Overlord Touch Me Novels & Stories

The silence that wasn’t uncomfortable, just… heavy. Then it happened. A drop of sauce slipped and stained the corner of my lips. Before I could react, Odell reached for a serviette. “Hold on,” he said softly. He leaned forward and wiped it away. His fingers brushed my skin. I froze. The world narrowed to that single touch. My chest felt warm, light, dizzy. He was so close I could smell him, clean, familiar, dangerous. In my head, I was screaming. I can die happy right now.

my throat," she says softly, the words sounding odd in her own voice. "Put it to my throat and touch me." He lets out a low growl, and the hand that is not gripping the blade caresses softly up her thigh. His hand is lovely, as she had known it would be, and she closes her eyes as his fingers gently slide along the seam of her panties. "No one has ever touched you there," he breathes, his finger pushing lightly against the filthy fabric. "Have they?" She gasps, her throat arching, begging her eyes for him to press the blade harder into her. When he does, she gasps. No, she gasps, as his finger trails over her clothed clit. To her surprise, he comes to cover her mound, and her eyes widen. "T

I don’t care if I looked like a mess, with tears freely flowing in my eyes. “Kneel and submit right now, Elle Rose. Prove you are true to your words and worship me as your alpha.” Klaude gripped my jaw. It hurts to feel his hand almost breaking the bones in my jaw. “ What are you waiting for? You want your little lover to be alive, right? Kneel and worship me, Elle Rose. Do that and I will spare his life.” Both Alpha Klaude and Beta Jacob are staring at me with smugness in their eyes. They must’ve thought that they won, but I will not let them.

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.

"I’m not letting the machine have your ghost." He didn't use a gentle touch. He used his hands to rip Aradaa’s tunic open, the fabric shredding under his fingers. He needed the reality of the flesh to drown out the screech of the Overseer. He slammed his mouth into Aradaa’s, a collision of teeth and salt.