Sofia The First Songs With Lyrics Novels & Stories

By the time he finally pulled her upright — still beautifully bound, arms behind her back, legs spread wide — and gave her one single, slow lick from her tight asshole all the way to her throbbing clit, Sofia was completely broken. He did it again. And again. Ten single, cruel licks — each one stopping just as she reached the edge, leaving her sobbing and begging incoherently, tears streaming down her face, the crimson rope holding her perfectly in place. The warm desert breeze kissed her oversensitive clit between each lick, making her shudder violently against the ropes. “Rafael—please—I can’t—I’ll do anything—please let me come—please—” she sobbed, voice cracking. “I’ll be so good… I’ll t

Freya hated seeing her lady in such a sorry state, she understood the confusion but it could result in terrible consequences but she had no desire of scaring her. Freya stood up and went to cover Sofia with the quilt, she sat beside her and stroked her head tenderly. "I shall sing for you, if required" Freya smiled and patted then stroked her head gently. Sofia nodded and listened to the songs that Freya sang but she didn't sleep a wink. **** Martinez's room> Martinez decided to eat lunch in his room but he only stared blankly at the food. He had lost his appetite. He was still shocked by the fact that Sofia had found a second mate so fast and worse still, she found her mate in his presence

When she finally settled between Riley’s legs, she hooked her arms under Riley’s thighs, spreading her wide, holding her open. Riley looked down—cheeks flushed, pupils blown—and watched Sofia lower her head. The first lick was long and slow, flat tongue dragging from entrance to clit. Riley’s hips jerked; Sofia pressed them down firmly with her forearms. “Stay still,” Sofia murmured, breath hot against wet skin. “Let me taste you.” She dove in properly then—sucking Riley’s clit into her mouth, tongue flicking fast and relentless. Riley’s hands flew to Sofia’s hair, gripping tight, thighs trembling around her head. Sofia hummed approval, the vibration shooting straight through Riley’s core.

Sofia looked at Alex and, biting her lips gently, took a deep breath and said aloud, “I want to serve you.” Alex says with a smile crossing his legs, “How do you say? I cannot hear you.” Breathing deeply while her hands are full of sweat, holding the tip of her skirt and blushing a little, Sofia takes a step forward and looks straight into Alex’s eyes, and screams loudly. She says, “I WANT TO SERVE YOU!” Alex saves a moment while staring at Sofia, who realizes what she just did. She blushes quickly and covers her face quickly. Taking a deep breath, she tries to turn around when Alex says, “Okay, but you don’t have to yell. Look at me.”

I said after cleaning her up, placing her in a warm cloth and inserting a kiss on her temple. As surprising as it was, she wasn’t crying like most babies do after birth. She was at peace and to me that was all that mattered. From time to time, she made some body movements assuring me of her strength. “Sleep, lowly one, under the night sky, Sleep, have peace and don’t cry, You are loved, You are cherished, Don’t fret for the evil has perished.” I sang the tune of an ancient witch lullaby. Right at that moment, I heard footsteps approaching the place that we were. With the battle going on outside and Sofia’s absence for so long, fear gripped me.

Sofia, who had been angry a second ago, was stunned upon hearing my words, then she laughed happily, and then I watched as she dangled a key in my eyes. My heart shook and my body trembled as I looked at the key with her. “How familiar!” I thought then reached out my hand to grab it from Sofia but she dodged my hand and kept It in her pocket. I swallowed, looked at them, and decided to stay calm, I knew they needed me for something so I couldn't rush. I might have been blinded by familiar love before the betrayal so I didn't think much of their scheme but now that I could see clearly, it bothers me less. But Sofia had passed her boundary going as far as to steal my song which I had kept hidd

I said. "That's ridiculous!" she said. "I know, but that is what he is, we can not do anything to him!" I smiled and she nodded her head telling me she understood what I was trying to tell her. "And how about you? Knowing I'm your first kiss, does it means you never dated anyone?" Sabrina asked so suddenly and drank a shot of her drink, smiling in a flirty way at me, and I chuckled, couldn't believe she was still trying to play games with me.

Joan mumbled and Phoebe coughed. “ I will be the judge…so who is going first.” Queen rasped and Sofia groaned out “ Mummy and Aunty Joan” Queen mumbled “ I didn't even agree to sing,” Sofia rasped and Queen frowned. “ Just give minutes of your time mama” Queen rasped, going behind her to give her a short massage before handing the remote to her. “ So what song?” Joan asked, giving Phoebe a side eye. “ Unstoppable” Queen rasped

she asked, a small smile touching her lips. "I can hear you," Nomo said. "The whole world can hear you now." "Good," Sofia said, looking out over the city as the first hint of a true dawn began to touch the horizon. "Because I have a lot more to say." "What’s the first thing?" Somito’s voice asked, joined by the sound of Pella’s laughter. "The first thing," Sofia said, her eyes flashing with a brilliant, sapphire light. "Is that we’re going home."

I paced the room, my mind racing with thoughts of how to make her stop, how to ease her pain. And then it hit me. I remembered the lullaby Isabella used to sing to Sofia every night. It was a simple melody, but it always seemed to bring a sense of calm and peace to Sofia's restless soul. I sat down on the edge of Sofia's bed, gently stroking her hair. With a trembling voice, I began to sing the lullaby, the lyrics flowing from my lips like a balm for Sofia's wounded heart. As the familiar melody filled the room, Sofia's breathing slowed, her tears gradually subsiding. She turned towards me, her eyes still filled with sadness but no longer overflowing with desperation.