Praise Kink Ao3 Novels & Stories

The words good girl growled into my ear pushing me, making it hit harder as I call out his name and my body saggs into the bed, exhaustion washing through me. He steps back, his fingers sliding out of me. I expect him to unfasten my hands but he doesn't, a moment later I feel the wet clothes wipe between my legs. Then the restraints slip free. His hand wraps around my neck, and my body is pulled to stand in front of his. "I think you have a praise kink Doll. Something, I am going to fucking enjoy." He kisses my neck before turning and lifting me, I don't fight it. I snuggle closer to him and fall asleep in his arms as he carries me from the room.

“You’re creaming so much all over my cock, baby. Such a good girl taking every single inch like you were born for it. Your tight little cunt was made for me… designed to milk me dry.” I was moaning uncontrollably now, loud and broken, my legs wrapped tightly around his waist, heels digging into his lower back to pull him even deeper. The constant stream of filthy praise made me feel desired, wanted, and sexy in a way I had never experienced before. Every dirty word, every growled compliment pushed me higher and higher, making my pussy clench even tighter around him.

I slowly drew more and more of his cock into my mouth, my tongue never slowing. Teasing and swirling as I sucked him deeply then releasing just to begin again. Before long I was deep throating him, I could feel the piercings rubbing on the roof of my mouth and my tongue, and I could only imagine what it would feel like inside of me. When he began to moan out loud, the good girl in me felt immense satisfaction. I have a praise kink, so I always did anything to get my partner to praise me and call me a good girl.

I replied, and her next words were muffled as Enzo filled her mouth again. “You feel so good, princess. Every inch of you was made for pleasure.” Enzo groaned, and his praise made her inner walls pulse, and grip me like a vice. “Damn, sweetheart. Do you have a praise kink? Do you like hearing what a good girl you are for us? Yes you do. I can feel what it does to you. You gripped me so tight.”

My tongue snakes out of my mouth, and I run it from the top of his shaft to the end of it, my hands fondling and massaging his balls. “That feels so good Kitten.” I take him into my mouth one more time, pushing out my tongue to make room for him, I gag and choke, saliva dripped down my jaw, he hissed, moaned, and shook from the onslaught of pleasure. “Such a good girl.” he muttered over and over, He had unlocked the praise kink, as I gagged on him, tears sprung from my eyes as I tried to push past the tip point. My hands find his ass, I massaged the firm flesh, whilst trying to push him further than my throat could take at the moment.

Kiera went wild, thrashing and shuddering under me until she finally hit her peak. "Good girl." I praised as my brothers lifted her to me. "Now, you're mine." My arms wrapped around her trembling body, and my canines smoothly pierced her skin, her muscle and tissue wrapped as tightly around my teeth as her pussy did my dick, both parts of her pulsating to suck out every drop I had. ''Milk it all, princess. It belongs to you." I said through our mindlink now opened between us. 'Mine!' Athena responded back, her possessiveness making me moan in pure pleasure.

I watched him as I slipped into my chemise, and the silence felt too heavy to bear. “Roleplay is my third favorite kink,” I said, and he turned his head a little to look at me, golden eyes searching mine for what I presumed to be the meaning of my words. Baffled, I snickered. “There are no porn sites in Lycanthia, I take.” He blinked. “What’s the second?” I smiled mischievously. “Bondage.” The man’s brows quirked up, and it was the first and only reaction I got out of him. And it was more than enough to imagine what he would look like if he smiled. Absolutely stunning, which was very good, because I planned to see him smile very often.

I felt every solid inch of his hard muscular body when he gripped my waist tighter. He groaned low in his throat. "You taste so fucking good," he leaned back slightly to whisper against my lips. "So do you," was my reply. My voice deepened as his palms started to slip underneath my half opened shirt. His fingers were rough against my skin. My breath hitched as he introduced his tongue to the groove of my neck. Stars shone behind my irises as sensations of different kinds ran down my spine. My head fell back to allow him more room to assault the spot with kisses.

"Take me, Kael. Make me follow you." I was beyond elated. My heart was screaming with a dark, twisted joy. This was the manhandling I’d craved; this was the "slut kink" Mark could never have understood. Kael stepped out of his clothes and began to walk toward the bed, giving the belt a sharp, firm tug. I didn't hesitate. I dropped my hands to the floor and crawled after him, my eyes locked on him, my soul finally finding the exact type of trouble it had been searching

At this point I don’t even know if I can even trust myself. I nodded at his words even before I could register, my head moved. “Good girl, should I forgive you?” he said and I looked at him like a lost puppy, I hate myself for this, I was on the verge of release just by his words. I did not know that I had a praise kink. “Please” I said, I did not know what I was saying. “I won't” he said and I could feel thunder striking me as he touched me inside the dress slipping it away.