Novel & Cerita Swallow Me Whole Book

I don't remember anything, how I get here and how I did it? I think I'm in someone's office. I hid my body behind the thick curtains that covers the glass window. Someone came and I know him. He's our professor, Damon Salvatore. He's the vampire who killed teacher Dan. He's the killer of everyone and I have to kill him. He's holding a book I guess. It's a black book. I think it's a book of spell. He's walking back and forth like he is in big problem. He's biting his finger with his teeth and he casually frowned when needed.

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The crimson shimmering, settling in the minute curves of the grain, listing in small waves before crashing between the planks to sink out of sight into the boards. The wide slabs opening their tiny, infinite, thirsty mouths to drink her, holding her to their tongues, tickling their palates with her notes—fear, disbelief, panic, regret—before swallowing slow, savoring her like a rare, coveted bottle of red wine. Torso deep, the book bit again, and again, inhaling her to her armpits. Her hand now trapped above her head, elbow to ear, her fingers grasped useless air. Her mouth opening in the beginning of a scream, she saw them.

He still hates me but I know deep down somewhere in his heart he also loves me. I was walking through the forest when I felt a pain in my stomach I never felt something of this sort before. It was like something was churning inside it I supported muself on the bark of the tree I vomited out whatever I had eaten It didn't end here It was followed by coughs I placed my hand on.my mouth But when I saw my hand my blood froze cold My hand was coated with a black substance I knew what was happening I have read it once in a book but it was just not possible.

The voice feels like it’s burrowed into my skull, haunting and familiar in a way that makes my stomach churn. My gaze falls on the book Zoe gave me, sitting neatly on my bed. Its worn cover seems to mock me, daring me to pick it up. The image of the white wolf flashes in my mind again—ethereal, majestic. My stomach twists. “I’m just human,” I whisper to the empty room, my voice shaky and desperate. “I can’t—this doesn’t make any sense.” But the book is like a magnet, pulling me closer until I finally give in and snatch it up. I sink onto the edge of the bed, the weight of the book pressing down on my lap like a promise I’m not sure I’m ready to keep.

I worked my hand down the top button of her shirt, just a touch the button opened and I had access to the swells of her breast. I glanced at her face but my eyes were filled with desire, the desire to prove that I can make love to her even if I was not good at loving. I kissed her lips and worked my lips down the swell of her breast as my tongue touched the soft swells and I heard Ivana moan and I felt her body tremble. I paused since my hand had walked it way over above her thigh, she was wearing a skirt which gave me free access and I felt the dampness down there.

Hot, thick pulses flooded my mouth, spilling over my tongue, and down my throat. I swallowed greedily with a moan, my throat working around him, taking every drop he gave me until he was spent, shuddering, hips jerking with the last weak spurts. He held me there a moment longer until his cock softened in my mouth, then slowly he pulled out, a thick string of cum and saliva connecting my lips to the head before it snapped. “Swallow,” he ordered, voice hoarse but firm. I did, every fucking drop, my throat working visibly as I swallowed, eyes locked on his the entire time.

Evelynn staggered under the force, her knees nearly giving out. Aiden barked sharply—his way of saying move! Evelynn rolled just as the creature’s claw tore through where she had stood. Dirt and leaves showered the ground. Aiden leapt, his wolf form a blur of silver and muscle, his jaws snapping at the beast’s throat. He caught flesh—or something like it—and the shadow writhed, shrieking. But the monster slammed him hard into a tree, and Aiden yelped, his body crumpling for a split second.