Wooing Novels & Stories

he said, stepping closer, “I can feel the way you’ve moved since last night. Every hesitation. Every glance. Every moment of defiance.” Elara’s pulse quickened. This was the moment she had been engineering for days. Her body betrayed her, heating in anticipation, but her face remained composed, expression carefully neutral. She had learned the rules: he controls the rhythm, she controls the rhythm he sees. “Do you want to play?” she asked softly, her words deliberate. His lips quirked in the faintest smile, predatory, unreadable. “Always,” he murmured, closing the distance.

He’s wooing her. “I’m not saying date me,” Eon continued, his voice gentle, disarming. “A lesser man would rush you. But I am not hunting your body, beautiful. I am hunting your heart. And that is a chase that requires patience. Let me show you I am worthy of the catch. Allow me to earn my place beside you, before I ask you to share mine.”

I'm doing this on purpose, I want to show the officers that Loraine has too many options with the male sex, to have to harm another woman in order to take her husband away. Luckily, she's in a great mood and responds to my flirtation. “No, handsome, I'll grab my fastest car so I can be close to you even earlier than that half hour. You know how I miss you when you get out of my bed early. Count to ten and I'll sit on your lap," she responds seductively. I laugh hoarsely, this is exactly how I want her.

she announced like it made sense. Knox and I stared at her, waiting for her to elaborate. When she didn't, I growled at her, Knox also huffed, “Do you really want me to force you to say it? What do you mean, Court her?” Vendetta sighed “It's exactly what it meant, by courting her, I mean, going out on a date with her, having fun with her, the way humans do, and most importantly, by not forcing her to do things she doesn't want to, especially sex!” she glanced my way when saying the 'sex' part.

I'd heard of wolves sinking their teeth into their mate immediately, and then I'd heard my mother fawn over how my father wooed her. I wanted Blaire to be wooed, dammit. Why was this so hard? "Don't entice me, temptress. I'm on the last leg now." She chuckled. "I'm not one for theatrics, Luther. I don't need fancy stuff, or some three-course meal. I just want you." I swallowed my need, my hands flexing and curling, flexing and curling until I couldn't take her stare. I stepped forward and curled my fingers around the nape of her neck, angling her face so that her mouth was assessable.

Thea pressed on, bent on convincing him either with manipulation or seduction. Her gaze on him softened, clouding her eyes with sudden affection leering to the man opposite her with his figure towering above her. “You have to help me.” She whispered out softly, her palm moving up to touch him by his cheek, rubbing gently on it as she kept their gaze locked and further drawing him in into her beauty. The guy’s eyes weakened, leering over the female touching his cheek and wanting the warm palm to touch more places. He could not help the desire brewing at the depth of his heart, he was slowly falling into the seduction.

Despite that, he was attractively handsome and seducingly hotter than any man I’ve ever seen. Is he…? I quickly stepped back as he took his drink. His eyes haven’t left me since I looked up at him, he didn’t utter a word just silent stares piercing through me, I felt a chill running through my skin. I lowered my gazes before its too late. I stood there for a little more because another maid didn’t come up for my replacement so I have to ask them for their refills.

"I'm a goody two shoes and I'm a prude and I like to do my homework and I absolutely definitely don't know how to be friends with all around bad boys and ..." "Well, if you don't know how to be friends with a wanton because you're a good girl—" He lays emphasis on wanton, a word I'd used randomly many days ago in his room and I visibly swallow "—then there's only one solution. Welcome to the wanton train, good girl. Hope you enjoy the ride." This is what I get for not keeping my mouth shut.

She was trying to change the topic and that made him more curious than he was before. "Nothing much, just a lifetime of wonderful experiences. I will show you how special you are to me everyday. And I will make you fall in love with me." "I am already engaged to marry you, there is no need for you to attempt to woo me." "I am not trying to woo you, I really mean it. You keep getting under my skin and you are constantly in my head. I can not rid myself of you, no matter how hard I try. You make me really angry and you also make me happy. I am not just attracted to you, yes I love your body and I fantasize about fucking you in different positions, but it is more than that. You intrigue me and

Consumed by the warm folds of me. When he withdrew again, those same lips suckled his length, as if trying to keep him in. “It’s sexy, isn’t it? How your sweet body can take it. All of it pulling in. Then trying to hold me there. Your pretty skin stretching to give us both such pleasure. Your skin,” He stroked his other hand from the base of my neck down over me. Nearly reverently. “All of you is made for a mate. Specially designed to cast out pheromones that could summon me from anywhere to return and submit to your desires, beg to cram you full of all I have to offer.”