Fall On Your Knees Book Novels & Stories

She was so astonished that she threw the book and let it fall to the floor. Apparently, someone was in the library before Poppy arrived. She was very reckless because she did not pay great attention to his surroundings. The person was behind Poppy's bookcase and turned around to approach her when he saw her. “I didn't mishear you,” He murmured as he knelt down to get the book that had fallen in front of Poppy's feet. With wrinkled brows, he read the title on the book's cover, expressing a moment of perplexity, then handed it to Poppy, who remained mute with a pale expression. “Are you not ready to get pregnant?”

On your knees. Jason's mind raced. He knew Coach's punishments were brutal, but this? The word 'knees' hung in the air, and a chill ran down his spine. The team shifted, smirks creeping onto their faces. No one moved to stop it; they lived for Coach's commands. Jason's legs buckled under the weight of those eyes, and he dropped, the cold floor biting into his kneecaps through his thin pants.

Her legs seemed to just give up on holding her weight anymore because she sank straight down toward the floor. Her knees hit the carpet hard. I followed her down without thinking about it... without hesitating even for a second. My knees crashed onto the floor beside hers. The impact shot pain up through my legs but I didn't give a damn about it because Harper was falling apart right in front of me. That's all I could focus on.

she said defeatedly while Jules quited down. "Falling game is a couple game. You need to actt like a real couple. Where a man chooses his partner among the participants, only days are given in the game. There are activities and attendance. There is a punishment for those who are not active or caynt follow the rules. The price is high but that game is very dangerous. They give letters to the people they choose to participate in ", she explains almost whispering to me. "I think they started giving the letters yesterday in the lockers", Jules inserts.

My nipples throbbed, painfully erect and exposed, and I barely resisted the urge to cover myself. Ryker didn’t speak. He didn’t even move to reach me. He just watched me like he was waiting to devour me. Then his next command came. “On your knees.” I stared. “What?” “On. Your. Knees.” I didn’t understand. But I obeyed. I dropped slowly, the cold floor biting against my bare skin. My knees met the ground, and the cold climbed up my bones, seeping into me. My breath came out in soft pants now.

I try to straighten myself. My arms feel heavy. My fingers tremble. Something is wrong. Very wrong. I reach toward the bed. My knees buckle. I catch myself against the mattress. My breathing becomes uneven. 'What's happening to me?' My voice sounds weak. I try to move toward the door. One step. Then another. My legs suddenly give way. I fall to the floor. Pain shoots through my knees, but I barely notice it. Panic begins to rise inside me. I try to push myself up.

“On your knees.” I fell to my knees and crawled towards him, feeling completely exposed. His intense gaze followed me the entire way. When I finally reached his feet, I hesitated, my heart racing. “You must be hungry,” he said. I wasn’t expecting that. I thought he would hurt me more. “Doll.” “Take this.” He threw a piece of bread on the floor in front of me. I reached for it, but his voice stopped me. “What are you trying to do?” he asked.

He takes her other hand, placing it on his shoulder, his own fingers settling gently at her waist. She doesn't know the traditional steps. I can tell by the way her shoulders hitch on the first turn, her foot catching slightly on the edge of a floorboard. But instead of letting the mistake linger, Thane intentionally stumbles over his own feet, throwing his head back with an exaggerated wince that makes Sloane burst into genuine, ringing laughter. The sound hits me like a physical blow.

LEVI'S POV. The taste of her lips lingers on mine from our kiss earlier, as they trembled from the force of her orgasm, her body taut, lax, made for my taking. She looks at me with hooded eyes, masked by her pleasure, and it is in that moment that it becomes even clearer- she is mine. "On your knees," I order again, repeating my words from earlier. She nods, falling to her knees like she is about to pray to me, her eyes set straight on mine, unmoving, unshaking as she waits for my next move.

' His velvety voice wrapped itself around my brain as I gazed hypnotically into those wildly twirling orbs, and the fight drained out of me. I knew he was winning. My resistance was oozing out of me so fast that I could barely stand as he stood over me, the lust in his eyes making them look more beautiful than ever. 'That's right, baby girl, get on your knees. I need that pouty little mouth around my cock.' I tried to lock my knees. I wasn't going to kneel before this evil Fallen Angel, but his power was too great for me alone. Against my will, my knees buckled, and I sank to the floor.