A Flame Untouched

A Flame Untouched

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Excerpt!*************Please...” I panted while writhing on the bed. “I n-need... I-I need...” “Just lay back Sugar, we know exactly what you need.” Vicente smirked. Before I could say anything else, I was pulled up into a warm, solid chest. I turned around to come face to face with Dewayne. As I took in his features, he responded by immediately smashing his lips to mine. I moaned breathily, and pushed my body against his. Even though I couldn’t see him, I knew that Vicente had stepped in front of me. When they both simultaneously began sucking and marking opposite sides of my neck, my body shuddered. Dewayne used the distraction to lay me on the bed as I began to doze. “No doubt about it. You will be ours Sugar.” Vicente chuckled. “Yep.” Dewayne added. “It’s only a matter of when...” Then, I woke up. ************* Amara has a good life. Loyal friends, doting parents, and a loving big sister that would make anyone green with envy. There's just one thing that's different: She is a succubus. Well, actually so is her entire family! On her mother's side anyway... Her first heat has just begun, so she must find her mate and fast... Otherwise her hunger will get out of control (Can anyone say killing spree?!) The only thing is... She doesn't want a mate. So when she finds out that she has TWO instead of one, what's a girl to do about the raging fire inside of her? Quench it, of course!!! But when it's all said and done, will she accept her mates, Vicente and Dewayne? Or will she try to deny the soul deep attraction and need that comes with the mating bond? And what happens when the Underworld is suddenly so anxious to get their hands on her? And then there's always the psychotic ex-husband to worry about...
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She had been alone with me before but the air in the car was excruciatingly lovely. It felt like home. It was as if she was my wife and I was just driving us home after a long day. At the same time, it felt like I couldn't breathe. For fucks sake, my chest was sweating, but I loved it. I glanced at her as she was leaning her head on the window, her dark ponytail sprawled over her chest. She looked so daunting and elegant it made my heart clench. Sometimes, when I looked really hard and noticed everything I didn't get the chance to in all of the nine years I've known her before she disappeared, it made me feel like a high school boy again. That feeling of happiness when I was with her. Or even just the thought of her. Fuck. I grabbed a cigarette from out of one the cup holders and lit it up, trying to distract myself from her. I inhaled, but when I turned to look at Selene she was covering her nose with her shirt. I furrowed my brows and scowled. Did I smell? "What's wrong?" I softly asked. She glanced at me and shook her head gently, dismissing me. I clenched my jaw. When I pulled my hand up to inhale another smoke, it finally clicked. I quickly threw it out the window and turned the AC on, rolling our windows up. I felt her stare on the side of my face and gulped, trying my fucking best not to smile. "Why did you do that?" She asked me, her voice low. Almost sounding like she was whispering. I quickly shot her a glance before answering. "You have asthma." Her gaze darkened. It was so quiet I could hear her heart beating rapidly while we stared at each other. I couldn't help but want to reach up and kiss her, and hold her like she deserved. She swallowed her saliva and looked away, a smile starting to form on the corners of her lips. I chuckled, already knowing I couldn't escape her now. I wouldn't be able to. It'd be like not having oxygen. And so help me, God, if I didn't have my oxygen.

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