Drenched For Him His growled all his dark desires in her ear, sending shivers down her spine that made her crave more. His growl ignited a deep, visceral response that only he could elicit. She would instantly start to drip with wetness and he knew it. He placed one hand firmly on her throat while the other found its way between her legs. He thrusted two fingers deep inside her to feel how wet his primal princess was for him and she was soaked. He loved how a simple growl from him is all it took for her to become drenched for him and so did she. © Seductive Poetry
Category: Primal
Forbidden Ecstasy
Forbidden Ecstasy Their lust was a forbidden fruit, stolen from the watchful eyes of society. They met in secret encounters, each stolen moment a treasure to be cherished. His hands roamed over her body, mapping out every secret desire. All her sins revealed themselves to him and he embraced them all. The taste of her lips was an elixir that intoxicated his senses. The taste of his body was a savory delicacy that was addictive to her. They reveled in the ecstasy of their forbidden lust, knowing that each night's embrace would be a memory to haunt their souls. © Seductive Poetry
Primal Surrender
Primal Surrender Under the moon's silver glow, their inhibitions melted away like mist at dawn. They shed their clothes, revealing bodies aching for release. Primal instincts surged through them as they gave themselves over to the moment. The rhythm of their breathing matched the beat of their hearts, a primal symphony that echoed the rhythmic movement of their bodies. Rough thrust, primal growls and moans, bodies crashing into one another under the soft glow of moonlight. He, the beast that savagely ravages her body and she, his willing prey that feeds him in her primal surrender. © Seductive Poetry


