Bloody Fingers Book Novels & Stories

My hips continued to grind over his fingers until it was over and I was so high on the euphoria that I could barely stop moaning and groaning afterward, his fingers washing themselves in the product of their sinful expertise. I felt empty when he removed himself from me, my gaze taken away from his eyes as I fell back on the bookcase, causing more books to drop, and shifted them to his fingers that had been soaked in my come. On the sight, heat rose in my pussy again and I cared less about the consequences anymore because I needed more… but with the monster he was holding back, the one could hit that spot better than his fingers could.

Even though I still couldn’t recover, I felt my system shake when I felt him thrust his finger inside me. I was so close to his shoulder. He darkly watched my pleasured face as he pinched my sensitive nub before pushing his finger deeply. I moaned as I synchronized his finger's moves with a slow movement of my hips. He swears. His finger rubbed me faster as he crouched and caught a nipple. The erotic sound of his finger against my feminity and all his sucking made me feel hotter. "Oh!" I closed my eyes and raised my head to inhale more air. I can not take it anymore. Something inside me was building up and it's too much for me to handle. And when you finally left me, I trembled and fainted.

I flinch as my fingers glide over the painful mark and I bring myself back to reality. I look up at the clock and see first period is about to begin. I stand up from my place on the floor in front of my locker sliding my now nearly empty folder back on its shelf. I reach up and grab the mini backpack that's holding our profits for the day so far. As I'm counting the fifties and hundreds Lacey is eyeing me suspiciously. "What's up with your arm.?" She says closing her locker. Shit. She doesn't miss anything. I reach out with my good arm to hand her her share. $700. we did really well which isn't a surprise. Satisfaction guaranteed. Every time.

The wind howled violently, scratching at my throat until I felt an itch that seemed to make me want to cough. "Enough talking. Choose, or I'll let them both go." At Amber's signal, the men next to us hoisted both me and Tara up. The salty sea breeze hit me in the face, and the sharp smell of ocean water churned my stomach. However, nothing compared to the screaming in my ears. Before I could even draw a breath, Ethan had already made his choice. At that moment, everything went silent. Amber instinctively turned to look at me. My vision flickered and spots of black clouded my sight, but I did not know why.

I can't have you turning rouge on me, sailor, so be truthful". Jack moves me to a sitting posture, but I hear him scurrying away again. It is passed over, he says. "I believe she could also use some." Glass clinking can be heard, and then Jack's hand is once more around my arm. I struggle to free myself, but the needle pierces my skin, and I start to cry as a scorching sensation appears along my vein. "Gotta control your heat, little missy before you drive my friend here crazy," Brian adds

he turned and walked into the study he had just come out from, beckoning me to follow. I frowned as he dragged out the guard roughly – seems Lycidas had spoken the truth after all – treading on the blood as though it were water. When he walked back in, I heard the click of a door locking. Then he turned and smiled at me, the sort of smile that could send a shiver up one's spine. Keeping his eyes on me, he walked to a shelf, picked out a book, tore off a page and cleaned the blood on his hands. "Mabel of the Sulfur Hands, what did you come seeking in the wolf's den?"

Blood. So much blood. It soaked through my hands, warm and slick, spreading across the stone floor in a dark crimson pool. The metallic scent clawed at my lungs, thick and suffocating. My fingers trembled slightly but not from fear, but from the thrill of control, the raw intensity of holding life and death in my grip.

Tell me Ruby or I'll take my hands away. "Yes Sir, please touch my wet pussy please, make me cum!" "That's my Good girl" he replied and his fingers find her dripping wet pussy. He slowly slides one finger inside her wet pussy while rubbing her clit with the palm of his hand. "That's it, baby, Damn I feel you clenching my finger, you're so tight" He slides another finger in and scissors his fingers inside to stretch her then he fucks her deep with his fingers while she moans and grinds her clit down on his hand. "That's it Ruby, cum for me, cum all over my fingers!" Yes, I'm Cumming Sir, she says as her body tightens up and then drenched his fingers in her creamy juices. He pulls his fingers

Darius said, solemn, “they’ll break free stronger than ever. And no one—not even you—will survive.” Ava’s gaze hardened. “Then we find the book. And we make sure my heart doesn’t waver.” Ava’s voice echoed in the clearing like a vow sealed by fate. “Then we find the book. And we make sure my heart doesn’t waver.” The silver-eyed beings remained still, watching her—not with fear, not anymore, but with reverence. One of them stepped forward, the moonlight shimmering off their translucent skin. “You speak with the tongue of the vessel,” they said softly. “The book will answer only to you. But beware—many have died trying to touch it. Even gods have burned.”

I exhale loudly and make to snap the book shut but the sharp end prick my finger. With a hiss under my breath, I press my finger tightly as tiny drops of blood trickles down. The blood drops on the page and like a mystery, words begin to form, unraveling themselves. I watch with shock, my heart pounding against my ribcage at the swirling letters that aren't there before. As soon as it starts, the strokes end. I glance warily at my finger which has healed instantly and with my pulse spiking, I read the words; ‘Rare is the blood born beneath the crimson gaze of the moon,