Memekku Sakit Novels & Stories

S. "What?! Are you serious?! Hindi nga?" Nanlaki ang mga mata ko sa narinig at bigla ay nahirapan huminga. Umawang ang labi ko at nanginginig ang mga kamay ng natakpan iyon. Patuloy na sinasaksak ang dibdib ko sa sakit at sa gulat. "Totoo. Matagal na yang usap usapan. Ngayon mo lang nalaman?"

She screamed. I was about to fire back when I feel my shorts getting wet. I looked down and saw a water. “Oh, gosh. This is embarassing...” I whispered. How could I peed myself?! Not in front of Anita, she’s gonna teased me! I stood up. “E-excuse me. I f*cking peed myself.” I said and immediately walk awat. I suddenly felt a pain in my lower abdome and try to walk but my stomach aches harder.

I forgot about the war, the pack, and the mess I had made of my life. "That feels so fucking good, Kyla..." I let out, my voice sounding rough and lazy in the quiet room. The second the name left my mouth, the world exploded. CRUNCH. "FUCK!" I jolted fully awake with a roar of pure agony. I didn't just wake up, I launched myself off the bed. Pain like I had never felt before radiated from my groin, shooting up into my stomach and making my vision go white. I hit the hardwood floor hard, tangled in the expensive sheets and my own frustration. I sucked in a harsh, whistling breath through my teeth, clutching myself as I curled into a ball.

I remember only the kiss and pleasure until I felt pain down there. " Ahhh " I cried in pain pulling my head back and tick tears of pain flowing by my side eyes in my hair, the sweat of pain over my forehead is the evidence that I am struggling to be in my sense, so that, I won't hit him or do something which I shouldn't.

(A/N-According to him it was love). Sehreyar opened his eyes and found that Meher is crying. She is back facing him. He became worried about her. " Love, are you ok? Sehreyar asked touching Meher's shoulder and shaking her gently. Meher jerked off his hand and replied with her trembling voice," Don't touch me." Saying that she tried to stand up wrapping the bed sheet around her naked body but hissed in pain. Her vagina is sore because of Sehreyar's rough sex last night. Her lower region is paining like hell.

"Oh, fuck," Ryker rasped, his voice a low, raw rumble in his chest as I shuddered against him. He stretched me painfully, but it wasn't the kind of pain you feel every day. This was a deep, searing ache that went beyond my muscles, a sweet torment that made my breath catch in my throat.

Just like that. "Shit!" I cussed out loud‚ my voice sharp and panicked. I tried to jump off the bed‚ but a sharp pain shot through my leg‚ making me gasp in agony. It felt like fire burning up my thigh‚ right where he had held me so tightly. My whole lower body ached‚ sore and tender from everything we had done. Tears burned in my eyes again‚ not from pleasure this time‚ but from the mess I had made of my life.

My dick twitches painfully in my underwear. Fuck, I’m so hard right now. Macy notices my discomfort. “Are you alright?” she asks, concerned. “No, I’m not,” I reply honestly, locking eyes with her. “Why not?” “It’s because of you, Macy. You’re the reason I’m in pain.” “Me?” “Yes. So, what are you going to do about it?” Her eyes widen as I smirk. “Let’s finish eating. Maybe later, you can help me with my pain,” I tease.

"Darn it! Hudson, it hurts. We've done it before, so why does it still hurt?” I felt a surge of frustration, observing the pain etched on Aceia's face as she struggled during urination. A solitary tear traced a path down her cheek. "What's happening to my wife?" I wondered aloud, perplexed by her discomfort. She had a point—we'd been through this before, so why the sudden pain? Crap! Swiftly, I attempted to remedy the situation. "I'm sorry. I had no idea it hurts when you pee." "Hey! Screw you! We're not doing this again!" Aceia retorted, a snort accompanying her words.

It read: "Go grocery shopping for unavailable items in the house. I'll deal with you if these items are not home by the time I get back from work" I sighed and searched for money or a credit card on the table. But she didn't leave any for me. How am I supposed to pay for these items? I screamed and walked away to my room feeling broken. I looked at the makeup items lying on my sofa. I started applying the foundation and at the same time, releasing a tear. Do you even understand my pain? I mean this is not a life!!! Yes, the scar was gone and that alone made me smile. I went on to apply nude lipstick since it matched my skin color. I had a caramel complexion but, on my back, it was a blend of