Piercing Of Unimaginable Joy Novels & Stories

And I fucking loved it. That's the worst part. Not the blood or the pain or the fact that I can literally feel air moving inside me because he stretched me so wide. It's that somewhere between the tears and the begging and the feeling of those piercings dragging against my insides, I came so hard I blacked out. I'm disgusting. I should be disgusted. But all I feel is empty. Hollow. Like my body is waiting for him to fill it again. Fuck. How did we even get to this?!

“I’m not upset about what happened. I’m happy they are dead. I’m just still trying to accept I’m pregnant. Y-you get that, right? Like I’m not feeling needy because I got stabbed or anything.” “I do. I can feel it in you. You are at peace with your past.” “Only because my future is growing inside me. My happiness is looking me at, holding me and making me strong in a way I didn’t realize was possible.” A growl ran up his chest, but I felt his heart burst with pride. Slamming his lips on mine, he was vibrating with happiness until it turned into annoyance. “I’m going to punch Gavin.” Piercy rolled off me, pulling me out of bed with him. “Why?”

I was panting, unable to form coherent thoughts. Just feeling. Just sensation. He kept going, his rhythm perfect, hitting something inside me that made me see stars. The pleasure built higher and higher. Overwhelming. All-consuming. Until suddenly it crashed over me. I shattered completely, my body convulsing with the most intense sensation I'd ever experienced. Strange and sweet and absolutely incredible. My whole body vibrated with pleasure. I cried out his name, unable to hold back. As I came down from the high, still trembling, his thrusts intensified.

He had committed fully heart and mind. As one we moved into fierce tender embrace, his broad calloused palm engulfing tiny fingers instinctively even as his wondering laugh invited joyful peels of baby mirth. A luminous peace haloed us three for this timeless instant no outside darkness could mar. However sorrow yet stalked our borders, today love claimed righteous victory, Pierce triumphant heralding future's hope reborn.

Love so powerful it made suffering worth enduring. Humanity Raw and endless Theodore stares in horror “…We emotionally flashbanged the anti-existence entity.” Aurelion almost laughs despite the chaos “That is one way to describe it.” The Unmade Trembles Violently Its newly forming shape destabilizing constantly now. Faces flickering across its body. Human expressions. Pain Joy Fear Hope Too much all at once “MAKE IT STOP.” The words explode from it desperately. Not as a command. A plea My chest tightens painfully.

I pull slightly out of him, somewhat embarrassed at how my cream coats the tip of his dick. “You like to watch too.” His words are cocky, but they send shivers of need rippling through me. “Again. Deeper.” I rock forward again, hissing each time one of the piercings breaches me. It’s the weirdest feeling, but I like it. I like it a lot.

His chest heaved up and down with his rapid breathing, his eyes were narrowed to slits, his body trembled with the intense emotion as sweat ran down his face and arms. Jack, Sam, Leprosy and Cody stood well away from him, lined up at the front door, their hands behind their backs and their heads bowed. Pierce, the 7th and last member of the group, lay on the floor at the bottom of the stairs down in his own pool of blood. “Do you think this is a joke!? Do you think the life we live is a joke!? Because things have been going fine for some weeks and you relax!? You dare leave this house unguarded!? You dare go out to have fun without permission!? Without telling me!?”

He's so close, so freaking close, all I need is for him to sink himself deeper, so much deeper— He thrusts and I gasp, back arching. Pleasure and pain rip into my brain. He pushes deeper, deeper, so deep he bottoms out—and that's when I feel it. The piercing, right at the perfect spot, rubbing up against my clit. Strangely warm, the metal ribbed for texture. I gasp in shock before he pulls back. "Oh my god," I whisper. "I think I get why you have that piercing now."

I smiled to myself as a few drops of rain hit my skin before we crossed the threshold and entered my hallway. I've always loved thunderstorms. The electricity in the air and the rumbles above soothe me. Each sound and each flash feels like my emotions are being unlocked and played through the sky, releasing me from them and making me feel alive and free. I embraced the freedom as a renewed energy began surging through my body. I captured Dylan's month, not holding back as I met his tongue with my own, moaning against his lips. Without hesitation he lifted me. My legs wrapped around his waist as he pushed me against the wall trapping me between the cold hard surface and his warm firm chest.