Demon Full Moon Breathing Novels & Stories

That's when I feel something being wrapped around my middle, pain slicing through my body and something heavy being draped across my chest. When I open my eyes, I’m shocked to see the Moon Goddess has vanished and the sky around me has turned dark and there are heavy chains wrapped around my midsection to stop me from moving. Panic fills me instantly. My breath pants out of me, sweat drips down my forehead and I start fighting what feels like a losing battle with my bladder. There’s no one in front of me, no one threatening me or trying to hurt me in anyway but being chained up like this has just unlocked a whole new fear I never even knew I had. I try to calm my breathing but each time I br

I imagined him, confused, controlled, barely holding onto himself. My lips pressed into a thin line. “Or…” I murmured, eyes narrowing slightly, “do I let you breathe just enough to think you are free?” I asked, staring at the air. The idea sent a thrill through me. Let him move, let him think, and let him try. Then, my hand clenched slowly. “Break you when it matters most.” My breathing steadied as I leaned forward slightly, intensity flickering in my eyes. “The full moon is coming,” I whispered. “You need to be ready.”

I will do the stupid Hide and Go Seek in the woods. ‘Thank you. And Sugar?’ “Yeah?’ ‘Whatever happens during the ritual, don’t run and don’t fight me.’ ‘Excuse me?’ He doesn’t answer. I pace my room. The once full blood moon is starting to become a waning gibbous. I always preferred a waxing gibbous. My chest is tight and it feels as if something is trying to claw its way out. I look away from the window and instead sit on my bed and stare at the ceiling. I barely slept because of the strange feeling.

That was inappropriate! It was a gorgeous night. A full moon was shining, and you could see stars in the clear sky. We prepared the summoning ritual in the tower, the same place as before. Only back then, it was Michelle who was the spectator and Martha, the summoner. This time, Martha just watched. I was the one to draw the circle, channel my power, and summon the demon.

My voice was tight and filled with tension. "You don't have to like it," she replied. "You just have to face it." I swallowed hard and let my eyes fall shut. Her voice dropped to a whisper, each word soft and steady. "Breathe in... and out. Good. Again." I followed, grounding myself in the rhythm. My heartbeat slowed, but my chest ached. The beast in me shifted restlessly, coiling like a vine behind my ribs. "I'm going to guide you back," Reina murmured. "To the night of the full moon. Let the memory rise. Don't resist it."

“Are you ready, Circe?” “Fuck, yeah! Just breathe and allow me to come forward. Listen to the moon, and don’t fight the pull. It’ll be easier this time; the full moon will help too, as will having Liam here.” I felt the heat surge across my body as I fell onto my hands and knees. My bones snapped, and I let out a guttural cry as my blood boiled. I could feel the sweat bead over my body, and I started to pant. The tingles over my skin became fires, then I noticed the hair thickening. I opened my eyes and looked straight into comforting brown and gold orbs as Liam’s voice came across the mind-link.

She just nods and scurries from the room, the tremble in her hands don't go a miss the girl is scared and so she should be. Maddox comes in followed by Demitri “What's wrong? Dani looks terrified” I pinch the bridge of my nose “Tessa just called, Ahmet will be moving to attack on the full moon” Maddox frowns “The next full moon is in three days” I give him a look that says I already know that.

A hunter groaned and tried to rise. I turned toward him. The silver light around my body brightened. He immediately fell back. The stranger stepped in front of me. “Control your breathing.” “I don’t know how.” “Then listen to your heartbeat.” “My heartbeat?” “The Blood Moon responds to emotion. Fear makes it violent. Anger makes it destructive. If you allow it to control you, it will consume you.” I tried to calm myself. But all I could think about was my father. He was lying only a few steps away, trapped in the body of a monstrous wolf.

I staggered back, clutching my chest, vision flashing violet at the edges. Mother gasped. “Ivy…Calm down, stop and breathe.” But my breath came jagged, raw. The walls seemed to bend inward, the floor trembled under my feet. Something inside me clawed, desperate to rip free. And then, like a rope thrown to a drowning soul, Damon’s sigil lit up in my mind. That spiral curve, that deliberate breath, the grounding mark he pressed into my skin. I traced it into my palm with shaking fingers, inhaled once, twice, like he had taught me.

“We are a breeder, we need to have sex to be a breeder and produce children.” Thanatos kisses my neck, pushing me over on the bed and crawling on top of me. My eyes go all moon eyed as his giant cock is just laying hard and wet on my stomach. He kisses my neck and licks my mark, and my body starts to go into spasms. I feel mini orgasms erupting inside of me. I moan out and Thanatos starts to rub his cock against my belly. I can’t stop looking at it. It’s huge. How will that thing fit inside me? Will it get stuck? He kisses my lips and crawls off and goes back in the shower. Why does he need a second shower? He comes out with a big grin and gets dressed.