Novel & Cerita Kny Oc Breathing Styles

I could feel my heat starting to boil out from my abdomen. “Calming breaths, Mia cara. Close your lips and inhale through your nose for a count of four. Hold your breath for a count of seven. Then exhale completely through your mouth, making a whoosh sound for a count of eight.” Alec’s calming and patient voice whispered against my ear. My eyes closed as I tried to maintain control. This would be so much easier if he wasn’t right there. If his scent wasn’t engulfing my senses, making me lightheaded. Everything about him makes concentrating on anything else impossible

ACE "Hey," I caught Miranda by her wrists, the pads of my thumbs tracing over her thrumming pulse points, "you need to breathe, baby. Take in a deep breath for me." Her sky blue eyes held my hazel ones as she inhaled deeply through her nose, chest inflating with air and round tits pressing against the bodice of her dress.

I questioned instantly, thinking I did something to trigger a panic attack. She was quiet for a moment. Her eyes weren’t focused on me as she took quick breaths. I don’t know if that’s the type of breathing she’s supposed to be doing, but I think it’s not. “Cass? It’s okay. It’s just me. It’s just dumbass Collin. Breath in with your nose, slowly let it out through your mouth. Like this.” I instructed, demonstrating the breathing technique I’ve seen one of the kids at the Boys & Girls Club do when they start to have an asthma attack.

"Sena. Shhhh. Calm down. Take deep breaths." I tried to obey, tried to slow my breathing, but the sobs kept coming. "Deep breaths," he repeated, his hand moving to my chest, feeling my racing heart. "In and out. Slowly. You're going to make yourself sick." I focused on his voice, on the steady rhythm of his breathing behind me, trying to match it. Slowly, painfully, the sobs began to subside into hiccups and shaky breaths. "Better," Kael said quietly. "Keep breathing. Just like that."

At least when he was angry, she knew what was to expect, but when he was silent, it was like the silence before the storm. ​ She obeyed, hoping submission might soften his punishment. Reluctantly, she buried her face in the crook of his neck, arms circling him, eyes squeezed shut as she tried to focus on her ragged breaths instead of the punishments her mind conjured. ​ Kabir used a backstroke with one arm while holding Ziniya close with the other. As soon as they reached the ladder, he said, “Deep breathing, Ziniya.” ​

It was so long and thick. He climbed back over me and rubbed his length against my folds, coating it with my wetness before pushing in slowly. I winced at the discomfort and Knox stopped immediately. “ Breathe for me. ” he whispered, I gripped his shoulders, my fingers digging into his hard muscles for support. He wrapped one hand around my waist to hold me steady. “ Just tell me when. ” he murmured, pecking my forehead

One breath at a time. Kael lay flat on his back, arms at his sides, eyes open. He didn’t stare at me. Didn’t try to read me. He just watched the stars through the branches above, like they might burn out if he looked away. His breath came in long, even pulls. Not tense. Not guarded. Just... steady. I listened to it until I found myself matching him. Inhale. Hold. Exhale. Our rhythm synced. Soft. Subtle. No bond. No magic. Just lungs relearning trust.

There was a rushing noise in my ears, and I felt lightheaded from the lack of oxygen. I felt a hand on my back, and it began to rub over my spine in circles. It was so startling that I had to focus on it, and that helped to drown out the whooshing in my ears just enough for me to hear Axel’s voice. “Breathe with me, Kara, come on,” Axel was saying. “Come on, you can do it. Breathe with me and follow my words. In and out. Okay? Okay, breathe in and hold, one, two, three, four, five, now exhale. Yeah, just like that, you can do it, come on. It’s okay, you’re okay. Breathe, Kara, breathe. And hold, one, two, three…”

"Deep breath. In through your nose, out through your mouth." "I can't..." "Yes, you can." His hands moved to cup her face. "Follow my breathing. In... and out. In... and out." Elara tried. Gods, she tried. But the power was still crackling through her, still demanding release. "It's not working," she gasped. "It's not..." "Then we ground you," Kieran said from behind Alaric. Before she could ask what that meant, both Kieran and Caspian were there too...Kieran pressing against her left side, Caspian against her right, sandwiching her between them.

I hate this, I hate my brain, I hate Seraphine, I hate her demon friend, and husband…. “Come on,” Kingston’s eyes widen. “Aeliana, focus.” He breathes, panic filling his eyes. “He..I—No. No. No…” I shake my head, clawing at his shirt, pleading for him to fix this mess for me. He nods, “Whatever you want baby, calm down first.” He gulps, “I’ve got you, okay?” I nod, trying to copy him. “Now breathe, you’ve got it,” he urges, taking deep breaths, schooling me in breathing like a fish out of water. “You can do it. You know how, you do this all the time.” He softly says, not losing his cool even when I choke on my own breath. He stays calm, guiding. “Come on, don’t hold it in, breathe out, now b