Vere Touch Starved 소설 & 이야기

“Beg for us to ruin you.” I’m sobbing now, my body a mess of need and pain. “Please,” I whisper, my voice raw. “More. Ruin me.” Their laughter is dark, twisted. Then the vibrator is back, pressing against my clit as Vale’s fingers shove inside my pussy, his thumb pressing against the plug in my ass. They work me ruthlessly, their touches brutal and hard. My orgasm crashes over me, forced out of me by their cruel hands, my body convulsing as I scream.

“Injure you, you say? I think we are almost going to do that if you continue.” Moreover, I'm tired. And that's saying something coming from a vampire who's supposed to have the stamina of a hundred men. But a vampire can also be tired if he has been having sex non-stop for a week now. The only time I'm exempted is during meals or when I go to meetings. Aside from those, Star doesn't allow me to rest, not one minute. It was as if the pregnancy Possessed her, and made her insatiable. It's the only thing she seems to want to do all the time.

Turvi has orgasmed for 3 times and her body is weak now. The all day long fast then this torture is taking a toll on her. Her body has given up on protesting. " Hmm this vibrator did a lot of adventure inside you now it's my time." Saying Aaryav untied her and picked her up "Today you will ride me and if you stop then I will again put this vibrator inside you and will leave it like this tomorrow morning." Aaryav threatened and Turvi nodded.. She doesn't want it inside her all night. She is already in enough pain.

The nursery smelled of ozone and the metallic tang of dried blood from the previous night's slaughter. "He won't take the bottle. He won't take anything," Victor spat, pacing the length of the room. His boots crunched on fallen plaster. Every few seconds, he rubbed his temples, his jaw tight enough to snap. "Zack said the vitals are fine, but the temperature... he’s dropping, Elodie. He’s freezing from the inside out." "He’s starving, Victor! Can’t you see it? Ahh! Look at his hands."

I felt like a starved animal. A sound poured from me, an animalistic sound. The need for the meat became unbearable. Something was wrong with me. My gums became sore. I thought I felt my teeth extend at some point and to my shock, I began tearing the meat with less difficulty and very quickly. I devoured it all, my back to Vex. I picked up the thigh next and devoured it, followed by the other leg. It was no secret that I devoured food but this, this was new even for me.

My heavy breasts rose and fell rapidly. Draven reached out with one massive clawed hand and poked my belly. The soft flesh jiggled under his touch. He laughed. “Look at this fat belly. So round and heavy. These fat tits. These thick thighs. No wonder Vaelor lost his mind. A weak little human like you would make any dragon want to breed you until you burst.” I shivered. His touch felt nothing like Vaelor’s. There was no worship, no love. Only hunger and cruelty.

"You know what? The moment I saw that divorce agreement, it felt like someone had punched a hole through my heart. I really can't leave you." I glared at him, squishing his lips together. "You have some nerve saying that! What other couple goes this long without intimacy? I tried to do it with you so many times, yet you absolutely refused to touch me! "I thought you still had feelings for that first love of yours and hated me! That's why I got so angry and had that divorce agreement drafted." Richard's arms gradually tightened around me. His breathing quickened as he spoke. "It's my fault, Valeria. Don't be angry. You're the only one in my heart. That woman you know about is nothing but a ba

Adrian’s car waited near the corner, doors open. They were almost there when Mrs. Vale stopped. Marcus shoved her. “Move.” She looked at Lucas and smiled sadly. “Ask him about Facility N-17.” Then she stepped backward into the road just as a black van screeched beside them. Hands grabbed her from the open door. Adrian lunged, but the van sped away, swallowing her into the rain. Lucas stood frozen, box in his arms. Facility N-17. The scar under his ribs began to burn.

“She is so very dumb… complete fool… too stupid to ever figure out what I am planning… desperate whore…” I listened to every word. Each insult felt like a fresh cut. I had loved this man. I had stayed loyal to him for ten years while my body starved for touch. I had cried alone at night feeling ugly and worthless. And all that time, he had been mocking me. Planning to throw me away like garbage.

My skin burned everywhere she touched. He pulled away from my pussy, stood up behind me. I could feel the heat of his cock pressed against my thigh, hard and throbbing. My mouth watered without even seeing it. “You want it?” he growled. I nodded. My only answer was a moan, deep from my throat, as I prepared for the man to penetrate me. The vibrations made my clit throb. His hands gripped my hips, and the blunt head of his cock pressed into my soaked entrance. I gasped as he pushed forward—inch by thick, delicious inch—stretching me open, filling me.