Douma Full Body Novels & Stories

Dante looked at him for a long moment with the expression of a man constructing a response and then deciding it wasn't worth the energy. "Fine," he said. "Thank you," Marco said pleasantly. They looked at each other. Then Dante said "You are not having dinner in here tonight." "I may need to," Marco said. "You are walking to the dining room under your own power," Dante said. "My arm," Marco said. "Is not your legs," Dante said. "The psychological impact of the injury," Marco said, "affects the whole body." "Marco," Dante said. "Dante," Marco said.

I turned my upper body, while my legs were outstretched to either side. Damien was standing at the door, his eyes black as night. I giggled, "Really? I thought you wanted to sleep?" He said, "Zolten wouldn't leave me alone. He wants to watch you stretch." I laughed and said, "That's fine, but only watch. I really want to work out. This gym is perfect." I turned back to where I was facing forward and laid my upper body flat in front of me with my arms stretched out in front. Damien growled again. I said, "You need a cold shower?" He said, "No. it's just Zolten enjoying the sight". I said, "Okay, but I'm ready to start working out now."

Well, it’s working. A drop of water flows down his sharp jawline, leading my sight for a tour south. Damon is tall with a wide back, but he never comes off as bulky to me. Maybe it’s because he hides his huge, curvy muscles under fine, ironed suits. I wonder if he trains with his warriors in suits, too. Has anyone else ever seen his bronzed, wide pecs hugging into his eight-orderly-muscled keen waist? I knew he was hot, but I have never appreciated his body before, not mindfully. It’s now or never. When that thought comes into my mind, I realize I want the “now”, not “never”. “Never” scares me.

He says and hugs me. "You're welcome. Now hurry up and put oil on before we need to go," I say and he opens the bottle of body oil. We each rub a little bit into our chests and down our legs to make our skin look moisturised under the lights in the club. I do Cole's back and he does mine then we tidy up our lockers and go to the main room. I see our doms at their usual couch so we walk over and kneel beside our Doms respectfully. Damian puts his hand in my hair and I rest my head against his leg as I close my eyes to relax.

Dom looked at Iris with a pleasantly surprised expression that said, 'The game is on! With that, they started splashing water on each other until both of them were soaked. Their clothes stuck to their bodies and their wet hair stuck to their faces and shoulders. Dom's man-bun had loosened and made his long hair wet and stuck all around his head, giving him a smoking hot look. Water dripped down his stubble and nose as he used his hand to wipe some of the water away from his face. His white button-up had turned to a see-through and stuck sexily at his tough six-pack abs. His bulging biceps were nothing compared to a certain bulge further down than the abs. And that was because of the goddess

Dora added. “So that I can fuck Kartika till the last of our breath!” Varz added. “He has been matured now,” Arz said smiling. “Yeah, literally,” Alfi said in disgust. “Well, Doki-Doki users are weirdos. I shouldn’t have been surprised hearing his "true" motive in the first place anyway.” Alfi added. Duo's head emits purple Iru, and it runs entering Varz’s body. “AND NOW YOU CAN USE DORADUO, THE SWORD ON YOUR WAIST. I AM SURE YOUR MOTHER IS HAPPY RIGHT NOW.” Duo said.

The instant the dagger was about to sink into my skin, I twisted my body hard. The blade grazed past my shoulder, slicing open a bloody gash. "Hah, how dare you dodge!" Giovanna shouted furiously and slapped me across the face. "Hold her down!" Two of her friends increased their grip, pinning my arms flat against the floor. Another woman pulled out a cigar, lit it, and pressed it straight onto my arm. A sharp sizzling sound filled the air. The stench of burned flesh spread as my whole body convulsed in pain, cold sweat soaking through my clothes in seconds.