Neco Arc Body Pillow 소설 & 이야기

Noah's POV I woke up feeling warm and more comfortable than I ever have. I nuzzle my face into my body pillow as I slowly start to move my body. My body pillow feels so warm and comfortable, so I slowly climb all the way on it, and nuzzle into it while moving my body around to get comfortable. My pillow smells so amazing as I press my nose against it and take a deep breath in, taking in the wonderful scent. For some reason, the scent sends a warm tingling sensation down below, and I moan as I press my pelvis into my pillow.

He disappears, and a second later, he comes back with something in his hand. The bed dips as he climbs on and then drags my ass into the air, nudging open my sore thighs so my dripping pussy is exposed. Something cold presses against my core and my eyes fly wide open. “Nico?” I squeak. “It’s a monster dildo,” he tells me calmly, but I hear the edge of breathlessness in his voice from his own release. “I saw it on one of the videos you watched. It’s sixteen inches and has bumps and suckers all along it like a tentacle.”

I sit on the edge of my bed in the half-dark, thighs pressed together against the low throb that's been building since the delivery box arrived this afternoon. The new Nexus Veil headset stares back at me from its sleek black case, matte finish catching the faint blue glow from my bedside lamp. No bulky straps like the old models. This one is a slim visor with soft neural pads that mold to your temples and a thin band that wraps around the back of your skull. They say it reads your arousal metrics down to the millisecond, syncs haptic feedback straight to your nervous system.

And now that they didn’t need anything for rent, there was plenty of money between the two of us to get some extras. “Ooh, look at this!” Leann exclaimed as we walked through the store. She’d found a giant body pillow with a fuzzy cover that was super soft. And Mom and I both looked at each other. I could tell what she was thinking, and also that suddenly the wheels were turning in her mind.

He says it casually, as if logistics like international air freight are as simple as ordering a pizza. I open my mouth to argue about the cost, then close it. I’m too pleasantly shocked to ruin the moment. He guides me to the mattress, and I sink into the plush surface. Nero shrugs off his suit jacket and tosses the expensive fabric neatly onto a nearby chair before settling in beside me. He pulls a heavy fur blanket over me, tucking it securely around my legs. "Are the pillows enough? I read that pregnant women need lumbar support,” he asks, genuinely concerned.

Nico confidently declares, as Alaric swiftly scoops me up, his strong arms enveloping my waist, playfully tapping my backside, eliciting a delightful squeal from me as I instinctively squirm in his grasp, attempting to break free. "Oh, darling, this consequence is well-deserved for causing your mates such worry," Neo states, their voice laced with amusement. As we enter a room that I have never laid eyes on before, I am immediately captivated by the sight that unfolds before me. A magnificent bed, adorned with an abundance of plush, exquisite blankets and pillows, beckons me to indulge in its luxurious comfort. Overwhelmed by the desire to create a cozy nest, I express my longing by whining