Swallow Me Whole Mga Nobela at Kwento

Like nothing I’ve had before. "Swallow. It. All!" He grits out shakily. While trembling. I just blink my answer. God my throat hurts! Tears fall down my face as I have no choice but to drink him down. When he was done he pulled out of my mouth. Sits me on his lap and cradles me, tenderly. Like I'm some precious gift. Looking down at me in confused admiration. And is he crying? Manny P.O.V

Relief spreads instantly, smoothing sharp edges of hunger into something softer, calmer, manageable. I swallow. Once. Twice. Steady. Measured. Not greedy. Not frantic. Her pulse continues beneath my grip. I count silently. One swallow. Two. Three. Each mouthful deliberate, controlled, taken with intention rather than surrender. The beast inside me shifts restlessly, pushing faintly against the walls of restraint, testing their strength like claws tapping against glass. More. The whisper rises. More. Just a little more. The pulse beneath my lips remains steady. Tempting.

He said as he wrapped his arms around my waist. I got goosebumps, my body reacted to his touch. He rested his chin on the crook of my neck. "You drive me crazy." He whispered in my ear. "Having you this close makes me-" Before I knew it, he sink his fangs on my neck. I didn't feel pain, just pleasure. I didn't know if I should push him away or let him keep drinking from me. A few seconds later he pulled away from me and looked me in shock. "I'm so sorry, Sarai."

She fished out a miniature glass ball from her pocket and whispered to Tom. “Throw this at that black smoke.” Tom nodded, took the little ball, and with all his might, threw it at the black mist. As the ball whisked through the air, Suzanne urgently whispered a small chant. And just as the ball neared the mist, it transformed into a shimmering white net and engulfed the mist. The mist did not struggle. In fact, it looked as if it had given up.

She swallowed. Holy shit.

She would have been part of my light in the past, but she’s just helped fill the darkness in me. The darkness is swallowing me whole. I slip into it a little more every day. With every harsh cruel word and every hit. I feel sick. I don’t even want to be here. I want a dark room and a way to get all of this...this pressure out. It’s all building up inside of me, and I need to get it out. My body is shaking and I can’t even move. My candle is about gone. I just know it.

‘Honey say hello to the master. Katie smiled and greeted. ‘Good morning, master I made this for you.’ She stretched her hand with a card in it. He looked at her hand and the card then he turned to Pearl who half expected him to collect but he just pat the horse he sat on and nodded. ‘How sweet, little miss, hold on to that till we meet again.’ Pearl looked at him; would it have removed anything from him, if he collected it now? Katie took her hand back and replaced them by her sides.

I swallowed every drop, not letting a single bit go to waste. "No Travis, why did you swallow it? That's dirty?" he asked, his face flushed with a mixture of embarrassment and post-orgasm. I looked up at him, my eyes still burning with unquenched desire. "No baby. You’re delicious. Your taste makes me crazy and I fucking want to eat you whole.” And I meant it. I wasn't done, not even close. I flipped him over, exposing his perfect ass to my hungry gaze. I spread his cheeks and dove in, eating his ass out like a starving man. The sounds he made were exquisite. His moans, whimpers, and choked-out cries of my name. Fuck, he’s too sweet. My tongue fucked his hole, in and out, lapping at his entr

Jasmine immediately broke down, throwing and smashing things at the banquet, creating a complete mess. Finally, Atlas silenced her with a slap. After the banquet, Atlas walked up to me and handed me a black card. "I'll pay for all the expenses of today's banquet. I'm sorry." I took the card and chuckled. "It's what you should do." Hearing my matter-of-fact tone, Atlas was taken aback. He seemed to expect me to refuse humbly. Perhaps his version of Naomi would have refused. In his mind, I was gentle, non-threatening, and easily manipulated.

Warm blood dripped down my face. And darkness swallowed me whole.