Blissful Blinks Novels & Stories

She blinked slowly, a new emotion on her face…. Gratefulness…… Azraiel allowed himself to smile at her… “Yeah..it’s better that you are here…” The words flew out of his mouth unconsciously. As soon as she heard that, her eyes snapped to his face. Their eyes clashed, and it felt like a dream. Pure fucking bliss…! Both of them were silent for a while, just looking at each other... And then she blinked. Not just once, but she blinked multiple times quickly and licked her lips.

"Can I take off this blindfold, please?" "Yes, you can," Shadrach nodded, taking the blindfold off. Wynter adjusted her eyes to the brightness. Slowly, she removed the blindfold, and her eyes widened in awe. She was right; they were in a garden, but not the one everyone could expect. The indoor garden was a magical oasis. Strings of fairy lights hung from the ceiling, casting a warm, golden hue over the lush greenery. Each plant seemed to shimmer under the light, their leaves glistening like jewels.

She was entirely in love with the peaceful scenery. Just then, a beautiful, amber-colored butterfly fluttered down from the breeze and landed delicately on the petals of a yellow tulip. A broad, genuine smile broke across her face at the sight. Soon, Emma noticed more butterflies arriving, gracefully following their partner into the garden. She giggled softly at the beautiful little creatures.

The room seemed to hold its breath, a tense silence enveloping the laboratory. Beneath the chains that bound her, Melinda's muscles tensed, a low growl rumbling from her throat. Her hair bristled with anticipation as the first waves of the transformative power cascaded over his form. The air thickened with an electric charge, crackling with a primal energy that intertwined with the beast within her. An otherworldly symphony of growls, roars, and pained cries echoed through the chamber as Melinda's body convulsed in response to the Phantom rays.

"Eyeing hard erected and the fat member in the room, my fingers moved forward slowly towards it. Touching it briskly, I felt its form. Looking above to his face I could see him arousing with need and pleasure. His eyes were closed and dancing in pleasure while my fingers were enveloped around it with love and care. I don't knew if it's the right trick or am I doing it right. But looking at his face and twinkling and flickering under my touch reassured me. Slowly moving my hands up and down through its form, I watched him moan and his lips twist and curl with pleasure. " Ana...Fuck..You are...just so good." He whizzed. " Can't wait..Can't wait any more to make you feel it inside."

Xion’s lips parted as he questioned the lady, “You’re kidding, right? True Blessing is a myth.” Sierra glared at him and tiredly answered, “It’s not. It’s right in front of your eyes, Xion.” Gray looked up at the two people who glared at each other for the hundredth times already. “G-guys, what’s a True Blessing?” His question did work as Sierra averted her focus to the kid. Her eyes clearly showed uneasiness and complicated things that she hadn’t share.

Inch by inch until she was a dripping, moaning mess. "Oh my God, baby, you are going too fast. Fuck, fuck, please, harder..." Her voice disappeared into an assortment of guttural moans. When he took his eyes off her ass, he saw her mouth open, eyes turned almost completely white. "See how you can," he said, smiling.

"What?" "I might be blind, my sweet wife, but I can hear how shallow your breathing is," Damien murmured, his lips curving into a dangerous, lazy smile. "You're suffocating in that silk. Take it off. Change into something comfortable. Pretend I’m not even here." Avery stared at him. Her eyes darted from his relaxed posture to the pitch-black sunglasses covering his eyes. He’s blind, she reminded herself, her face flushing a deep, burning crimson. He can't see a thing. To him, the room is completely dark.

Stars blink in and out of my vision, and a tidal wave of pleasure threatens to overtake me. Trying to hold back my climax, I flip us over and lay her on her back. Amara mewls sensually and wraps her legs tightly around my waist. My hips pump in and out, creating delicious friction that makes my eyes roll to the back of my head. Amara kisses my tattoos in fascination before she locks our lips back together as she starts to undulate her hips into a faster rhythm. Then, it happens, her body stiffens and shudders. A blissful cry escapes her lips as her orgasm sweeps through her. Unable to bear it any longer, I stiffen one last time inside her heated depths as I reach my own climax. Fireworks eru

The base of his cock was slamming drastically on her entrance as his full length plunged in and out in a drastic motion. "Oh... OH! Dalian! Fuck! Alpha! Yes! Ahh!" The cry tore from her throat, long and raw, as her body convulsed around him, squeezing, milking every last drop of pleasure. A blinding white light seemed to explode behind her eyes, followed by a rush of pure, unadulterated bliss that washed over her, leaving her weak and trembling in his arms. Her muscles clenched and unclenched around him, clinging to him even as her climax began to fade, leaving behind a deep, blissful ache.