Thirsty Novels & Stories

The molten fury along with the physical pain causing his teeth to grind against each other. The young heiress had then stopped struggling as well for she knew that she was soon going to be released from his death grip. 'He have to! 'She dugged her nails deeper. ' She would make him! ' "You will pay for this! "The Prince threatened before he loosened his grip on her. But he had no intention to let it go at this juncture. "Chief! "He called. "Drag that bastard businessman right in front of me! I will have him chopped into pieces."

I could feel and see his heartbeat and it became even more enticing. " Arya, Look at me, get a hold of yourself. He shook me hard but I didn't listen. " I...I just want a bite," I struggled to say. Itching to grab his neck and suck every bit of blood in his body. My teeth itched so bad I could feel it increase in length likewise my throat. I'm so damn thirsty! Not for water but blood.

I put 2 fingers into myself before plunging in and out quickly letting soft moans erupt from myself. Faster. Faster. Faster. The faster I go the louder I get and a loud cry escapes my lips as I squirt everywhere. A sigh leaves my lips as I lay down and get under the blankets soon falling asleep.

“Are you hungry?” She blinked again, then locked eyes with him. “I’m... just thirsty.” Phillian grinned knowingly. “I could tell. From the way you stared at my body.”

Now, I couldn't stop and for some reason, I think he felt something similar. Déjà vu. I just know it. The grunts were a big enough sign, so familiar. Like a want so raw you can hear it echoing in your head and what's even better, it's mutual because you have the same craving, the thirst and you can't be satisfied because you'll drink and drink and drink. After you pull out to get a little air, you're drawn back to drink so more. Even while you think you're dead drunk, you're inclined to take some more.

He writhed in agony as lava consumed him through his veins, the pain originating from the bite mark on his pale wrist. His gums ached and his throat burned as if scorched by the desert sand. God, he was so thirsty. It was a thirst unlike any other he had ever experienced in his short conniving life, and it tore through his pain.

my throat is dry for water but there is nothing inside the water jug is empty. Even if it was there, I would remain thirsty because my senses are losing contact with my consciousness. so, I don't have any energy to grab a glass of water for myself, I am getting dope due to a lack of energy in my body with that I closed my eyes. Assuming that it's the end of my life. . . .

Or as wide enough as the couch can allow. "Do you want anything? Water, juice, soda?" He stands and practically runs to the fridge before I can respond. "Fuck" I hear him mutter "I don't drink soda so there's none. But I have juice. Do you want that?" "Water's fine, thank you." He returns with a bottle of water and when I take it from him, our fingers brush causing us to look at each other. It's a good thing then that I asked for water because my throat is suddenly dry.

Giulia says as she looks back at me, and my eyebrows furrow. "Really. I thought they were obsessed with blood," I reply, and she shrugs. "They track using a prey's blood, but we have researched them. Since we heal fast and we know they can't kill us with just their bites, we have run experiments. We force a thirsty one to go without food for a few days, and then we put our arms through the bars. The thirsty ones always bite, and we have found that they suck everything out. They have venom in their mouths that liquify most tissues. So they literally suck their prey completely dry. We have dissected squirrels that they have caugh

Saliva forced their way down my dry throat as I slowly turned my face towards Jake who was inches away from my face causing my breath to hitch. "Don't worry, baby girl, I don't bite," he whispered as his breath fanned my lips. "You know, Ashely, if you weren't my step-sister, I'd be down to hook up," he said as his hand came up to caress my face. "Don't you agree?" He asked, running his thumb across my lower lip. "I bet these lips taste so good," Jake complimented as he licked his lips almost touching mine with his wet tongue. "Would you like me to taste your lips, Ashely?" He asked as I stared down at his lips. "I-I-