Overlord Touch Me Novels & Stories

“I bet if I touched you, you’d be dripping. Wouldn’t you, my dirty girl?” I didn’t answer him. His hand moved down the front of my body to the hem of my dress. Pulling it up so he could touch the tops of my thighs. A moan slipped from his lips. It was one of the sexiest sounds that I’d heard. That he could be so turned on just from touching me. “I could take you against this wall and you’d let me. Wouldn’t you?” “Oliver, please.”

"And warm." "And your nipple?" I let my fingers slip across my nipple. It's already a hard point, and even the lightest touch sends another ripple of sensation shooting straight between my legs. "Squeeze it," Orlando murmurs into the phone, not even waiting for me to answer. I obey, and a soft whimper escapes me. Orlando must hear it, because he lets out another of those devilish chuckles. "Imagine it's me touching you," he orders. "My fingers squeezing you, bringing you right to the brink of pleasure and pain."

She noticed he was thick but certainly no match for Thomas. About to move away but curious too. Richard was now caressing her small breasts before he physically sits down in her lap. He slipped his dick into her already slippery entrance. She noticed he place the tip just inside but not going any further. The frustration clearly on Olivia’s face. “Bitch,” he suddenly hissed. “I want you in me Richard.” Olivia begged. “Don’t tell me what to do bitch,” he bends his head before licking the hard nipple close to his lips. The whole breast suddenly disappeared in his mouth.

From then on, only authorized people can see him. The crowd watched as a very handsome brown-haired young man dressed in a blue suit climbed up to the stage. "This is my son, your soon-to-be Alpha king, Murphy Castillo." the Alpha king announced with pride and everyone cheered, whistled and applauded. Unmated females in the audience looked lovestruck and wished sincerely that he'd be their mate even though the reality was that he wasn't.

’ he said, rounding the island while staring at her like a predator would stare at a prey. ‘it was only a slip of my tongue. I’d never say that knowingly. I was rambling and you know that.’ she defended. ‘Well, you speak out of the abundance of your heart. So, you think I taste better than the heavenly tasting pancakes, huh Clarissa?’ The sound of her name on his lips sent a shiver down her spine. She forked another slice of pancake into her mouth, almost choking on it when she felt his hands rubbing across the sleeve of her woolen gown. Currents shot up her arm and then, spread across her chest. That urge to lean into his touch was back.

He lifts his hands to touch my face, and I watch him in fascination. All this is new to me, and what I’m feeling right now is euphoric. When his thumb touches my cheek, I close my eyes in response. “You like when I touch you, huh?” He asks and I open my eyes. I can see that his own eyes are filled with lust.

Aaron had heard whispers of this product and contemplated obtaining it, wondering if his innocent mate would enjoy exploring this unexplored territory. And now, as his tongue skillfully explored her most intimate area, he could feel her surrendering to the intoxicating pleasure. Olive, once hesitant, now found herself transported to a state of pure ecstasy. Her body, delicate like a flower, began to melt under his touch, her inhibitions fading away. "No. I implore you... Please stop," Olive managed to utter, her cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and desire. The sensations that stirred within her were both a blissful torment and an overwhelming pleasure.

My head looked up as I bit my bottom lip because of the pleasure he was giving me now. He looked at me as he grabbed the end of my spaghetti strap. He tore it up, which added to the tension I was feeling now. Fuck, I'm very sure I'm wet down there already. He also tore my bra. He stared at it for a few seconds before grabbing it. One was mouthful while the other was holding his hand. "Ughhh, J-Jake..." I can't help but moan his name because of the sensation I'm feeling right now.

The man grabbed me by my arm, his fingers digging into my flesh. It hurt so much that I hissed in pain. Just as I was about to scream for help, I found myself making eye contact with William. He was standing with Elaine at that time, and he was looking at me with mixed feelings written all over his face. I was about to ask him for help when I noticed Elaine's eyes glinting slyly. Suddenly, she slapped a hand to her forehead and feigned discomfort.

“Beg for us proper, mo ghràdh.” I broke. “Please, please touch me, God, I need ye, both of ye.” That was all they needed. Callum’s fingers slid under the lace, finding my clit and circling just right, while Keiran claimed my mouth with a kiss so sweet it was almost cruel compared to the roughness at my core.