Demonic Breathing Novels & Stories

My heart was racing as the dragon slowly opened its mouth, making me nervous and sweaty. And release some sort of breath. While my vision began to blur rapidly because of the fog slowly covering the entire floor. As my body became lost in the fog without resistance, I became confused and nervous. Suddenly, it burned all the way through my body and not even cinders could be seen as I lost all consciousness. "How odd that a Demon would have dragon blood running through his body? Well, I always keep my word. Demon Child, may this gift help you on your journey. Another lost soul."

Leaving him with no room for breath Aah! ...oh!... more gasps filled the room as everyone wondered what demon had entered Nevena’s body. Seeing that she was not letting Michael breathe… What demon could have possessed her? For the calm and collected lady was seeing red as she tightened her grip on Michael’s throat. Michael swore that his ancestors were already preparing rituals for him to join them, for the lack of fresh air. …………………………………………………

My chest and head tighten, and I know that I am going to pass out if I don’t get air soon. I feel a presence beside me. Just as my arms and legs gave in and I started to sink, strong hands gripped my shoulders, preventing me from sinking further. ‘What are you doing? Breathe!’ Belphegor’s grip tightens. When I was having a hard time focusing, his hands flew to my cheeks, urging me to look at his frantic looking mask. ‘Focus. You can breathe. Come on. With me now.’ I see Belphegor’s chest puffing as he inhales and deflating as he exhales. He repeats the gesture, allowing me time to observe and copy the movement.

“I—I can’t—breathe—” “You can,” Damien whispered. “You’ve done it before. You’ll do it again. Follow me… okay?” He took her hands, placing them against his chest. “Match my breathing,” he said softly. “At your pace.” He inhaled deeply, slowly. Exhaled even slower. Devia tried. She failed the first time. And the second. But Damien stayed there, grounding her, not letting her retreat into the terror. He kept repeating her name—softly, gently—until she slowly started to match his rhythm.

I could feel him filling my throat, his veins bulging out from hardness. He put his hand on the back of my neck, raising my half-body while holding my hand on his dick with the other hand, choking me and blocking my oxygen. "Shhh, bunny, relax. Nothing is happening. Just breathe through your nose; I'll handle everything," Dante cooed, treating me like a sex doll. I tried to breathe through my nose, but in the half-sitting position, I couldn't understand how he expected me to do anything with his crotch like this in my mouth.

Combined with the panic and the pressure of the bindings constricting my lungs, the oxygen supply to my brain was cut off. My chest tightened painfully. My vision began to darken. Black spots danced at the edges of my sight. “Alaric… Dorian… I can’t… breathe,” I whimpered, my body going limp in Alaric’s hold. Seeing my eyes starting to roll back, Dorian’s medical instinct finally overpowered his shock. He knew if he tried to pull me again, Alaric might accidentally tear my throat out in his madness.

Rayven couldn’t breathe—he trembled under Damon’s grip. “That’s because even the devil and his demons bow to me.”

I was now beyond scared horrified by his sudden change in behavior as the atmosphere got colder if not darker and his grip around my neck got tighter and tighter. “Mhhhh! Ahhh!” It was almost as if he wasn’t even seeing me just possessed by something or a demon of some sort . I tried to tell him to stop and make him let go of me but he just tightened his grip around my neck more and more making it harder for me to breathe . I was struggling against him just thrusting and struggling to breathe when I suddenly lost all strength to fight ,my body went limp ,my mind going blank and everything went black as I took my last breath ####

I sit back in my seat and open my legs widely and take a deep breath emitting boredom. “I’m a demon.”

“Now hold it and exhale.” She remained silent. “Exhale, Nova.” Her face began to turn red. I rolled my eyes and made sure she saw it, but had to turn away as the urge to smile made my lips start twitching. Nova had always been dramatic, but Nova without her beauty sleep … whew. I could relate, and that’s the only reason why I was being nice to her about it. We were both being haunted by demons, mine were just of my own making. “Holding your breath won’t kill you, it’ll just make you pass out, which will likely bring the demon out sooner than we want.” I flicked her nose. “So, exhale.”