Make Me Beg Novels & Stories

It was embarrassing, but I had no time to dissect those feelings before he gave more instructions. This was where the true testament of what I was willing to do was going to be tested. And I passed with flying fucking colors. Anyone watching me would call me desperate. “Get on your knees and beg me. Beg me to tie you up on my bed and fuck you all night. Beg me to spit on your mouth, give you orgasms, and leave marks all over your body. Beg me to make you mine tonight. Beg me to be your first. Beg me to fill you up with my cum.”

he says, slick with lust. “Beg God. Beg me. Beg whoever you want, baby.” And I do. God help me—I do.

“I… I don’t have that much money right now. Give me some time. I definitely can—” “No need,” I interrupted. “I’m afraid that after spending all your money on a dress for me, you’ll have to fight street beggars for scraps.” I never missed a chance to mock and undermine Avery.

I glared at him. Austin held my gaze,completely serious."Daisy—I traded my freedom for this.I agreed to work at the Werewolf Council in exchange for choosing my own mate.If this is fraud,I scammed myself into a life sentence.If you break our bond now,I'll have no mate and a desk job for the rest of my life.Pretty tragic,right?" So that's why they'd called it his last exhibition. I poked the bruised side of his face. "Are you an idiot?"

When you come in for my consultation tomorrow, I hope that you will tell Mom, Dad, and Adrian that my condition has only worsened further and that I need to be resting in complete solidarity without any further stimulation. "If you help me with this, I will personally transfer another five million dollars to you out of pocket, on top of all the medical equipment Adrian said he'd donate to the hospital. "You're a smart person, Dr. Knight. I'm sure that you will make the right decision in this matter." That was the end of the recording. The room was so silent that one could even hear the soft ticking of the clock on the wall.

Damian said flatly, "Take us to them." They brought them to the room where I was waiting. I was pulling my hospital coat tighter, still pale. I looked up when the door opened. Damian walked in. He stopped. His eyes went wide. I met his gaze and smiled, thin and colorless. "I don't want money." "I want his life in exchange." "Or he could give me my baby back."

The clothes made it easy for me to scan through her body. I pulled my trousers down and there it was, my penis poking out fully erect. I guess it's her beauty that caused it. She covered her face as she saw my dangling fellow. I climbed the bed to get to her, "Don't touch me, get away from me, " she screamed but I still didn't care, I loved the way she struggled. It actually made me harder. I grabbed her by her legs and pulled her down. She struggled more but she can't be as powerful as I am.

I whispered, my voice shaking and almost inaudible. ​He froze inside me, stiff and taut, a silent demand for obedience. Then, as if coaxing a secret from my trembling soul, he said, Beg for it, sweetheart. Beg. ​That word burned with both humiliation and need. I hated myself for the craving that surged through me, for the vulnerability that clung to every whispered syllable. But the truth was, right now, I needed to beg not because I wanted to, but because I had no other choice. I needed him to make me come.

I'm exhausted. I want something so impure You better impress now, watching my dress now fall to the floor Crawling underneath my skin , sweet talk, with a hint of sin Begging you to take me Devil underneath your grin , sweet thing, heaven gonna hate me The sunlight floods the room, I feel hot and uncomfortable. Ethan is still between my legs, resting his head on my chest. So beautiful , and so fifty. I love this man, even if he's megalomaniacal and controlling, I love him more than I love myself.

The word beg makes her still the moment it came out of my mouth. “I...I...I." “Beg." I cut her off. “You want me to touch you so badly, then fucking beg for it," I say a little bit harshly. “I...I don't know how to." She answers while staring at me pleadingly. I chuckle darkly. “Figure it out." Taking a deep breath as if to gather courage, my mates start begging. “Nathan, please, touch me. I am aching so badly and I need you..."