Blissful Blinks Novels & Stories

There was a rightness to the world when he was in her. Bliss rose on shaky knees. "Christ." He groaned. "Bliss." She kissed his cheek. "My name is Bliss." "I'll remember that." Little sparks of light were going off behind his eyelids. She rose and fell, her breasts rubbing against his chest. He dropped back to the bed, giving her free rein to move as she liked. Her hands found his chest again, and her nails dug in. Travis lifted his hips, moving in time with her.

But something in her head had just reminded her that he did come as promised, it was just too time. She couldn't keep the long pleasure-inducing burning eyes contact, so she lowered her gaze in a way that birthed a soft blink, and it went a long way, melting Aaron and causing his dick to jerk up, in his trouser, his heart raising a bit, from how her soft blink could bring to him this much pleasure. He raised her hands up, so her gaze doesn't fall off on his already erect dick. “You look extremely beautiful.” his voice came out barely above a whisper and it ignite the burning pleasure that was revamping in her.

Her vision blurred, the world fading away as she was consumed by the sensation. “Mmmnnnn–” Gasps escaped her lips, ragged and uneven. She closed her eyes, the pleasure so intense it was almost blinding. The rhythmic dance of his tongue within her, the teasing caress of his finger against her clitoris, was driving her wild. She felt herself nearing the edge, a precipice of pure bliss. Isla's body convulsed, a wave of ecstasy washing over her, leaving her weak and trembling. She clung to him, her body still vibrating from the aftershocks. He held her close, his lips brushing against her hair, whispering words of comfort against her skin.

Using her Alpha aura and with the help of her gammas, delta, and beta, along with Anna and Avery, they were at the ready to replace blindfolds. “SHIFT!” Denice’s voice boomed with her Alpha command. Each pack member shifted at the same time and they went around checking blindfolds and ensuring that they were secure. ‘Beta group good.’ ‘Delta group secured.’ ‘Gamma group secured.’ ‘Locked and loaded, sis.’ ‘Nanna, you’re up next.’

" I try to concentrate and see a Blaze figure in my head. I try to find out what Blaze sees right now...where his whereabouts...and what is how condition. I closed my eyes and concentrate harder...what I See .. is the same as what Blaze see .... And Blaze is seeing.. 'What the F.....!'

My reasoning is because I was focusing on finishing off high school, had to deal with graduation and family matters, and most of all I was unmotivated and I have been. Yes, I know it sounds like an excuse but I'd rather write Blinded when I'm motivated rather than write crappy chapters that I don't enjoy writing. So for the month of June, I'm going to take a break from writing, find some sort of motivation, and overall figure out what direction I want Blinded to go. So for right now, it is a goodbye unit next month. Sorry for the delay. -L.N.F

It’s almost too much to process, a blur of sensations blurring the edges of reality, leaving me in a haze of bliss. Blake shifts, positioning himself in front of me, his cock already close to my lips. I tilt my head up instinctively, mouth parting just as he slides inside, his thrusts slow and gentle. I suck against him, relishing the steady rhythm, the feel of Demitri and Lucas moving in perfect tandem inside me. I’m so overwhelmed that every sound I make, every moan and whimper, spills out around Blake’s cock, muffled but desperate.

The forest felt… balanced. Too balanced. Like a painting where every detail was placed on purpose. Kairos studied our faces. “Nobody blink alone,” he said. We locked eyes in a rough square. Silas swallowed. “I hate this part.” “Stay with the rhythm,” I said. “Count again.” “One.” “Two.” “Three.” “Four.” A blink hit. Not mine. The world twitched. Just a tiny hitch in motion. But I felt it slide through us like a needle.

What a view! However, turning around, I see Blaze in a deep slumber with his long sooty eyelashes casting a shadow over his chiseled cheekbones. As soon as I see this, a sigh of admiration leaves my lips. I slump down on the plush pillow, looking at him with my wide dreamy eyes. As if sensing my gaze, his eyes blink open and I find myself entranced by his compelling Egyptian blue eyes. He smiles his gorgeous dimple-kissed smile and I almost melt into a damn puddle.

“What did you think?” “Nothing,” I shook my head. Clyde's chair was positioned opposite mine and his eyes kept alternating from my face to my chest, making me feel quite uncomfortable. “Why are you staring at me?” I asked, making eye contact with him. “You're very beautiful, my dear.” He smiled. “Just enjoying the lovely view. I could stare at them all day and not get bored.” “Clyde!” I whisper yelled in a warning tone. I made a mental note of never wearing V-necks around him. “You sick pervert!”