Her strange infatuation with monster fantasies had begun as a teen, when she had seen Bram Stoker's Dracula. The young girl Lucy had been lured to the garden, where a beast-like Dracula fucked her while sucking her blood. It had sparked something in Beth she could never speak of to her friends, or even future lovers. It was something so primal, yet forbidden.

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However, we are wild beings, with an insane hunger and need for freedom, it is imposible to cage us, we are the definition of wild, trying to supress our wolves has never ended well for us, It could be like a split personality, the wolf in us, it takes time to merge, it gets harder and painful if we try to supress it, and unlike myths, we do not need to kill to activate it, because contrary to popular belief, it is not a curse, but a gift, a blessing. "Hi," I hear, and turn my gaze to the person, I see a young woman. "Hello." I smile at her, her eyes widening. "Hi," She smiles, then chuckles with embarassment at her repetition, I just stare at her with renewed interest, waiting as she ges he

My flushed cheeks, a reminder of the kiss we shared, the tightening of my nipples, and the flutters in my stomach all led to one conclusion: I was going to touch myself and scream Max's name until I found relief tonight. Yes, you heard that correctly: I shamelessly masturbated while moaning my stepbrother's name. I looked around; Max had left me in his car, and I saw it as an opportunity to explore the interior. I lifted my left foot; once secured in the driver's seat, the right foot followed, and soon I was properly seated and testing the wheels before turning the key to start the engine. "Cool," I mumbled. Max had not returned, but the sirens had sounded, indicating the last match between

Lucas's father asked staring at us as I placed Gavin back in his seat. "Let's say yes," I shrugged and began sharing the sponge cake. 'I hope they sort it out!' I thought. ______________________________________ * * * What do you guys think so far? Please drop a review ❤️❤️ Do you want a sequel about Ben and Beatrice's Story? Please, you all stay tuned for the Book 2 of the Obsession series, a Sequel of 'Secret Obsession' titled:- HIS WILD OBSESSION.