No Such Thing As A Painless Lesson Ao3 นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Pain and pleasure mingled as his tongue worked my nub. My lips parted and I cried out, unable to contain it. Tristan’s eyes flashed with triumph, and he pressed closer to my center, devouring me. I thrashed under him, gasping. It was painful and mind-bendingly pleasurable. I was torn apart and put back together, miss-matched and wrong but back together. I slumped against the bed, resigned, exhausted, my body throbbing with pain and the remnants of my orgasm.

he murmured against my neck. 'Easy for you to say,' I thought. He pushed all the way in, and I cried out. It hurt. It really hurt. He stayed still for a moment, letting me adjust. Then he started moving. Slowly at first. The pain was still there, but it was fading. Being replaced by something else. Pleasure. Building pleasure. He picked up the pace, thrusting deeper. Harder. My nails dug into his back. The pain was completely gone now.

This time I couldn’t stop my body from trembling from his touch, the brief determination evaporating like mist in front of the sun. I closed my eyes. “I don’t care whether you think I did good or not.” His finger started upward again. “I’m sure you don’t.” “And you were wrong.” “About what?” I glanced over my shoulder. “About me craving pain.” “Oh, I wasn’t wrong.” “Then why couldn’t I handle the pain from Damon lashings? Why did my body give in?” His fingertip reached the nape of my neck, then slowly descended downward again. “Because he wasn’t the one.

“Now.” The orgasm rips through me, violent and uncontrollable, my pussy clenching around him as I sob his name. He follows with a groan, his cock pulsing deep inside me, his cum flooding me, hot and thick. I can feel it dripping down my thighs as he pulls out, his breath ragged against my neck. “Lesson one is over,” he murmurs, stepping back. The loss of his heat makes me shiver. He buckles his belt, his eyes dark with satisfaction as he reaches up to unlock the cuffs.

“Please… f*ck me.” With a guttural groan, he pushed forward and took me in one hard stroke. Pain sliced through me. He filled me completely and I shut my eyes close, fighting the pain, squeezing his shoulders for anchorage. I cried out, a mix of shock and ecstasy, as he began to move, his hips slamming against me with a rhythmic force. There wasn't much pleasure in the act, just pain. But the sound he made with each thrust, the look of pure adoration in his eyes dulled the pain to a bearable extent.

He doesn’t want me! “It’s not that I don’t want to, little wolf … it’s only that I don’t have sex for pleasure, not in the traditional sense. I enjoy the pain,” he explains, shame and guilt swirling in his gaze. I clamp my lips together. Remembering what I read about demons, I run my fingers over his body once more before gazing into his eyes. “You like pain?” My words tremble as I speak. I knew it was a possibility, but hearing it confirmed scares me.

And I was nothing but my body There was a sharp brief pain Brief And then a sweet spasm went through me And it seemed to rise into the air No more pain Just the sweetness The incredible Oh, the My body trembled so badly, I fisted the bedsheets beneath my hands, gasping And then Aaron panting, he paused and looked at my face I closed my eyes and tilted my head deeper on the pillow, as I felt something very warm, going inside of my abdomen, "Fuck yes," Aaron growled and went deeper and filled me with his seeds I pressed him hard against me I breathe heavily and am about to close my eyes,

It was too hard hard hard. It was too fast. Please. Please stop this. It hurts. Alpha fucked me without caring about my pain, he was angry. He didn’t care if I felt good, he only cared about himself, his pleasure, and his revenge. He focused on my pain, he wanted it, possibly more than his own pleasure. He lifted a hand and brought it down on my breast. I cried as he lifted his hand and brought it down against my cheek.

Slowly, inexorably, he pushed forward. There was pain—a sharp, burning stretch that made me gasp against his mouth. He swallowed the sound, continuing his careful advance until he met resistance. Then, with one firm thrust, he broke through. I cried out, tears springing to my eyes. Adrian went still above me, allowing me time to adjust to the fullness, the intrusion. His forehead rested against mine, his breathing controlled but heavy. "Breathe," he instructed softly. "The pain will pass." I nodded, focusing on my breathing, on the sensation of being completely filled. True to his word, the sharp pain began to recede, replaced by a strange fullness that wasn't quite pleasure yet, but no long

AMANI Pain shoots through my ass and vibrates through my entire body as Bhyron continuously smacks me with his whips. I grip the sheets with trembling fingers and bury my face in the bed, trying to keep still and stop my tears from falling. Smack! Smack!! Smack!!! Each lash feels more painful than the last, but after Bhyron stops for a few seconds, I feel a tingle of arousal deep in my cunt. Pleasure builds like a slow boiling ring in the pit of my stomach and my pussy clenches in response.