Thirsty Novels & Stories

’ ‘I am sorry but I do not, I have never seen anything quite like that before nor have I ever felt that sort of helplessness and pain, I can not find the right words to describe it Astrid, are you sure keeping this from father would be the best course of action? ‘ Yes, until we can get some clarity on what it could possibly mean, I will log it in my book after I get some water, I feel so thirsty, like my throat is scorched or something’ I walk down to the kitchen and gobble up Three bottles of water one after the other until my thirst is finally quenched ‘that feels so much better, I hadn’t realized how thirsty we were until now

A dark, irrational craving that made my skin feel too tight, as if I needed to shed my very humanity just to breathe. I was burning, and in my delirium, I couldn't distinguish the fever of my injury from the fever of the bond. I saw him behind my eyelids—the way his jaw had tightened when he looked at me, the raw power rolling off him in waves. I hated him for being there, and I hated myself for the way my body was screaming for him to be closer. "Water," I hissed, the word breaking against my teeth. The thirst was a living thing, a jagged claw scraping at the back of my throat. I needed to drown the images, to quench the fire that felt less like sickness and more like a slow, agonizing surr

Warm people whispering to him: «You are safe now, you will be fine, just resist, resist and I promise you that you will be fine. Thirsty , thirsty She turned to his lips eagerly, as if she had heard him say something. " what ? Did you say something? » asked him, close to his lips, trying to understand what he was muttering. Thirsty, thirsty, she jumped up and shouted: “Now, I'll bring you water right now. She filled a glass of water and went back to it. She covered her fingertips with the water and whispered to him: “You must moisten your lips first, and put a small

If I could somehow submit to him and get his phone from him, I might be able to reach out. I heard the roller shutter door in the background again and the smell of the food continued to fill the room. I collected the bag and opened it. Inside was a bottle of water and a bacon sandwich. No part of me wanted to eat in case there was something in it, but I was so hungry the smell was making my mouth water. I took a small bite and then another bigger one again and again until it was gone in seconds. I was so thirsty already and the salt in the bacon made me even more so. I twisted the cap on the bottle, but it had already been opened which made me even more suspic

My wolf Abyss starts howling as my lips finally connect with hers, my whole body comes alive, within moments her arms have reached up and are pulling me closer, her taste, smell and touch have set my whole body on fire. "Ocean bro, we are in the air, are you two hungry?" Acres banging on the door brings us back to earth. Desert shoves me off her and growls "You pig" Chuckling I yell back through the door "I'll be there in a sec mate" before turning back to my mate and taking in her flushed appearance

Alexis was hesitant, not sure who she was and when she glanced over at Maverick he seemed irritated not sure why "Come on sweetie drink the water...it's chilled" she added and moved the glass cup close until it connected with her lips. Alexis was nervous as she parted her lips to welcome the crystal-like cold water moisturizing her tongue. She took a large gulp than she intended to, swallowing the cool water down soothing her dry throat, and only then did she realize how thirsty she was that she took the entire glass from the woman and gulped down the entire liquid until she had finished all of it

I shout as his warm hand comes in contact with my throbbing centre, impatiently awaiting his touch. "And you went to a psychiatrist because..." He trails off, finally giving me what I want and rubbing his talented fingers against my püssy. I moan and close my eyes as I take everything he is giving, throwing my head back, I bite my lip painfully, my face transforming into that of immense satisfaction as he stares lustfully into my eyes.

"I just... Fuck. I can't even think about you touching someone else without this surge. It's intense. It's not even about sex. I just want to get it in you. In some way. In every way." Quill blinked. "That sounded like a threat." Hawk nodded slowly. "It is a threat. I've never wanted anything this badly, and it's not even about getting off. I want to finish something. Like, legacy shit. I can feel it." Quill shifted uncomfortably. Lily reappeared from the side hallway with a damp rag in her hand and an expression that said she'd heard most of that. "You want to explain what that means?" They both turned.

She went to the bedside table and picked up the glass of water, and when she pressed the cold glass rim against her parched, cracked lips, she felt even thirstier. She savored a drop of water that traced its way into her mouth. Thick saliva streaked the inside of her mouth, instantly sapping any moisture that may have entered. Yet her thirst wasn't quenched. The feeling of needing to drink something more was normally just her brain's way of warning her that she'd been dehydrated. It was a burn that didn't go away but instead grew stronger than ever. How could she still be so thirsty after a glass of water? Somehow, it felt like she wanted more.

Chapter Seven: Under The Table Sins, Part One It was not there before and I knew very well what the solid growth which had paid my unsuspecting back a visit. ///////////////////////////////////////////////// Thirst. Of all the feelings I thought would favour me in this beguiling moment, the most peculiar, strongly vied to be the most dominant. Thirst. My throat was dry and in need of a deposit of moisture, but it was not parched. Water was not what I needed.