Internal Screaming Novels & Stories

I needed to release it, to scream into the void. “Fuckkkk! I hate you Juliana, you bitch! I hate you Giovanni!” I yelled, the words tearing from my throat, raw and hoarse. My voice echoed in the confined space of the backseat, a futile roar against an unyielding cage. It was a scream to no one, for no one, a desperate release of the venom that coursed through my veins. The sound died quickly, leaving only the deafening silence and the bitter taste of my own impotence.

My inner muscles were screaming, clenching around him, desperately trying to suck him even deeper. "You like the way the Shaman stretches you, don't you?" he hissed, his white hair brushing against my sweaty skin. He grabbed my hair and pulled my head back, exposing my throat as he lunged into me again. "You like being used like an animal in the dark. Your body is screaming for my throat holy cleansing seed! It’s begging to be filled by the one who can truly save your soul!"

Loud moans escape me, despite my efforts to stifle them, echoing through the room like a desperate lament. X.. Xzen, please come! It's all I can think as the discomfort becomes unbearable, my skin wickedly keeps burning with an inner fire that refuses to subside. My core throbs, aching with a deep, hollow longing that threatens to consume me. I need to be filled! I need my Alpha inside, please Xzen…help. I bite down painfully on my lip, trying to silence my cries, but they manage to escape, coming out muffled and desperate. My pale fists clench, digging into the sweat-stained sheets as I arch my back, seeking relief from this overdue torment.

The gut-wrenching scream tore through the eerie silence of the night. The nurse on night duty burst into the room, startled by the sound. Samantha was thrashing in her bed, her legs tangled in the sheets, fists clenched so tightly that her knuckles turned white. Her face was flushed red, soaked with tears as she screamed in agony, her voice raw and trembling.

I grab a pillow to bring it to my face and start hitting myself with it "God how could I be so stupid" I scream into the plush pillow

The sound seemed to emanate from the depths of their soul, carrying with it the echoes of past hurts and present struggles. As the scream reached its crescendo, it carried with it a sense of catharsis. It was a primal release, an exorcism of emotions that had festered for far too long. And with each subsequent wail, the burden grew lighter, as if the act of vocalizing their pain offered a glimmer of hope in the midst of despair.

I scream Ace tucks some of my hair behind my ears, he licks it biting it gently " Get lost in the feel Em, don't hold back ," he kisses my ears then steps away I obey him getting lost in the feel, Clay continued his sweet assault, my orgasm getting closer and closer " the pleasure is too much. " I cry. This is unlike anything I've ever felt before He curls his fingers even more,going faster " oh fuck," " let it out princess, do it for your master. Let me see that pussy squirt ," " oh fuck Clay " I scream as pleasure took over my body and I squirted all over the place

His voice was low and filthy right beside my ear. “That’s it, little sis… feel how full you are. Two thick cocks stretching your greedy cunt at the same time. You’re so fucking stretched you look obscene. Come for them, Grace. Come with both of your stepbrother’s teammates buried balls-deep inside you. Show us what a perfect shared whore you are. Scream for us.” I couldn’t hold it back any longer. “I’m coming— oh my God, I’m coming so fucking hard!” I screamed, my voice cracking and echoing loudly off the tiled walls.

my subconscious screams. “Get it together you badass sultry vixen” My inner goddess is screaming. I am a thousand shades of red, I can feel it. “What are the chances?” my two inner voices are now having a conversation without me. At this point I am going to need nicknames for them.

And circles my asshole. "Oh my god –" "Scream for me," he says against my skin. "I want to hear it echo in here." His tongue presses against my asshole – warm, wet, insistent – and I scream. The sound bounces off three mirrored walls and the steel ceiling and comes back to me amplified, surrounding me, and he groans against me and pushes his tongue inside.