Novel & Cerita Piercing Of Unimaginable Joy

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.

“Ari, honey. You gonna cum for me?” Arianna opened her mouth to speak, but the pleasure was too great, rendering her completely speechless. Her nails dug into Pierce’s thighs as she cried out her release. Pierce was rewarded with a small gush of Arianna’s sweet cream. It was just one more thing Pierce had to be grateful for.

The hesitation in his eyes melted away, replaced by a burning desire. I watched, my heart clenching with a sudden sharp, unbearable pain as they tangled together in a heated kiss. The special bond between mates drowned me in agony the moment he betrayed me. I collapsed onto the bed. Silent tears slipped from the corners of my eyes. I didn't know how much time had passed before the pain in my chest finally dulled. But the weight in my heart remained suffocating and relentless. Outside, I heard the click of heels fading away. Ethan walked Nora to the door, even reminding the driver to get her home safely.

he growled. Then he thrust in deep. I cried out as the dual piercings dragged along my walls, stretching me wide open. He bottomed out in one brutal stroke, balls pressed against my ass. The metal rubbed my G-spot perfectly on every movement. He fucked me like he was punishing me — hard, deep, relentless strokes that made the bed slam against the wall. “Fuck—Kai—too deep—” My tits bounced violently. I reached up and pinched my own nipples, moaning loudly as the piercings destroyed my sensitive pussy.

Leon said in a low, hoarse voice as he tried to restrain his penis from piercing my hymen. “I need your permission to pierce it. Please pray for me and say you want me.” “I…I want you! I want you!” I clenched my back molars. Even though I knew the pain would come at any time, I couldn’t help it. I wanted him to fuck me hard! Leon’s lowered body was forced, and my eyes widened. An unprecedented pain came, and my cry almost broke the ceiling. He accelerated the speed of thrusting, and my cry became more and more intense and urgent. I felt like I was being torn apart. I was dying!

He was angry too… This was not looking great for Callie. It was unlike anything he had ever been through before. Tristan felt like he had left his body. This feeling of fulfillment hit him so hard. He couldn’t really explain where this was coming from. All he knew at this point was he was in heaven. He didn’t care about anything more in the world right this second but this. Callie was somehow completing him. He wrapped one hand around her neck and the other one lifting her up. He bit her bottom lip before he felt himself expand inside her seconds before he erupted deep inside her hot little cunt.

The tingling sensation sent shivers through Millie's body, filling her with an indescribable pleasure. Tears welled in her eyes, and her ears flushed crimson along with her face. She was dazed and consumed by a burning heat. Her voice was barely a whisper as she begged, "Stop! It really hurts. Pierce, let me go!" Hearing her distress, Pierce finally relented. Instead of biting, he began teasing her skin with the tip of his tongue.

At first, I took it as a joke, but when I saw his serious face, I had no choice but to raise my right hand and promise to follow the rules of the game. God... No one can take away the joy I feel right now, it's like a dream come true. I don't care if it has an expiration date, enough! I won't torture myself anymore, it's not fair to me or the people around me. If all of this ends, it ends and that's it. I'll have my moment of mourning, and I won't go beyond that, it's okay, I won't kill myself, I would never do that.

When the traitor opened fire, Jules McKenna threw herself between me and the bullet. She grabbed the shooter, dragged him off the pier with her, and the two of them went down together. Neither one came back up. The day her body was pulled from the water, I knelt until the gravel bit into my knees. I swore that whoever was behind it would pay in blood. Three years later, I hung the heads of the ten men left from that syndicate outside my front gate, a warning to anyone who might get ideas. People respected me. They feared me. They called me the ruthless tyrant of Hallahan City, a man who'd kill without blinking. On the anniversary of Jules's death, I bought myself a bottle of poison and

I felt a surge of adrenaline pumping through my whole body. He licked the spot, and the pain quickly disappeared. Replaced with intense pleasure, but no matter how hard I wanted to keep myself alive. I was dragged into the dark abyss.