Vere Touch Starved Novels & Stories

a high pitched voice squeaked urgently, “wake up, I’m STARVING and I might DIE.” I cracked one eye open to find Elvie kneeling on top of me like a feral squirrel, her wild curls sticking up everywhere, still in her pink nightgown, clutching her stuffed wolf under one arm. I blinked. “You might die, huh?” She nodded very seriously. “Yes. Right now. Of hunger. My tummy is making monster noises.” Kael grunted awake beside me, instantly alert and protective until he realized it was our tiny menace. “Are we under attack…?”

My voice trembled as he applied pressure to my neck. "Looking for me?" Vulvan sneered, his words dripping with venom. "Did I ever say I needed to be found? We fucked, Zara, and that's it. Don't act like a devoted, loyal mate when that's not what we are." His harsh words cut deep, and I felt like I'd been stabbed through the heart. I burst into uncontrollable tears, but Vulvan didn't stop. He kept spewing his venom, each word a fresh wound.

“He died of starvation.” I stared at him, the man I was mated to and the one I knew I loved, even if that love sometimes felt tangled with the ruthlessness he carried like a second skin. He was capable of things that still shocked me, decisions made in the name of protection that left little room for softness. I can hear your thoughts, you know, Kael said as he took a seat beside me on the bed, then started rubbing my leg with slow, firm strokes that eased some of the ache from the day. His touch was warm and deliberate, working the tension from my muscles while I let out a soft moan at how good the massage felt, the relief spreading through my tired body like a gentle wave.

My eyes found her bruised neck and although I fought it with all my strength the desire to lick her bruised neck was much stronger than what my power could withstand. As my tongue licked slowly and gently at her neck, Star shivered against me but a cry wretched from her lips as she pushed angrily against my shoulders. I jumped off of her to find tears pouring down her eyes. She reached for her neck, causing the needles in her arm to detach. I winced as she rubbed disgustedly at the part I had licked. My heart broke as sobs fell from her lips while she bruised her skin even more in an attempt to get rid of my touch.

However this was their territory anyone who had thoughts about and dares to try and claim it will be exterminated. “Well what do we have here, a little beauty, little beauty, how about playing with us, I promise we will make you feel good..” Alexander turned his head towards one of the men he was the burish one with his shirt left open. He was tall and his skin was tan and he had tattoos on every part of his body he could see except his face. The look in his eyes was lecherous and disgusting, the rest of his companions were no better though they did look reserved.

“I am broke. I will stay out of your way. I have classes during the day, so we probably will not even see each other much.” Vorath stepped even closer. The heat radiating from his huge body was intense. He towered over her, making her feel tiny and vulnerable. “Good. I prefer quiet. But when I sense stress in my territory…” One thick tentacle finally brushed lightly against the side of her thigh, cool and smooth. “…I help relieve it.” Mia’s breath hitched. The touch sent an electric spark straight between her legs. She squeezed her thighs together instinctively. “ I am fine,” she whispered, voice shaky. “Really.”

Tentacles held me in place while he pounded hard. "Take the breeding. Beg for more eggs." "Please, Vexar. Fill me. Put more inside." The words came naturally now. He roared and released another batch. The fullness in my belly grew. Pleasure bordered on overwhelming. He pulled out and used tentacles in every hole at once. Three in my pussy, two in my ass, one down my throat. The stretch and movement drove me into continuous peaks. We talked between waves. He explained their species needed human compatibility for survival. I confessed how much I loved the feeling of being used this way.

Her body trembled at the last name he fondly called her and she shivered when his hands went down to her stomach. “Don't starve my little Alpha.” He caressed her softly, shutting his eyes to feel his pup but frowned at the weakness. The energy he felt back at his pack when he touched her stomach was far greater than now but he shook his head, maybe it's because it's been long. “Don't touch me!”

Brandon tightened his hold on her growling through the link. "I can make sure it's uncomfortable for you to walk for days if you want." Aeron said, Morana held onto his free hand and smiled up to him. "Let's get you some clothes. I'm starting to get hungry…and it's not for food." Brandon said out loud, Her cheeks instantly heated up knowing she agreed with him.

- Don't wait, see how he does. Fearless Doris was like challenging Riffen's will. He couldn't lose, the large hand quickly crept up from Doris' flat stomach and crept up to the high protrusion. Doris' breasts were so soft, it inadvertently stimulated Riffen's animalistic nature. Seeing that she was still quite calm, Riffen was even more forceful, rubbing it into all kinds of shapes, each finger unwisely rubbing two small beans, from side to side.