All Cried Out By Allure Novels & Stories

Allison felt her whole body heat up and she began to tremble under his touch, moaning with pleasure. "Kellan…" she says, almost crying because of how she feels. "Do you recognize that you are mine?" Kellan asks. "Never!" she says and Kellan starts laughing sinisterly. "You asked for it!"

Edward and Anable had made their way to the front, she looked beautiful under the limelight. Everyone heard the voice from earlier, Arielle who was so deep into frustration gently raised her head with tears in her eyes. It's been a very long time she cried genuinely. Ever since she came back it has always been for show and making Claudia and her daughter look bad infront of others, but this was not the case. Her tears flowed without her control, she had been stained in blood and so were her lips. The dress which was beautiful from earlier had stains of blood all over it. He stood up trying so much not to lose her balance and fall off. She needed to find Leo within the crowd.

Elara’s POV "Fuck yes pound my slutty cunt harder storm born fill me with your hot seed make me drip overflowing," I cried filthy climax shattering waves clenching him vice tight drawing his release hot and abundant flooding deep. His roar echoed thunderous body tensing as pulses spilled endless marking me claimed eternal our essences mingling slick in victory's heat.

she demanded, her voice shaking with fear. Baron's menacing chuckle reverberated through the darkness, his eyes gleaming with sadistic triumph. "Ah, Aurelia, you're mine now - my precious little lamb, bound to me by the shackles of your own making. You'll dance to my tune, sing to my Tetrarch's melody, and fulfill your obligations... or suffer the consequences of disobedience." Suddenly, candles flickered to life, casting eerie shadows on the walls. Aurelia saw the cold, hard stone of the room, the dark tapestries hanging on the walls, and the ominous shadows cast by the flickering candles.

Yes, she was mad at me. But her body was not, and would never be. Fuck! She was so wet. My fingers grazed her pussy, her underwear still blocking contact. She had soaked herself already. Naughty lamb. “You’re dripping for me, baby…” I coaxed into her ear. She whimpered at my words. Suddenly, Alli burst into tears, her sobs so loud they hauled me out of my senses. She broke into my arms without restraint. I allowed her to cry to her heart’s content.

She looked up at me with tear-filled eyes and said, "Please, just give it to me. It's tingling so bad. It's killing me. Sir, can you really bear to watch me burn up and die from desire?" Suddenly, she broke my grip again, grabbed my hand, and shoved it right back between her thighs.

Ariana howled in pain as one of the rogues slashed at her skull. " Ariana, Ana!, No!!!!, Please don't do this, don't die on me, Ana!!!!" She pleaded hysterically as she feels the bond between her and Ariana waver. " Lucian!!!, Lucian!!!!!" She sobbed sadly And slowly she turned back to her human and the rogues gleefully started to bite down on her . She fought and fought breathlessly, flinging her arms till they fell slumped and weak beside her. " Maybe, Lucian was right to have rejected me, maybe the moon goddess hates me, maybe my parents never wanted me from the get go"

I would close them for a fleeting moment and the world instantly tilted into the lucid, terrifying vision. Alara stood in the cold moonlight, barefoot on rough ground, her hair tangled around her shoulders. She was crying. Not quietly. Not with her usual restrained elegance. She was utterly, devastatingly breaking. Her hands were pressed protectively to her barely rounded stomach, her shoulders shaking violently as ragged, guttural sobs tore from her throat. She looked smaller somehow — fragile in a way she never was awake, the power drained from her stance. “Xavier,” she whispered, her voice a desperate, dying sound.

Until Elara was writhing against him, her body chasing the pleasure, so close to something huge and terrifying and. "Let go," Alaric commanded against her ear. "Come for us, Elara. Now." And she did. The orgasm crashed through her like a tidal wave, stealing her breath and her vision and her ability to think. She felt herself clenching around Alaric's fingers, felt her body shaking with the force of it, felt herself crying out their names... It went on forever. Or maybe just seconds. She couldn't tell. When she finally came back to herself, she was slumped against Alaric's chest, boneless and trembling, while all three of them murmured praise against her skin.

Moments later, Christian and David appeared at the door, both pausing as their eyes swept over the scene. Christian’s sharp and cold gaze met Allison’s. She instantly felt her knees weaken under the weight of his stare, but she fought hard to hold herself upright. She knew the room was full of eyes, judging her, and her only chance now was to perform the best act of her life. Forcing tears into her eyes, she wiped at her face, lowering her voice into something soft and pitiful. “I didn’t mean to frighten her...” Allison’s voice cracked, letting out a small sob. “I was wrong, I admit it. I’ve been so blind... so selfish. I never realized how much I hurt Claire.”