La Douleur Exquise Novels & Stories

It's like something thick inside me was ripped. “Hush… I'll move gently,” I buried my nails on his back as I tried to endure the burning pain. Just like what he said, he became gentle. He moved slowly until he went faster after the pain finally vanished. The pain is gone, so here comes the joy and pleasure. “Oh, shit! Ohhhh! Ahhhh!” “Fuck, Dawn! Ahhhh! I'm coming!” “Faster! Ohhhh! Chase!”

Tremors of that rapturous groan vibrated from his teeth into my flesh. Blood gushed in again like a huge lava tide, as the beast ejaculated violently, glorious amounts of his warm semen gushed in like a broken hose, striking that sweet spot over. And I tightened up once more, my own release bursting through. Amidst our gripped moans and grunts sputtering like symphony into the hot oven of the limousine, Dorian the Vellum growled hotly into my ear. “That is a yes.” I felt the corners of my mouth curl up, and that fuzzy, wondrous feeling took over….

“I’m not like that… let me go… ugh… hmmm… it’s too fast… slow down… ummm… please slow down… haaa… ugh… hmmm… too deep… please stop… it’s too deep…” Her moans were not loud, just trembling notes slipping out of her throat disjointed at first, then more frantic. Her wetness mixed with his own slickness, letting him drive in and out with ease. Damien showed no mercy, fucking her with a madness that made it feel like her insides were being torn apart. Emma could no longer form proper words; only scattered, breathless sounds fell from her lips. She felt pain, yes, but mixed with something dangerously sweet. She didn’t understand it, only that her body was betraying her reason. Was this the truth

A sharp inhale escaped me as I clenched the sheets, my eyes shutting as a pang of pain accompanied his every thrust into my wet pussy. Yet, in the next heartbeat, the pain changed into an overwhelming wave of pleasure as he began to hit me harder. "Ahhh, Lucious, Yes!" The words burst forth from my lips as pleasure surged through me. I clung to his shoulder, my grip unyielding as he moved with a passion I had never gone through before. "Aurora, you're so incredibly beautiful, ugh!" His fervent groans resonated in the air, an emotion to the intense sensations we were both experiencing.

Kiara gasped, her body violently shaking when Zique entered her; roughly, deeply, quickly… Pleasure; it travelled through her like blood and she found herself coming at just his first thrust. She reached for the edge of the table, gripping it tightly while moaning out his name. It felt so good, the pain was definitely what set her off, she could never understand just how pain could feel so damn good.

The sensation runs between pure pain and absolute, divine pleasure. “Dante, Dante, DANTE…” I scream out his name as the orgasm flows over my body like a tsunami, washing over me. He goes wild inside me thrusting so deep and so fast he takes my breath away. I clutch at the sheets with my arms outstretched, my head between them and my ass so high in the air. My breasts squashed down on the duvet. As he thrusts, he slaps my ass, it stings but I’m loving it at the same time.

The act only became a vex and torment, instead of relaxation and pleasure. When he pulled away, he was gasping for air, groaning as the excruciating pain seemed to strike him, leaving Julieta slump on the bed, unconscious and steady, like a ragged doll, tattered and beaten. Though eaten by guilt, he couldn’t waste time staying there, as it seems the female’s scent only added to the torment. The burning sensation seeped into his bones, stabbing through his nerves with such a ferocity he can compare to having a broken bone, except this one doesn’t disappear, unlike the normal wounds that heal instantly. He shivered with each step, to the point he struggled to raise his foot.

He complained as her tight space swallowed 1/4 of his c*ck. "Ahhh!" Maxine screamed. She fluttered around his arms, catching her breaths. "N-No...! Ahhh! It's p-painful... Ahhh! Stop...!" She was experiencing pleasure beyond the limits of her body. It was so painful she felt her center was on fire, as pleas spilled from her mouth. "P-Please, please..." "I'm sorry," he groaned. "It'll be painful." Then pushed half of his manhood with a groan. "Ughhh."

He reached down and his fingers slid between them. “That. Oh my God, that.” She said. Her cry echoed sharply over the room. It was the single most exquisite pleasure and pain all in one she’d experienced in her life. The tension was so sharp, so unbearable and then finally she exploded. The room darkened around her. She blinked but everything was fuzzy. All she was aware of was Damon stroking into her and the wonderful melting sensation as she went liquid around him. He growled her name and then he gathered her in his arms, holding her so tight she couldn’t breathe. His hips jerked against her before finally he collapsed onto her, his chest heaving with exertion.

"A deadly combination." When his fangs finally pierced her flesh, it was not violence, but finesse. A burning, white pain that instantly dissolved into a crashing wave of the most mind-wrenching pleasure she'd ever known. It was a direct hit to her core, a burning, throbbing pull that synchronized itself with the rhythm of his sucking. Her head tossed back as a moan tore from her throat, feelings detonating through her, a burning, rolling inferno that saturated low in her belly, making her pussy clench around nothing. She was taken, indulged, and possessed, her body surrendering to him in a way more intimate than she ever knew.