Amour Douloureux Novels & Stories

He didn't need to be slow , as he had already claimed Arabelle a long time ago , never did he carve anything as much as her touch . " Spread your legs for me love " he demanded as she did he latched his mouth on her pussy , Arabelle moaned as he pleasured her , a whimpered left her mouth as her entered her without any warning but she arched back making her breasts jiggle and meet his chest . He sucked her pink round nipples occasionally biting them making her moan his name .

The wounds were slightly severe, sucking up his energy, he stumbled a few steps, trying to track down the place where Eryx was. An hour passed, and the pain threatened to overwhelm him. But Braylon pressed on, driven by sheer willpower and the desperation to see Eryx and hug him tightly, believing the mere hug could ease his fucking pain. Occasionally, Checking the GPS of Eryx in the low network coverage area, Braylon made his way through the eerie trees, making his way to his love. When the male caught sight of his love, stumbling while reaching them, he accelerated the car, nearing him. Eryx stomped out of the car and engulfed the wounded person in his embrace.

Doctor : I would suggest be a little soft on her. Rowan was confused,“ what do you mean? " He asked for clearance. Doctor : you know you were too harsh on her during sex. So, she bleeds. I don't know how she is enduring this pain, but be careful next time. Rowan remembers that, in his drunk state, how he pounced on her. He felt bad. ROWAN : so, what should I do? Doctor : take this prescription and asked her to apply these creams and take these pills.

He slammed his whole length into her, prompting a scream to escape her lips. She felt a searing pain, as if something inside her was tearing. Her blood dripped down her legs, and she closed her eyes tightly as tears crept out. Aurelio pulled out slowly and then thrust back into her with full force. He attempted to slow down, but his sensation consumed him. She felt a sharp pain, as she started wailing in pain. "Ahh...stop... sir...you are hurting me...p... please... I'm hurting"

My breath quickened, my lips parting as I moaned softly into his mouth, still tangled in the wet, hungry kiss. Without even thinking, my hips started shifting, seeking relief. I felt a familiar wetness spreading in my panties, the fabric clinging to me as the heat between my legs grew unbearable. The pressure there was overwhelming, and I couldn’t stop the desperate, aching need that consumed me. He must have sensed it, the way my body pressed closer to his, the way I trembled against him. His hand slid from my own, travelled around to grip the fullness of my ass, and he slid his fingers down between my ass, grazing over the soaked fabric of my panties.

she mumbled with her mouth full. Gian nodded confidently. “I know.” After finishing the toast, Aurelia leaned back against the headboard and drank the milk with both hands like a child. “By the way…” she said softly, “my body feels a little sore…” Gian moved closer. His eyes traced from her neck down to her shoulder, where several marks of affection remained. He asked quietly, “Does it hurt?” Aurelia nodded shyly. Gian smiled. He stood up, picked up a towel, and said gently, “Come on. I’ll help you take a bath.”

He went back to her breast to distract her from the pain, whispering endearing’s to her, in time she was writhing against him, trying to ease the ache between her legs, he chuckled. “go easy on me, love I know what you need”. And with that he plunged into her, going at a pace that was convenient for them…. In …… out… in ….out …. In…. out again. She was seeing stars, all coherent thoughts flew from her head she couldn’t manage a single thought, except the wonderful things he was doing to her body, he played her like a violin in the hands of a master musician and her body was dancing to his ministrations. For Lucien it wasn’t enough, he needed to go deeper, to mark her, claim her, posses her,

Lucas once again checked her pulse, it was weak and he knows that her body will soon give up. Lucas put his hands over Selene’s forehead, he closed his eyes and mustered all his powers. “Sanare Dolorem!” he yelled, with so much power driven by agony. His hands felt hot and painful like a thousand needles being punctured on his skin. It beamed in rays of blinding lights that enlightened the whole Domus Malum. A prolonged silence took over as the light slowly faded away, crawling back to his hands. Lucas fell down, he felt his head throbbed in pain as he groaned from the burning feeling on his hands. He used all his strength, fearing that it would not be enough to save Selene.

Dense waves of pain surged through him, hundreds and thousands of times more agonizing than his own severe injuries or shattered meridians. He slowly turned around, his dark eyes gazing deeply at Amelia. Pain, cherishing, and countless other emotions churned in his eyes, so intense they could not be dissolved. Without saying a word, Carl gently drew her into his arms. His movements were so careful it was as if he were holding the most precious and fragile treasure in the world. His arms gradually tightened, holding her close against his chest. He rested his chin on the crown of her head and took a deep breath, inhaling the unique fragrance of her hair mixed with a faint floral scent—steady a

Damascus's gaze turned sympathetic as he knew it was going to hurt her, but she needed to get through her first shift. "Ah," Amara yelled. A sharp pain pierced through her ribs. It had her doubling over and gasping for air. Her anger at Damascus was momentarily forgotten as she tried to breathe through the pain. But then another hit and another, soon all of her bones and muscles felt as if they were on fire. Trying to rip through her body and leave her a mess on the training field. "I am sorry," Damascus said gently as he stroked her back. He tried to whisper words of endearment. Amara was too focused on the pain to tell him to shut up.