Geto Swallowing Curse Novels & Stories

“Yes, and the oozing fluids are part of cleaning out his immune system. I think Drago is going to be fine. I have a suspicion that the poison is limiting and part of the curse that covers the whole wasteland; maybe the water you drank is too, however, I suggest you vomit, Aris said, and I got up to do so. I couldn't throw up anything, and I cursed between my teeth. “I can't throw up,” I said harshly. “Whoever cursed this place didn't want anyone to be able to take advantage of the site's living magic and limited all types of arcane or elemental magics to prevent the site from being corrupted. Possibly that very thing limits you from being able to vomit properly.” “I'm sorry to say, but the g

Face pale and dirty mouth wide open. Selene took one step back. The elders looked scared. Ethan stood up and rolled his shoulders, then looked at his hands. Then his face changed. Pain hit him hard and he dropped to one knee. Luca grabbed his side and bent over. Dante let go of me and staggered. Eli fell flat on his back. What’s going on? Then I felt it rush into them. The curse. The curse was black, heavy and hungry. It didn’t leave Ethan.

Evan squeezed harder, making Carmen cough. "Die!" "Do you really want me dead? Don't you want to know where Lyra's head is?" Carmen used the last of her strength to say this. Evan froze for a moment before slowly releasing his grip. After a while, Carmen got up and opened the fridge. There were two glass jars inside with my head and kidney both soaking in formaldehyde.

But her next words shocked eveey soul present their, " I curse u ,Elis Rosewood .I ,the rejected mate of Dian ' Julie Adams ' curses you. You would suffer the same wound as mine. You would never be able to love , your mate. As I never got , mine . Only because of u and ur acts. " And she fainted causing pin drop silence in whole palace. The cry of werewolves were heard indicating the dark phase arrival. Elis , who listened every thing , took a step back . Never had she thought , she would be punished for the mistake ,she never did.

Garo snapped his fingers, and immediately, dark clouds gathered in the sky. Ordinary witch doctors relied on blood sacrifices and rituals to invoke their powers. Each curse required a significant setup time. But with the Venomsteel Plate, Garo could cast curses anytime, anywhere, at will! His swollen face twisted into a sinister grin as he screamed, "Go to hell!" This was the first time someone had slapped him away in such a manner. The blow had enraged him thoroughly. He was determined to tear the limbs off this young upstart with his witchcraft! This sudden transformation caused both participants and spectators to recoil in fear.

When we reached the massive stone reservoir, my breath caught in my throat. The pristine, crystal-clear glacial water filtering down from the peaks was no longer liquid. A thick, viscous black sludge was creeping through the channels. The moment the sludge touched the stone banks, the moss died, and the water itself crystallized, crackling softly as it transformed into a foul, toxic stream of pure, smoking ash. The curse had struck our lifeblood. Starvation and dehydration were no longer a distant threat—they were looming over the North within the hour.

"If you make me cum without telling me, I'm going to punish you again, and you're not going to enjoy it like you did today." Hearing his threat, I did as he asked. "Cum for me, Reis... cum on my tongue. I want to taste it," I told him. "Fuck," he cursed, throwing his head back. And he was coming, right on my tongue. He gripped my head, keeping me still until he released every drop of his seed onto my tongue before letting me go. "Swallow it," he ordered. I knew I wanted to taste it before, but it was too much. I forced myself to swallow it because he was watching me.

I feel someone kneel in front of me again, the air shifting against my wet lips, and then fingers trace my chin. They don’t pull me forward. They don’t guide me, they just wait. I hold perfectly still, tongue pressed to the roof of my mouth, cum thick and heavy in my mouth and sliding down my throat, because I know what Theo said. I’m not allowed to swallow, no matter how full my mouth is. And I am full. My jaw is stretched open around it, my chin slick, my tongue half-numb. The taste is everywhere, sweet and bitter, sharp with salt, and still I don’t move.

Emotional wreckage Sofia gone, Dante fading, Rocco’s roar the last sound. The river swallowed us. But in the depths, a new alert pinged on my submerged burner: “Failsafe activated. Swarm 2.0 online. Heir required.” The curse wasn’t over. It had just begun.

He licked and sucked with raw hunger — tongue circling my swollen clit, then thrusting inside me, tasting every drop of my arousal. The curse made every lap feel like pure lightning. My thighs shook around his head as I stroked him with trembling fingers, matching the rhythm of his tongue. “So fucking sweet,” he growled against my pussy, the vibrations making me moan louder. “Your cunt is dripping down my throat. The curse loves this — it wants us addicted to each other’s skin.” He sucked my clit hard while two fingers pushed deep inside me, curling against that perfect spot. Pleasure coiled viciously tight in my belly. I was so close already, stroking his cock faster, feeling it throb hot a