Give Yourself Goosebumps Books Novels & Stories

My fingers trembled and I felt goosebumps rise on my skin. I was still standing by the window so I walked away from it and took a seat on the bed as I gauged my bodily reactions. Rs side in temperature, goosebumps, trembling and a surge of so much energy. But it wasn't coming from deep within me. It was coming from somewhere else. It was coming from somewhere else. Somewhere far away. Was this what Dad had said about the portal opening? Was it calling me? It definitely was because I could feel my body gravitate towards my window.

I knew there was no way I was getting any sleep tonight. After a few minutes, my dad slowly moved his hand. Softly, he traced it to my hip, tracing his fingers down my thigh, then back to my hip. I think he was curious if I had clothing on. The movement of his hand gave me chills, causing my body to get goosebumps. I believe Dad realized he caused the goosebumps because he continued this movement repeatedly. My heart rate was through the roof, my brain was spinning, and my pussy was getting wetter with every touch. I was attempting to stay as still as possible to not scare my dad off from what he was doing to me. He was making me feel incredibly lustful, unlike anything I had ever felt befor

He squeezed my elbows, not too hard, as he whispered over my ears. I felt his breath, warm yet fresh, on my skin. Goosebumps rose on my neck where his breath touched, and some hairs stood on end due to the sudden rush of excitement. Damn. I shouldn't be feeling like this. Ignoring the hair-raising sensation, I groaned in displeasure. "Move away from me—"

“You don’t want to test my patience. I have every right to deal with you however I please, and trust me, you won’t like the outcome.” I tried to pull away, but his grip around my arm only tightened, and goosebumps appeared all over my body. No, these goosebumps didn't come as a result of fear; they came from something else entirely. There was a strange warmth that spread through me where his skin touched mine, and I hated myself for the way my body reacted. I felt like slapping myself countless times. How will my body react that way to the touch of this beast? “Let go of me,” I struggled and spat in his face.

Goosebumps rose along my arms and I shivered as I read the title. My fingers were tracing the gold letters on the cover when I heard the door of the library open up and a voice. “What are you doing here?”

“Don’t you dare think about it.” Goosebumps exploded on my arms, and I instantly rubbed them, like that would stop the creepy chill crawling all over me. "Can’t sleep?”

And the air shifts as though someone just walked into the room. Like the loom itself is holding its breath, watching me eagerly. Goosebumps crawl along my spine. It’s not drive by fear, but comes from something that feels an awful lot like pleasure. And when I whisper, “I’m listening,” this time, they don’t just answer. They purr.

Like it’s struggling to contain all the new, foreign, yet familiar energy simmering beneath it. My breathes come fast and my skin prickles with goosebumps, even though the room is warm. My whole body aches, not from pain, but from want. I squeeze my thighs together uselessly with a whimper. Then the scent hits me. My bonds. My mates.

“Hey… about what you saw earlier.” She jumped, clutching the book to her chest. “I—I didn’t see anything. I swear. I won’t tell anyone.” I smiled softly and stepped even closer, backing her gently against the shelves. “Relax. Professor Harlan and I… we have an understanding. But I saw how you looked at us. You didn’t run away because you were scared. You ran because it turned you on, didn’t it?” Her cheeks burned brighter. She shook her head quickly. “No… that’s not… I’m not—”

The moment the shock of the situation wore off, my eyes widened as I felt the familiar feeling I hadn’t experienced in so long. Explosive, pleasurable tingles lit my body ablaze wherever our skin made contact. It was like an orchestra of fireworks being set off all at once, sending shivers down my spine and covering my skin in goosebumps. The feeling was much more intense now that I was shirtless and had my mate wrapped in my embrace. Her little body trembled in my arms, a desperate whimper escaping her mouth. She tried wiggling out of my grasp, but I tightened my hold on her. I was too afraid to let her go.