Dont Touch Me Destiny Novels & Stories

And my body turned rigid from his command. Zadekiah’s warm fingers grazed my neck, tearing a sharp sting from his touch. I twitched from the pain, holding onto his arm. Zadekiah stared briefly at me as his oiled hand smeared the ointment over my neck, slowly up and down. I swallowed, my pulse spiking under his touch. My eyes started to close, arching closer for his touch, like there was a call pulling me into him. This feeling? Why was it strangely familiar?

Her sister wasn't around and she would be alone, if only I could sleep In her room, it would be dangerous to stay with her,my demons were already awake, thinking of ungodly things to do to her,I couldn't sleep,I was so restless I had to go online maybe I could clear the tension if I talk to people. Luckily reth came online as well,she couldn't sleep,maybe I should just see how she's doing,then come back after that,on getting to her room it was dark and the light emitting from the cloud at night her her look like moon goddess,I climb on her bed the distance was killing me. I leaned closer until her nose touched mine then I lost my self control I kissed her,her scent and lips were divine, whil

She was so close, choking my fingers as if she didn’t want to let me go. “Come, dirty girl,” I grunted, watching her unravel under my touch. “Come for me, Agata.” ~~ AN Ah... this is a story for another time. Thank you for reading. xx 5.4.22

Matteo’s touch was always a statement, a claim. He leaned in, his scent filling my senses. “You belong here, Betsy,” he whispered, his eyes dark and intense. “You belong with me. This is your destiny. The bond knows it.” He lowered his head, his lips brushing against mine. It was a soft, hesitant touch at first, a ghost of a kiss, testing my reaction.

With his thumb, that same thumb that she always sees him trap in his mouth, have his teeth around, he used that same thumb to release her bottom lip and traced the thumb on her wet lips slowly and sensually. Destiny gritted her teeth to control the urge to let a moan out. She was failing at showing him she's unaffected by him and she wants to stop him but seems there's some invisible force that's preventing her. Something invisible that belonged to her, lived inside her. That thing is betraying her resolve. His hands are now on her neck, traveling past her collarbone then her clothed arm. Destiny sighed, finally feeling the heat depreciate and only igniting when his hand met hers.

Destiny’s POV “Do you understand me, Destiny?” Theo growled, his mouth dangerously close to my neck. The feel of his fangs grazing my skin told me he wanted to bite me but was holding back. The thought of him biting me made me press my crotch closer, unconsciously urging him on. He stopped when I didn’t answer him. I couldn't hold back the whining that came out of my mouth at his abrupt halting. His eyes were hooded with heavy lust. “Answer me, sunshine.”

Stepping out with a towel around my waist, I head towards my walk-in and grab a pair of sweatpants and a loose t-shirt. Walking towards my door, I come face to face with Destinee; She looks up at me and I look down at her. The bond is urging me to touch her; I clench my fists at my sides. She gazes at me under her long eyelashes, her blue eyes sparkle she looks away. She walks out of her room and towards the stairs.

Destiny walked up the stairs to fetch her bag from the guestroom, leaving me with Ronan. “Look, I appreciate you looking out for Destiny, mate.” I said, trying to sound sincere. “You’ve always had my back, but let’s get one thing straight. I love that girl and she’s off limits. Are we clear?” I shoved my hands into my jeans pockets. “No more sharing. I’m done with it.”

"It is very true Princess. Now I want you to go home and at the back of the house, you will see where I grow my vegetables. I want you to dig it up and when you do you'll see some things. you'll know what to do with them. " Mother, please I want to help you" Amber cries. "I am already going to die. I feel it already. I pray Mother Celena forgives me of my sins and welcomes me into the heavens with open arms " Jarret says as she begins to cough up blood. "If you see my children one day, please give them the letters I write every year that I told you never to touch. Their names are Dorian and Adrian. Tell them I love them very much" Jarret says as she coughs more.