Overlord Touch Me Novels & Stories

"But as long as we're together, especially tonight, I'd like to pretend that this I'm touching is mine." Slyly, she took my right hand and brought it up to her crotch. I noticed that the skirt of her dress didn't get in the way, it went over her spectacular thighs. I didn't know when she did it, but reaching past that piece of flesh, she brought my fingertips to her slit and stroked herself with them; a slight movement that made the ground tremble beneath our feet. "This that you're touching in my body is yours," she continued. Olivia moved to my mouth, giving me a rich kiss that lasted several seconds.

Ace hummed as his lips found my soft earlobe and tugged, "Same baby, did you touch yourself thinking of me?" "Almost every night," I breathed heavily, feeling my core turn molten and my panties dampen. His touch was almost too much. It was sensory overload, already sucking me into the black hole that promised me pleasure. "My dirty girl," Ace cooed but his touch was aggressive when he yanked me down and spun me around.

"Tell me what you want." I dare to open my mouth in protest, instead screaming slightly when his fingers dare slide into my wet, hot sex. I tense slightly, watching his lips curl up devilishly, tightening the feeling of my pleasure point around the knuckles of his fingers that methodically move around in my sensual spot. I tip my head back; Olivera laughs menacingly. "You like that, blood pet?" he hums. I have no good answer, unfortunately finding myself sinking into his dancing, swirling hands. "I—I—"

I was still able to suck his under lip, as I try to be the one in control. He states the usual, which is milk chocolate. I could taste the cocoa butter and the sugar added for sweetness. This is how a milk chocolate state is, and I believe no one can ever be able to resist the state. Orlan placed his hands on my hair, and he took over once more. Gush! What temptation have I gotten myself into? Orlan's hand which was placed on my hair, slowly found its way towards my shoulder, and slowly..... to my breast. For the first time in my life..... A guy touches my breasts with full confidence.

Alpha laughed at Angakok, as he put his fingers on Michelle’s clitor*s and stimulated it. Michelle does not like the pleasure that followed soon and tried again to fight him off. Alpha Lance laughed and stopped playing with her clitor*s for a moment to grab both her arms and hold them down with one hand above her head before reaching for her clitor*s again. He stopped penetrating her but kept his manhood deep inside of her, waiting for her to reach climax. “Cove, come to have a little drink to help this little wolf relax,” Alpha Lance ordered his hybrid. Cove does not have to be asked twice and sped over, mouthing a nipple and sinking his teeth into her one breast. Michelle’s eyes stretched

She shunned me off. I began to do as she ordered, in a few minutes. I was laying down on my back shirtless. Olivia kept staring at my chest and my tiny nipples. "You know you can touch it if you want to, it doesn't bite." I said rolling my eyes. "Your nipples are so tiny," she whispered softly. "What do you expect, it has to be different from yours." I said, rolling my eyes. Her fingers touched my chest and she began to draw circles on my chest and arms. A touch turned to caresses that made the hair on my body stand and something else stand. I was turned on by the feel of her tender touch against my skin.

' I denied even though I knew that he caught me red-handed. My hunch was confirmed when I saw the side of his lips lifted into a smirk. I rolled my eyes because of that. I could feel something cold on my neck. A short while later, he was done and the pain I felt earlier was gone. I placed my hand over my neck and felt the cold over the area where his palm was postioned. "I didn't know glacias can be healers too." I said while still slightly massaging the part of my neck that he had touched.

Clinton smiled spontaneously, focusing again on the data on the screen. Harris didn't take much notice of Clinton's anomaly, leaning his chin on his phone screen. Harris is being manipulated by the devil and opened the dating site yesterday. Harris then clicked on Mr.R's profile picture, which showed a beautiful, elongated hand holding a glass of wine. This photo is stolen, without a good angle, but still used by Mr.R. Last night, Harris was stroked and loved countless times by that beautiful hand. The blood in Harris's body rushed to his brain, and he forced himself to calm down. After five minutes, Harris clicked into the dialog box, and inside there was still a message containing the loca

They are so overwhelming like this and I love it and can’t focus on anything all at the same time. “I..I like it…when all of you touch me like this. It kind of scrambles my brain.” Oliver rubs me against him again. “Oh, f*ck! Yes, that feels so good.” I let my head rest in Cam’s hand, letting my eyes close so I can focus on feeling. “Can you handle more, Sweetness?” “Yes, please.”

“Touch me.” Alex's hand slid up my side, fingers tracing the curve of my waist. His mouth found my neck, nipping at my skin in a way that usually set me on fire, but tonight, the sensation felt muted, distant. I bit down on my lip, rolling my hips to match his rhythm, trying to force myself to feel more, to shut out the chaos spiraling inside me.