Overlord Touch Me Novels & Stories

The sensation is almost overwhelming after experiencing such intense pleasure, but his tender touch is pure ecstasy. Cortland, in a moment of unbridled passion, lifts me up with a confident and commanding touch. He turns me around and pulls my hips towards him, bending me over the luxurious couch. My senses are heightened by his touch, every nerve in my body electrified as he takes full control.

Her quivered eyes lifted and stared forward. “You… you killed them all, didn't you?” “Typical, isn’t it?” The overlord snorted. “Well, doesn’t matter.” Naomi turned her body and looked at the head that peeked in between the red smoke. “Shrew, shrew indeed. HAHAHAHA.” The head bobbed as the evil laughter erupted in the room. “Overlord?” Naomi has shaken up. Her body responded negatively to the shriek, unlike before, her body submitted to the voice rather keenly.

But he won't lose anything, if he waited. Then the next one is the bonus skill. When Edward focuses his gaze on the skill, a row of information suddenly appears beside the skill. Ruler Command: a skill that must possess by rulers; people under the jurisdiction of the owner will follow his command unconditionally. The people that are also under the possessor of skill will also be 100 % loyal to the possessor.

Isabella dug her nails into my skin, the creaking filling the car and drowning out the outside world. "What are you doing?" she whispered, her chest rising and falling in quick succession, her full breasts brushing against my shirt with the temptation of a soft-core show. I noticed her size was exactly what I expected and how easy it was to conquer her. Owning her. Once and for all. But my brain realized that she was the friend of my enemy... the forbidden one, and the one not to be touched. Touched. I had touched her, wrapped my arms around her waist, and carried her out of Beau Maxwell's club. The vibrations had already coated the underside of my skin and gathered in my core to form a dema

I close my eyes letting myself get lost in the way he tastes, the way he touches me, his finger tips brushing the bare skin beneath my blouse His hands slide around my waist. My hand slides into his hair, pulling him closer. His lips move to my neck, our bodies to close to pretend this was casual and we hadn’t been waiting for it. Somewhere deep inside, a part of me knew we had just crossed a line we couldn’t come back from.

Lorenzo’s thumb circled the sensitive tip, sending shivers through Kingsley’s overstimulated body. Lorenzo lifted his hand to his mouth, licking the release clean while holding Kingsley’s gaze. That sight stirred Kingsley’s arousal anew. Lorenzo finally looked away, eyes closing, lips parting as his movements grew erratic. Kingsley knew climax neared—and it hit, Lorenzo groaning deeply.

Touch me. He growled low, pulling me against him, mouth crashing to mine in a fierce kiss. Tongues tangled, his hands roaming, stripping my shirt with urgent tugs. 'You're mine,' he murmured against my lips, voice thick with need. 'Heritage be damned.' He backed me to the furs, laying me down, his body covering mine—solid, reassuring. The cave's dim glow from a single torch highlighted his scars, each one a story that drew me closer, relating to his hidden pains like my own unraveling past.

"More of those disgusting things are showing up. Let's see how many you've got." Victor was missing Windfall badly. If nothing else, Windfall could at least block these repulsive white projectiles for him. Even though Windfall would get dirty from being hit, Victor himself would stay clean. "Is that all you've got? Overdrive Combat Power Enhancement!" Originally, there was no need to use Overdrive Combat Power Enhancement, but these things were just too disgusting, so Victor wanted to eliminate them as quickly as possible. If he really got sprayed in the face, Victor reckoned he wouldn't be able to show his face in public ever again.

The can tipped, spilling trash all over me. Alora came over, her nose wrinkled in disgust. She slipped on a glove and grabbed my face, her nails digging in and leaving a trail of blood. Then, out of nowhere, the street was filled with the sound of cars slamming on their brakes. Eric hurried down the stairs, his eyes quickly taking in the mess before he rushed to Alora's side. He gently touched her shoulder, his voice dripping with concern. "Alora, what's going on? Who did this to you?"

"You heard him. Entertain us." "Yes, master," we both said, and wasted no time in taking off our clothes. Our bodies shook in fear of the unknown. But fear for what we knew would happen to us if we didn't do it, drove us on. We were finally naked and I took her lips in mine. They tasted dry but I lapped them up. Her hands rubbed my cock until I came up as hard as I could. "Down!" Elias ordered. I looked and Lord Kael was watching me with an intense gaze. His icy blue eyes were penetrating.