Slow Down By Loose Ends Novels & Stories

Some already too aligned. “This isn’t just about disruption,” I said. “No.” “It’s about maintaining pressure.” “Yes.” Constant. Steady. Not overwhelming. but persistent. I adjusted my approach again. Not just interacting at one point. but spreading my influence. Touching multiple edges. Creating variation in different directions. And slowly. the effect multiplied. Not dramatically. Not instantly. But enough. Enough to slow the spread. Enough to weaken the uniform pull. My chest eased slightly. “It’s not growing as fast.”

“That doesn’t make it better.” “No,” Lyra agreed. “It doesn’t.” Silence settled between them. Thalia bent slightly and picked up one of the smaller pieces. It was rough. Cold. Normal. She stared at it like it could explain something. “I didn’t even think about breaking it,” she said. “You didn’t have to,” Lyra replied. “That’s the problem.” Lyra stepped closer. “Then we fix the problem,” she said. Thalia looked up at her. “How?” “By slowing you down.”

A shiver moved through her and gooseflesh broke out across her body. He rocked his hips. Each thrust followed by a slow retreat until just the cockhead remained inside. The words slow slow slow repeated in his mind. “I need to move faster. Like now. You’re so damn tight…”

"Just... please, slow down." For a heartbeat, everything hung in the balance, the tension between us palpable. Then, with a solemn nod, he eased off the accelerator, his grip on the steering wheel loosening ever so slightly. As we continued driving, the atmosphere shifted from one of sheer panic to a tense calm. The city lights blurred outside the car window, casting a surreal glow on the unfolding night.

Levi reluctantly let go of my hand, opened his mouth as if to say something, but before he could speak, I hurried away. Like avoiding a plague, I was avoiding him. What I didn't see was Levi watching my retreating figure, his chest heaving noticeably. His restrained emotions were slowly crumbling, and this time, he would never let me go of his hand. But I was far from as calm as I appeared on the surface. I was letting go of my past with Levi, but the thought of the pain he had caused me still made me resentful.

Cleaner. heart racing "Then what is it? What is it? I don't get why you look at me like cuts in, his voice cracking a little "Like I want you when I shouldn't?" The room was quiet. I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. He didn't say it nicely; he spat it out like a curse, as if he wished he hadn't let it out.

Be patient. "That's it. Now, imagine a warm light washing over you, starting at your toes and moving up. It loosens everything it touches—no tension, just pure release. " Damn! This was me narrating more than relaxation; I was planting seeds. Release. Loosen. All these were words that could twist into commands for her to open for me. She sighed, her body going limp, and I felt a rush of power.

The power within me was instantly drawn out, silver light spreading along my arm. "In the name of the Moon Goddess, I, Elena Morse, formally request severance of the mate bond with Alpha Damon Aldridge." Runes flickered across the stone. The invisible bond connecting us began to tremble and twist. "Elena, stop!" Damon's voice came from behind me, laced with a panic I'd never heard before. I didn't turn around. "It's too late." The instant the mate bond shattered, searing pain shot through my chest, but it was immediately followed by an unprecedented sense of relief. That suffocating feeling of being bound vanished completely.

How can a person as strong as him be this vulnerable? He could buy almost anything he wanted in this world, and yet he still suffered from this psychological barrier he couldn’t surpass? She started to grow more curious about him. Liam had this veil of mystery that she could not see through. “Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way…” “Change to a different song!” “I don’t know any other songs,” she scratched her head awkwardly. “Then try another method.” “Music helps you relax.” “But your singing is bad.”

She shook her head, "You need to slow down. I can't, it's too much. He slowed down for a bit, gently going in and out but soon got carried away again, thrusting and slamming into her. She moaned loudly until she felt like her voice was going to disappear and when the built up ball of pleasure erupted, it was one continuous moan as he sped up slamming into her and gaining his release.