Felt Or Fealt นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Then, that is currently what the felt. Oh well.

I am feeling a certain someone. Close.

“What did it feel like to you?” She took a deep breath, “Like your body and mine were connected. I felt my climax building, but when your fangs broke my skin, I could feel yours too.” “Did it hurt?” I silently prayed to the goddess that it didn’t. I never wanted to hurt Felicity. She lifted her head off of my shoulder, “That was the most amazing feeling in the entire world. There is nothing that I could describe to compare it to. It was more intense than when you marked me.”

He just waited. “I can feel them,” I said. The words felt wrong in my mouth. Too heavy. “Not physically.” A breath. “But… present.” “Who,” Rex asked. I didn’t answer right away. Because I wasn’t sure. “Not all of them are the same.” That was true. Some felt sharp. Cold. Calculating. Others were distant, like stars watching. And one , One felt different. Closer and Aware. My breath hitched. Rex noticed instantly. “What.”

//Chandra Margaret// What kind of feeling is this? I feel like I'm lying in clouds whenever our lips touch. Waitt--- did my worms are now grown up? Why does it feel like my worms is now butterfly? Flying freely on my tummy. My toes feel so weak to the point I have to put my arms around his neck so I won't fall on the ground.

I frowned and slowly moved both of my hands over his skin, feeling confused as to why I could feel him and not James. Recognizing the feeling of weight, warmth and pressure is one thing, but to be able to feel the smoothness of his skin against my fingertips was a sensation I thought I was not able to experience anymore. I blushed hotly and quickly pulled my hands back with a sound of surprise as he shifted and his muscles contracted under my touch.

I felt capable. I felt seen.

“Yeah. Do you feel that though? It’s like a pulse.” He takes a deep breath and when he lets it out I smile as it blows stray strands of hair around my face. “Wow! Is it like this all the time?” “What do you feel?” “I can feel…something…flowing up into one of my feet and through my body and back down through the other foot, but it is like a pulse. Like a circuit with a pulse, but it isn’t energy or electricity, it’s more fluid. Does that even make sense?”

𝗜 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗳𝗲𝗹𝘁 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗲𝗹𝘁 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗲 𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗹𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗶𝗻 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀 𝗮 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗲 𝗮𝗴𝗼. 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝗿𝗮𝘆𝗮𝗹 𝗼𝗳 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗳𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝗻

But manageable. For once, I felt… solid. Accepted. Victorious. Not dramatically. But deeply. And that felt like everything.