{"id":266145,"date":"2026-07-19T00:01:32","date_gmt":"2026-07-18T21:01:32","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/lust-natalie-knight\/"},"modified":"2026-07-19T00:01:32","modified_gmt":"2026-07-18T21:01:32","slug":"lust-natalie-knight","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/lust-natalie-knight\/","title":{"rendered":"Lust – Natalie Knight"},"content":{"rendered":"
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I knew he wasn\u2019t asleep. My dad had mentioned his snoring once, joking about how it could wake the dead, but the room was silent except for the faint hum of the AC. Felix was awake, lying on his side, his back to me. My eyes had adjusted to the darkness, and I could see the outline of his tattoo\u2014a lone wolf, its intricate design stretching across his broad shoulders.<\/p>\n

It was mesmerizing, and I couldn\u2019t stop staring at it. I reached out without thinking, my fingers brushing lightly against the tattoo. His skin was warm, and I felt him tense under my touch. He took a deep breath, the sound low and rough, and then he let out a groan that sent a shiver down my spine.<\/p>\n

The sound was primal, almost feral, and it made my stomach twist with a sensation I\u2019d never felt before. My body reacted instantly, a throbbing heat pooling between my legs that left me breathless. \u201cWhy a wolf?\u201d I asked softly, my voice barely above a whisper. I needed to say something, anything, to break the tension that was suffocating me.<\/p>\n

Felix didn\u2019t answer right away, and for a moment, I thought he might ignore me. But then he shifted slightly, his voice low and gravelly. \u201cBecause it represents quiet strength. And a ruthless edge. Having both\u2026 it\u2019s the most beautiful thing a living soul can have.\u201d His words sent a ripple through me, and I swallowed hard, my fingers still resting lightly on his back.<\/p>\n

There was something about the way he said it\u2014like he wasn\u2019t just talking about the tattoo, but about himself. About the kind of man he was. Quiet strength. A ruthless edge. It was intoxicating, and I couldn\u2019t help but wonder if he saw those qualities in me too. The silence stretched between us, thick and heavy, and I could feel the weight of it pressing down on me. My heart was racing, my body still humming with the heat his groan had ignited.<\/p>\n

I didn\u2019t know where the courage came from, but before I could stop myself, the words spilled out of me. \u201cCan you take my virginity?\u201d The moment I said it, I regretted it. My cheeks burned, and I wanted to crawl under the covers and disappear. But at the same time, I felt a strange sense of relief, like I\u2019d finally said the thing I\u2019d been too afraid to admit, even to myself. Felix went completely still, his breathing shallow.<\/p>\n

For a long moment, he didn\u2019t say anything, and the silence was unbearable. I thought he might ignore me, or worse, laugh at me. But then he turned over, his hazel eyes locking onto mine in the dark light. There was something in his gaze\u2014 something intense, almost predatory\u2014that made my stomach flip. “Olive…” His voice was as gritty as gravel, causing a chill to run through me. “Do you even understand what you’re requesting?” I nodded, feeling a lump in my throat.<\/p>\n

“Yes.<\/p>\n

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No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. OceanofPDF.com Contents 1. Felix 2. Olive 3. Felix 4. Olive 5. Olive 6. Olive 7. Felix 8. Olive 9. Felix 10. Olive 11. Olive Epilogue~Felix More shit by Natalie OceanofPDF.com T Chapter 1 Felix he state fair was a cacophony of chaos\u2014bright lights, screaming kids, and the faint, greasy smell of funnel cakes lingering in the air.<\/p>\n

I leaned against my truck, arms crossed, watching the crowd with a detached curiosity. I wasn\u2019t there for the rides or the games. I was there for Maxwell, my best friend of over two decades and brother. He\u2019d insisted on meeting there, claiming it was the perfect place to catch up after three years apart. I wasn\u2019t convinced, but I\u2019d never been one to turn down a reunion, even if it meant enduring the sensory overload of a state fair. I pulled a cigarette from the pack in my pocket, lit it, and took a long drag, exhaling a cloud of smoke into the cool evening air.<\/p>\n

The nicotine did little to calm the restlessness that had been gnawing at me lately. Life on the road had its perks\u2014freedom, anonymity, the thrill of not knowing where I\u2019d end up next\u2014but it also left me with a hollow ache I couldn\u2019t quite shake. Maybe that\u2019s why I\u2019d agreed to this. Maybe I just needed to feel grounded, even if it was just for a few days. \u201cFelix!\u201d A familiar voice cut through the noise, and I turned to see Maxwell weaving his way through the crowd.<\/p>\n

He hadn\u2019t changed much in three years\u2014still the same broad shoulders, same easy smile, same air of a man who had life figured out. He clapped me on the shoulder, his grin wide. \u201cDamn, it\u2019s good to see you. You look like hell, though.\u201d I smirked, flicking the ash from my cigarette. \u201cThanks. You look like you\u2019ve been eating too many of those funnel cakes.\u201d Maxwell laughed, the sound hearty and genuine. \u201cCan\u2019t argue with that. Come on, let\u2019s grab a beer. Susan\u2019s around here somewhere, and Olive\u2019s off with her friend.<\/p>\n

They\u2019ll catch up later.\u201d I nodded, falling into step beside Maxwell as we made our way toward the beer tent. The mention of Olive sent a flicker of curiosity through me.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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