Sonic Wink Novels & Stories

With a few thrusts of his finger, I come undone, and he pulls out of me; pushing his finger to my face, and the flesh is coated with my juices dripping down the skin. "So fùcking wet, " he murmurs as he moves the finger to his mouth, his tongue darting out to lick my juice, and I watch as he shuts his eyes with a soft hum leaving his lips. The sight is so damn erotic, and it has me clenching my thighs again. "You taste so fucking good, Little Greene, " Sinclair says as he wraps his mouth around his fingers, licking my juices clean, and I moan at the sight. How does he make it so damn attractive?

"Frequency 440! I have it!" She let out a sharp, piercing whistle that didn't sound human. Down in the pit, three of the Synthetics suddenly veered off course, their heads twitching violently as the digital red in their eyes flickered to white. They began to snap at each other, their neural links were overloaded by Cindy’s resonance. I didn't have copper skin or sonic whistles. I had a combat knife and years of knowing exactly where a wolf’s weak point was.

Chapter 9 - Present THUMB THUMB! THUMB THUMB! THUMB THUMB! The beating sounds were as loud as the laughs around them to Jason as he eyed how slowly Ryan licked the icing from his hand… THUMB THUMB! THUMB THUMB! THUMB THUMB! … all the way up from the wrist to his pinky finger in a very bold acting, almost as if it were part of a slow scene from a movie. THUMB THUMB! THUMB THUMB! THUMB THUMB!

“Little master” Night Sonic, the shadow guard next to Chris Jnr handed him a small packet that had something that looked like a band-aid. “Um” Chris Jnr took the packet without hesitation and opened it, revealing a patch that looked like a piece of skin. He expertly stuck it over both of Emile’s wrist without leaving any trace, while Night Sonic got rid of the empty pouches without leaving behind any evidence. No one could see anything wrong with Emile’s wrist, the patch was specially designed second skin, made to match Emile’s complexion and could not be spotted with the naked eye.

He said with a flirtatious wink as he brushed imaginary dust off his shoulder. "You tried to flirt with me this morning," I reminded him. "I wouldn't call that flirting, I would call it hmm… ur… deserving compliment," "You flirted with an entire hall of girls," "I simply winked at them like this," he winked at me. This wink was different, erotic in a way I couldn't understand but definitely made me turn crimson. "See? Even you can feel the effect of a single wink. Trust me, when I flirt, you won't remember your senses. I flirt and they chase, win for me." I rolled my eyes sheepishly. He was the first guy in my entire life to talk to me without force or insults, the first guy to treat me like

His laugh is as comforting as his smile, and I wish I could catch it in my hands and keep it. He shakes his head as he dries his hands on a dish towel, the dishes finally done. "My standards are far too high," he jokes, winking at me yet again. My god, I never thought that a man's wink could leave my knees feeling like jelly. In fact, if you'd asked me yesterday, I'd say that winking was cheesy as hell. From Marcus, though, it comes across as the sexiest form of subtle flirting.

I winked as I made eye contact with Sage. A louder round of cheers and whistles. They don’t know who the wink was aimed at. All of them, or those that swing my way, hope it was for them. I didn’t plan to wink or even say that line. It came out when I looked around and locked gazes with Sage. Fucking skittle does shit to me, and they aren’t even in my personal space. Lucky me, Léonel kicked off the opening beat of the first song on the setlist.

With a wink. __________ 👉👈👀

Activating its powers again, the halberd set loose a sudden surge of purplish-gold brilliance and the destructive beam shot at the Human King of the Chamber. Bong! Bong! The Human King took out a little drum and pounded hard on its face. The little drum shone like a diamond as it rumbled, and the air quivered. Boom! That shattered the purplish-gold beam fired by Chu Xun's halberd and the sonic waves came crashing like tidal waves. Sonic wave attacks?! It was the sort of attack that Chu Xun would always find cumbersome for it deals damage directly to one's soul. The sonic waves came like an unstoppable tide, falling down trees and tearing them into chips and flakes with terrifying efficacy.

Young and bold. The others did not fare so well. Slowly they sunk to the ground. *Crack!* With the opening of his fan, Ren increased the pressure with a wave. *Whistle, whistle!* Two different pitches rang in the air. It was a distortion effect that tackled the synapses to the brain. The Lan members started to get delirious.