Duke Please Stop Because It Hurts Novels & Stories

I shut my eyes tight and put my hands to my ears to stop the noise, but it echoed inside my head like that was where the noise itself was coming from. ‘Those are the lives you have condemned to a tragic end because you still curse the gods for making you who you are, instead of thanking them for making you a king.’ The voice was so close to my ears that I just wanted to reach out and tear it apart. “I never killed a soul, I have never harmed anyone. You can’t accuse me…” I heard a cry in that moment that made my heart stop, and my hands left their position by my ears, ignoring the bits of stone and sand that hovered around me.

And now, you're willing to betray that debt of gratitude just because of one woman? Though Harry felt a twinge of guilt, he couldn't take Jeffrey's fists and harsh accusations any longer. The two of them broke into a fight. I hurried to break them apart, but before I could, Ember let out another pitiful wail. "Harry, it hurts so much!" Harry stopped fighting at once. He scooped her up into his arms and rushed off without a backward glance. Jeffrey's face went cold as he turned to look at me, his eyes flashing with anger.

Letitia asked shielding her maid from the scary man's view. "I believe he would tell you himself. We should leave now if we want to enter Kerstone early." He replied instead and turned around walking ahead. "He's the Duke of Kerstone." Constance mumbled to Letitia's hearing and Mateo stopped abruptly. He sighed before he turned around to a place faced Letitia and a red faced Constance. "My lady?" He called. Letitia gulped harshly. The Duke of Kerstone? Then she was dead! "My lady?" Mateo called shaking her a little and she gasped looking up at him.

Duke Martin says sarcastically, steering Craig's emotions into the pits of wrath. "You fucker!" Tears stream down on Craig's face, and he begins to spontaneously punch the Duke's face without any fear of his life. Until Lady Genesis could no longer contain herself from standing behind and stressing out Craig, so she quickly grabs Craig's hands to stop hitting the Duke. "Why are you stopping me?!" "Craig, hitting him won't solve everything! See? This scumbag fainted from your constant punches. You might end up killing him without us knowing where our parents... Plus, we prove him guilty in the court of law." Genesis says in a begging voice.

At my age, I didn't have the strength to resist. As soon as the cold prick of a needle touched my skin, a sense of dread enveloped me. Finally, I confessed the secret I'd kept hidden for years, "Xav, I really can't donate my kidney to Queenie. I only have one. If I give it up, I'll die." The nurse's hand froze mid-motion. "What now? Should I draw the blood or not?" she asked with frustration. In the next instant, Xavier thrust the needle into my arm. A hint of mockery flashed across his face as he spat, "Harper Jenkins, you'll say anything to avoid this, won't you?

Anything! “I didn't think the worst; I saw it with my own fucking eyes. Do you expect me to be smiling and jumping when I'm with someone who can kill another person as if he were an animal?” She spat, looking at him in disbelief as tears streamed down her face. Alexa couldn't help it; she couldn't pretend to be okay with everything she found out today. Whether he was Morgan or Draco, she didn't want him in her life anymore.

He gave a slight nod as the medic wiped his brow on his sleeve and braced himself. “Allie, I don’t think—.” Duke’s comment cut off abruptly with an ear-stinging string of vehement obscenities. “Sweet Jesus that hurt.” He eyed the medic moodily, then gave a tentative shrug to his injured shoulder. “I thought you put pain killer in there.” “Is the pain worse?”

Duke frowned, and his voice was filled with ice. “What else can I do? I’m doing what a proper man does with a woman. If you have something to say, make it fast. I’m busy now!” Trent said casually, “Oh yeah, Duke, you’ve been single for so many years, so I guess you must have forgotten what this feels like. I’ll send you an address. Quickly come over. Many women with big boobs and long legs are here today…” “Shut up.” Duke coldly interrupted him.

He calls me beautiful one minute and can't look at me the next. He walks over to my back and I'm about to end this whole affair with the safe word on the tip of my tongue when he grabs my hips with rough hands and rams into my overly sensitized pussy. I scream around the belt as the pain tears me apart, saliva dribbles from the belt and onto the table as my eyes turn glassy with tears. H- hurts so much. “Fuck!” I hear him curse, his cock twitching inside me. “You didn't say anything. Why didn't you say anything, Dukes.” He probes as his cock slips out of my pussy, deflated and streaked with my blood.

Stop it, stop it, don't please, I don't want to, stop it" ... But Duke won't stop... Aftermath... The next thing I know it is later, Saturday Lunchtime and I wake up yet again on the bed and the sun is streaming though my windows but this time I'm not cold. I have a warm glow that comes from inside, not the sunlight. Duke is lying next to my bed on his mat dead to the world and he's even snoring gently. I know now that none of it was a dream and I don't care at all now, hell, even my hangover has gone ... I'm purring...