Vere Touch Starved Novels & Stories

The torture video played on the small screen like a scene from the deepest pits of hell, Marcus’s face twisted with cruel focus as he extracted information from Vee in a dimly lit room. Elara’s breath seized in her throat, the brutal images searing into her mind with merciless clarity. The tech heir’s methods were savage, his questions sharp as blades while Vee’s pleas echoed through the speakers. Horror flooded the hideout, wrapping around everyone present like invisible chains that tightened with each passing second.

A flick of two fingers, like swatting a fly. Nyxara’s tail lashed once, hard enough to crack the air. “Charming as ever, my lord.” She leaned in, lips brushing my ear so only I could hear. “He’s worse when he’s starving, Pearl. Remember that.” Then she was gone, hips rolling, tail flicking a lazy goodbye to the entire hall. The moment her footsteps faded, Vuk’s arms tightened until I could feel every thundering beat of his heart against my ribs. “I missed you,” he said against my temple, the words rough, almost angry. “I sat in council and smelled you on my skin and nearly killed three elders for breathing too loud.”

"BRAKK!" The door opened hard due to a kick from Alex. Make the door lock damaged instantly. They looked around. The smell of alcohol mixed a foul smell disturbing the sense of smell. Make them have to wag the hand in front of the face. "Which humans want to stay in a disgusting place like this! " said Tom. "Is that because you already have your wife and home always clean." Alex checked the paper and books scattered on the table. It turned out that Marco was still in college. But many warning letters from the campus stated that he was a lazy student.

Vale was going to kill me. Okay, maybe not kill me but definitely torture me. Hell, I wouldn’t put it past him to tie me to the bed and shove a vibrator in my ass; forcing me to come over and over against for hours from as far away as the bluetooth would reach. Faris growled, seemingly liking the idea but I shook my head. I gave him the mental image of us, writhing in pain as we were drenched in sweat and cum and seemingly no end in sight. He seemed to back off a little after that image when through our mind.

He pressed it down with immense pressure, a soft whimper escaping through my mouth whilst at the same time a tingly feeling roared it way down to my core. “What if I break your skin?” Giving my flesh another firm squeeze between his thumb and index finger, he pinched it, vigorously. Before a loud squeal erupted from my throat, he swiftly placed his other palm on my mouth muffling the voices up. “Hush. Bad manners to wake the sleeping ones, yes?” I hastily nodded. A tear leaking through my left eye at the surfing ache. The pain was too overwhelming yet mouth-watering, inflicted by the appetizing man himself. “Don't cry darling, I haven’t even properly touch you yet.” He dangerously cooed.

SAINT. The cold water wasn't helping. It hit my skin in violent bursts, but it felt like fucking steam. My blood still burned like lava in my veins, and my fucking eyes wouldn't stop glowing red. Valor. The fucker was pacing restlessly and pushing for full control. Valor didn't give a fuck about respecting family or boundaries. Give him full control and watch him hunt for the next available female around. And who else would it be if not Eve? He'd storm into her room and fuck her into a coma.

Jeevika started to protest making Theodore pull his face closer to hers and say " Shh... Not a single word " " you... You're touching me without my consent! " Jeevika reasoned making him chuckle at her and respond " If this is touching in your language then I can't even imagine when I'll do actual touching what will you say? Nevertheless, you're looking very weak that's why I'm carrying you. Don't worry I'm not that injured. "

“We all have secrets dear, so whatever it is, I will never abandon you because you are my baggage as well as mine.” When she heard that assurance, Vanity became so excited that she hugged the man and kissed him. This, however, only irritated the beast, who was in a good mood following a successful proposal. After being thoroughly eaten by a starving man, Vanity suffered greatly and remained in bed for two days.

I only knew that days have passed because each passing day was indicated by the small window on the ceiling. I would see the sun and then a blank sky before I would see the moon and the stars. One thing was certain and that was the fact that I would never eat garbage. Never. The woman had been coming once a day to feed me garbage but I always rejected. This was the fourteenth day now and I could already feel the worms eating up my stomach. I felt like this was going to be it for me. This is how I would die alone in a dark room where no one could find me.

Motioning for Feli to start eating her food. 'What is there to 'apologize' for, if this man returns to torture my living mud?! And damn it, my brain and body are betrayed! I hate enjoying his touch!' Feli groaned inwardly. ***