My Love Is As A Fever Longing Still Novels & Stories

“Stay with me. Feel my hands. Feel me breathing. I’m right here.” He gasped, fingers clawing at my arm, nails digging in hard enough to draw blood. His skin burned hot under my palms, feverish and trembling. “Kael… it’s tearing… the cold… it’s everywhere inside. Like ice needles in my veins. Draven… he’s so loud now. Whispering he loves me. That the baby will be safe with him. It feels… warm and soft… like sinking into honey. Like the pain would stop if I just… went.”

“Why did you taste me if you were just going to throw me away? I gave you everything… my first orgasm, my heart, my soul… and you called it stupid feelings.” The cold water mixed with my hot tears. “I hate how much I still want you,” I whispered, voice cracking. “Even after you insulted me. Even after you said I’m your uncle’s daughter like that makes me dirty. I still want you, Tristan. I still need you.” My vision started blurring. The fever was getting worse. My head felt too heavy. Everything was spinning slowly, like I was underwater. I hugged my knees tighter. “You’re so cruel… You licked my fingers like you were starving for me and then told me to forget. Who does that? Why are you pl

I pulled back, my stubble coated with her juices. “I want to feel you cum on my cock." I crawled up her body, positioning myself between her thighs. The tip of my cock tip brushed against her wet folds, but I didn't push in yet. I just hovered there, letting her feel me, letting the anticipation build. "Look at me," I said. She did. "I love you, Yas. I love you so much it scares me. And I am going to spend the rest of my life proving to you that I deserve you."

My fingers slid across the keys, carefully pressing down on the right ones, creating music instantly. Automatically, a smile burst out on my lips as I felt the vibrations and tones circle me. The words formed on my tongue before I could stop them, accompanying the tones: “Can you feel the love tonight,” I almost whispered, not wanting to be loud, but not able to be quiet either. “It is where we are. It’s enough for this wide-eyed wanderer that we got this far.”

I’m sobbing, but it’s not loud, just this soft, broken sound that I don’t want anyone to hear, because I’m supposed to be stronger than this, supposed to be over him. All I knew was that lying there listening to him breathe, feeling the heat radiating off his feverish skin, I was in serious trouble. Because despite everything he’d put me through, I was pretty sure I still loved him too.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

“Not by the curse. By choice. By love.” Love. The same love my sisters despised. The same love that made me vulnerable. The same love the goddess was trying to punish. My chest ached. Lucas’s breath hitched again, shallow and ragged. “No,” I whispered. “Stay with me.” I kissed his knuckles, feeling how cold they’d become. My tears dripped onto his skin and vanished into the heat of his fever. A faint noise came from the hallway. Muffled footsteps. Low voices. Then a soft knock.

#song Craig Lucas - Hearts Exposed Aaron I haven't felt like this in a long time. I had lost all hope in love; the kind of life that ignites your soul with passion , fire, and flame . Being together with Lexi without any interruptions, has been like heaven . Strangely enough it feels so totally new. I am falling in love again and this time it's different. We both speak the same love language; she is responsive, doesn't bite my head off and we are both very giving.

Love Love ~.............................~

He concludes and in a matter of seconds slides of the bed and leaves through the door. I rest my hand on my heart that beats like a beast caged within my ribs. What is this fever?

My throat aches from screaming. And all I can think is: This isn’t love, it is prison. #####################