Cursed To Feel Novels & Stories

“Feel every inch claiming this cursed pussy. This womb is going to take my seed tonight. I’m going to breed you deep — pump load after load until your belly is full and the curse has no choice but to bind to new life.” The breeding words sent me spiraling. My orgasm hit like a storm — violent and all-consuming. I screamed his name, walls spasming wildly around his thick cock as pleasure ripped through every nerve. The curse amplified it, making the orgasm last longer, wave after wave until I was shaking uncontrollably in the ropes. Cassian didn’t stop. He fucked me through it, groaning as my pussy milked him. “That’s it — cum on my cock like a good cursed girl. Squeeze every drop from me.”

"That's it?" He nodded, crossing his arms loosely. "It doesn't automatically amplify your feelings or force your heart one way or another. You won't feel... obligated to me. That's a lycan curse, remember?" He chuckled under his breath, but there was no humor in it. "We're the ones who feel everything more intensely. We're the ones damned to crave what we can't have unless it's freely given." He paused, and in that stillness, I felt the pain beneath his words.

They flooded my mind like vivid flashbacks, each one a dagger to my heart. I relived the pain in her eyes as she died, her fragile body slipping away from me. The last tear that fell from her cheek still haunted me, a reminder of my failure to save her. I clutched my chest, overwhelmed by unbearable pain. "What's happening?" I whispered, my legs weakening beneath me. The ground began to spin, colors blurring together. I fell to my knees, my chest heavy with anguish. The curse was taking hold, its dark power coursing through my veins. Memories of Aurora's gentle touch and loving smile tormented me, fueling my rage. My resolve wavered, and for a moment, my thirst for revenge faltered.

My body felt like it was being torn in two as each movement brought agony, and each breath made the fire of the curse burn hotter. I kept my head down, trying to ignore the relentless ache in my muscles and the way the world flickered around me in flashes of silver. The curse had me on the edge. Umfa was awake, snarling inside me, pushing against my skin, begging to break free. I could feel her fury, feel the way she wanted to rip through everything in sight. But I held her back. I had to. I couldn’t let her take over. I couldn’t let the curse consume me. Not here. Not now.

But the silence was dangerous. I could feel the pressure, the tension building within me. The curse wasn’t simply a part of me—it was a force, a beast that clawed at my insides, waiting for the smallest slip in control to break free. It was more than just pain. When it erupted, it ravaged everything in its path. The fire inside would tear through my body, sending waves of searing heat while the cold would freeze my veins, leaving me numb and aching. But worst of all—the destruction. The curse didn’t just hurt me—it hurt anyone near me, anyone who triggered it. I couldn’t afford to lose control.

The triplets shouted my name at the same time. “Don’t you dare let go!” Axel yelled. “Ava, look at me!” I tried to open my eyes, but they rolled back on their own. My whole body trembled, and I felt like it was burning and freezing at the same time. I could feel their hearts beating too quickly “The curse is spreading. I can feel it,” Zade gritted out. Roman grunted, then pressed his forehead to my shoulder. “We can handle it. Just hold on.”

A beautiful, radiant, heartbreaking fool. For one fragile breath that felt like it might be my last, I reached out. My fingertips trembled as they approached the glass, and I could feel the curse writhing in my veins like a living thing, sensing danger, preparing to strike. But for this one moment, it seemed confused, uncertain, as though the sight of what I had been was so foreign it couldn't quite process the threat.

I don't know, I can't just feel it but you seem to burn for her so I feel those sensations only that time. My wolf wriggled inside, frustrated and lost but then he speaks up again. Have you been cursed? Like an ephemeral curse to restrain your human body to be unable to feel your mate and to keep you away from her. His assumptions caused my soul to stir with different emotions but I pushed them away and calmed my composure before taking my place in front of Royal Beta Ernie, confidently.

I had whispered. "And you offer your curse to another?" "Yes." "Then let the exchange begin." And then I felt the curse rising in me like a serpent uncoiling from bone and blood. Cold and ancient and furious. It didn't want to leave. It clawed at my ribs. Screamed in my veins. My back arched. My lips parted in an agonizing cry. Beside me, I had felt Parthe's grip tighten. "I'm here," he murmured through clenched teeth.

I felt like an unstoppable volcanic explosion, releasing all the negative emotions inside me. "Damn them! How could they do this to me?!" I cursed in a voice filled with hatred. I felt betrayed and abandoned by people I should have trusted. My negative emotions escalated, making me increasingly trapped in a cycle of anger and disappointment. I continued cursing, berating them with the harshest and cruelest words I could say. I feel like I have to let go of all these emotions, even though I know that it won't bring any good. The curses flew so fast, filling the air with suffocating negative energy.