No Such Thing As A Painless Lesson Ao3 Mga Nobela at Kwento

He hurt me. When he stripped down and stood before me, the size of his cock shocked me. I didn't have much experience with sizes, but it wasn't hard to see that Killian O'Hara was huge, and I knew when he put it in me, it was going to hurt. He had warned me it would hurt a little, even my new friends Stacey and Julianne had told me that, so I was expecting a little pain. I could not help being tense. I wanted to give Killian the pleasure he deserved. He had been so kind and gentle towards me, but the pain was unbearable, and I froze up as he pushed deeper inside me. I wanted to feel the pleasure he had promised; he kept saying there would be a little pain, and then I would feel pleasure. Unf

I was burning up, a mix of shame and pure, wicked sensation. He was a murderer. These monsters killed my sister. I was supposed to be fighting them, escaping them. But all I could do was wait. Wait for the next touch. Wait for the next sharp, humiliating, and utterly compelling stroke. Jacob spoke from nearby, his voice laced with dark pleasure. “You see, Elsie? We’re not finished until we hear you apologize for your insolence.” Aiden hit me again, harder, faster this time. The rhythmic impact blurred the individual strikes into a single, agonizing throb. The sheer pain finally cut through the arousal. I let out a choked sob.

Lia *** Trigger Warning *** Pain surged through me, tears blurring my vision as I witnessed my mate being pleasured by another woman, someone who wasn’t me. The sight seared into my mind, a dagger twisting in my heart. I gasped for air, each breath a struggle against the agony of his betrayal. His climax echoed in my ears as he released himself down her throat, a gut-wrenching sound that intensified my anguish. Determination burned within me, vowing to punish her for daring to touch what belonged to me. With a wicked smile, he whispered, “We’re not finished yet, sweetheart,” as he sat down, forcefully guiding her onto his throbbing member.

--- A beat. --- “To control it.” --- The presence shifted slightly behind them. --- Not stepping forward. --- Not interrupting. --- Listening. --- Because this— --- Was part of the process. --- Understanding. --- Acceptance. --- Completion. --- “They don’t feel pain the same way,” he said slowly. --- A pause. --- “Not fully.” --- Elena’s gaze didn’t leave the distant figures. --- “No,” she said. --- “Just enough to make everything else believable.” --- Because pain—

All of a sudden, he grabs her hair hard and asks her, "Do you still feel pain?" "No." She doesn't feel anything. Nothing at all. She doesn't know what she should feel. He takes a look at her. Her eyes are hollow. She is looking at him, but she isn't. She feels like something has broken inside her mind. She doesn't know what it is. But, she isn't suffering anymore. "Only pain can remove the pain." He pinches her clit hard. "Remember that, my dear Hana." He gives her one final kiss and covers her eyes with his palm.

A moan so loud I was sure the entire pack house heard it left my lips as he grazed his teeth over the spot. I tilted my head to give him enough access and as a way to permit him to continue. When his canines punctured the skin a yelp left my lips. Pain overtook all of my senses, blindingly white pain that transformed to pleasure. My energy drained and the next thing I saw was black. ______________________________________ ***Author's note: Marked by someone isn't her mate....what could possibly go wrong?!

Maybe because his wolf was also involved. I hadn't even taken it completely when a piercing, excruciating pain spread through everywhere. Asher had overstretched me and before I knew it, all of him had already disappeared into me. I couldn’t even breathe properly and when he began moving in and out of me, the pain turned into a painful pleasure. A sweet feeling that made me moan so loud. He had to cover my mouth so I won't alert everyone. This time, I was straddling his waist as he pounded hard into me.

Then, they pressed in, one after the other, slipping under his fingernails. Oberon’s body jerked violently. Even with the gag of shadows, a muffled, broken sound escaped him. Blood ran down his fingers as the shadows slowly pulled, peeling nail after nail with cruel precision. Tharros didn’t blink. He just watched with no emotion on his face. “Pain is a lesson,” he murmured. “One you clearly needed.” More shadows crept around Oberon’s sides, their touch now searing hot. They burned into his skin in careful lines, like fire carving out warnings. The smell of burnt flesh filled the air, thick and bitter.

Penelope took in another shaky breath as her hands were pinned on either side of the bed with her legs wrapped around the sweating male's body making her unable to get away from her husband's grip. "feels so nice baby...f-fuck so tight..." Hot tears trickled down the younger's pale cheeks her nails leaving deep scratches on the man's back. Penelope had no idea her first time could be this painful, maybe it was because was her first time. "A-alpha!! Alpha stop!!"Penelope didn't know why she was still in pain, It had been half an hour already and she still felt no pleasure. Why wasn’t she feeling any pleasure even though her husband kept her saying so?