Sweetest Surrender Novels & Stories

"You don’t get it, do you? The more you resist, the more he enjoys breaking you." Hailey’s eyes darkened as she crossed her arms. "All he asks is your surrender," she said, her voice eerily calm. "Give him that, and this will all be easier." I scoffed. "Easier for who? For me? Or for him?" "For both of you," she replied without hesitation. "Theo doesn’t like disobedience, but he rewards loyalty. If you just stop fighting, stop running, he’ll give you a life most people would kill for."

" He wants you to meet your ....... ummmm fiancee." Boom! He could feel the tension around the man even through the phone. This was one of the most terrifying things about the man. His unmistakable aura of power and dominance. He was like a king untainted by mankind. Untouchable like the sun. "What's her name." Eric said through gritted teeth. The assistance was sweating buckets. He thanked his lucky stars that this conversation was happening on phone otherwise he would have surely had an heart attack from this. "Her nnname is Sabrina Harris."

Succumbing to the overwhelming sensations, I surrendered to the abyss of feeling, lost in the imprint of his touch as his fingers delicately encircled my throat, evoking a breathless moan that escaped into the night. “Let yourself go. Go with it. Surrender to the pleasure, topolìno.” His voice. God! Heavenly! It possessed an utterly captivating depth, drawing me into its mesmerizing spell. The silkiness of his words gently grazed the scorching surface of my skin, offering a seductive embrace.

My eyes rolled back to their sockets as the voltage of overflowing sweet sensations toiled my body into a shaking mess as I screamed inaudible words, feeling the outflow of my peak, soaking his hand. I could hear the sounds of approval he made and the explicit words he muttered. His fingers were knuckle-deep, gently kneading, escorting me down from my high. He was there, embracing me. "That's what you're trying to hide. It's beautiful. You're beautiful. It's the sexiest thing I've ever seen in my life," he said. I bit down on my lip to see him examining his hand. The evidence was there, and the sheet was soaked.

You became comfortable and I'm not surprise anymore that you already build such massive comfort between you and them. "It's so easy to surrender, when you finally find forever." I'm telling you. This song is too accurate for me. How could you possibly pick songs that tells exactly what's going on between us? I do, know these songs, but to pick them in such event like this and match theme to the theme you've picked for the vacation? I'm just amazed because yes, it's so easy to surrender when you finally find forever which is you. Did you noticed how I often give up and surrender when it comes to you? You are irresistable.

he breathed, voice hoarse, "open that sweet mouth for me." I didn't hesitate. I've never hesitated with them. Not since I accepted what we are to each other. Not since I embraced this bond between us. My lips parted, and he pressed himself in. Slowly. Teasingly. Stretch. Heat. Submission. Surrender. But not weakness. Never weakness. This kind of surrender requires a strength I never knew I possessed.

She panicked. "The only thing you can do now is surrender." Reese managed to speak in a whisper. "Please don’t make this any more difficult. Surrender now so that Axel can be taken to the hospital and treated. If he dies now, you would rot in jail. But if he survives, you might have chances of getting released in the future." "Shut up!" Beatrice yelled. But she was considering what Reese said. "Surrender, Beatrice. Time is going." She flicked her gaze at Axel. "He is losing consciousness. Please."

Just need. "Yes," she whispered, her voice barely audible, the single syllable a total surrender. She didn't wait for another word or even for me to stand up. She came to me, wrapping her arms around my neck, pulling me up and into her. Her lips found mine with an urgency that stripped away every last layer of my composure. It was a desperate, hungry kiss, the perfect, fiery antithesis to Aria's cold, calculated rejection. Her touch was fire. Her surrender was absolute. The unspoken agreement hung between us: this was relief, this was escape, this was everything my own home was suddenly withholding.

If you like music while you read, try “Surrender” by Natalie Taylor. It’s what I listened to while writing this song, and is perfect for Cara’s heart here! ***** ~ CARA ~ Rig taking me the second time was new and different, and utterly overwhelming. His intensity in his kiss, in his eyes, had already got my body thrilling. But there was something else—something he pulled from the darkness… as if he was giving it away. Giving it to me.

power unbound awaits in surrender. I rejected breathy, flames banking post-climax—pulling back in tangled limbs, our breaths syncing ragged as I traced his jaw with a finger, violet spark jumping between us. “Its lure sharpens—subtle now, twisting even our victories. Dusk awaits; we can't let it seed doubt.”