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Chapter 67 -Ruin me ll
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2026-04-01 05:26:58
lavyMy naughty darling… Thank you for devouring all chapters with me. Knowing you’re still here, reading every filthy word I’ve poured into this book, makes my heart race almost as much as writing these scenes does. Now be a good (or very bad) girl ..…💦🥵 Drop a comment below. Tell me how wet and aching this chapter left you, how hard you were breathing, or just whisper “more please.” The dirtier your comment, the better. Your naughty little words are the only thing that unlocks the next chapter . Every comment gives me the fire to keep writing all the sinful things I have planned for you. Pretty please? I’m on my knees begging softly while imagining you flushed, thighs pressed together, and needy for what comes next. Comment for me, my love. Let me know you’re just as ruined as I want you to be. 💕
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His velvet obsession Chapter 67 -Ruin me ll
WARNING ⚠️ Astrid pov Fuck, you’re so tight,” he groaned, voice strained. “This virgin pussy is squeezing Daddy’s cock so perfectly. Look at you — my little stepsister, chained up and crying on my dick. He set a slow, deep rhythm at first, letting me feel every long stroke. Each thrust pushed against that sensitive spot inside me, making stars burst behind my eyes. My moans grew louder, more desperate. “Daddy… oh God, Daddy!” I cried out, the forbidden word slipping out naturally now as pleasure overtook the pain. My hips started to move with his, chasing the sensation. Xavier’s hand slid down to where we were joined, his thumb finding my swollen clit and rubbing tight circles. “That’s it, princess. Moan for your stepbrother. Let me hear how much you love being fucked by the man you used to hate.” The dirty words sent another gush of wetness around his cock. I was dripping down his shaft, the obscene wet sounds of our bodies slapping together filling the dark room. Xavier
His velvet obsession Chapter 66 -Ruin me l
🔞Caution: Entering the danger zone. Temperature rising. Breathing may become irregular.⚠️ 💦 You might find yourself biting your lip, squirming in your seat, or needing a cold shower afterward. Still with me? Good girl 🙃. Let’s see how wet I mean, how far you’re willing to go. Astrid’s POV My body was still trembling from the way Xavier’s mouth had just teased me, his hot breath ghosting over my most sensitive parts without giving me the release I was desperately craving. The black silk sheets beneath me felt cool against my overheated skin, but nothing could cool the fire he had started. I was completely naked now, my torn lavender gown lying in ruins on the floor, my lace panties discarded somewhere across the room. Shyness burned through me like wildfire. I tried to close my legs, but his large, powerful hands held my thighs wide open, his 6’5 muscular frame looming over me like a dark god. Xavier’s obsidian eyes raked over every inch of my exposed body with raw hunge
His velvet obsession Chapter 65- Let me unravel you👻
🔞 WARNING ⚠️: Things get steamy in this chapter, Not suitable for younger readers💋 Adult Themes: Love, temptation, and desire take center stage. Continue only if you’re ready to get wet and burn ❤️🔥 for your stepbrother🥵 Astrid’s POV My heart hammered so loudly I was sure Xavier could hear it against his chest. I was still floating in that hazy, post-kiss fog when he carried me up the stairs in his strong arms like I weighed nothing. I thought he was taking me to my room — the pretty lavender-and-cream cage I’d grown used to. But when he pushed open a heavy black door at the end of the hallway, I realized my mistake. This was his room. The moment we stepped inside, the air changed. Everything was painted deep, midnight black — walls, ceiling, even the massive frame of the bed. It felt like stepping into the heart of his darkness. Moonlight filtered through floor-to-ceiling windows, casting silver streaks across the obsidian surfaces. And there, on the wall directly opposi
His velvet obsession Chapter 64- FUCK!!!!
Xavier’s POV The candlelight flickered across the table like it knew exactly what it was doing—casting her in that soft lavender glow that made every inch of her look edible. Astrid sat there picking at the last of her velvet cake, the silk of her gown stretched tight over her breasts with every shallow breath. That damn slit kept flashing thigh every time she crossed her legs, and I was one second away from dragging her onto my lap and forgetting the whole “civilized dinner” pretense. She’s still fighting it. My little enemy captive, the one who used to glare at me like I was the devil himself. Now she’s wearing the color I chose for her, blushing because I fed her from my spoon. One week away and she’s already cracking. Good. I want her addicted before she even realizes she’s mine. I leaned across the table again, spooning another slow bite of cake. “Open for me, Velvet.” Her dark eyes flicked up, a mix of defiance and something hotter. “You’re really enjoying this power trip, a
His velvet obsession Chapter 63- I killed a man ☠️
Xavier's POV The silence of the penthouse was usually a sanctuary, but tonight, it felt like a pressure cooker. I had burned through the week like a man possessed, trying to scrub the memory of her defiance and that phone call out of my system. The flight back had been restless. Even after the distractions of the city, my skin felt like it was crawling. I’d discarded my clothes the moment I stepped off the jet; the scent of the club, of other women, felt like a sickness. The only scent I wanted was the one that belonged to the girl currently haunting every corner of my mind. I stood by the window, Georgia skyline a jagged line of gold and shadow. I had been waiting since 6:00 PM. It was now 7:30 PM. The soft click of heels on marble echoed through the dining hall. I turned slowly, and for a moment, the air simply vanished from my lungs. She was descending the stairs like a vision carved from my own
His velvet obsession Chapter 62- Lavender
Astrid’s POV The steam from the shower was still clinging to my skin, mirroring the fog in my brain. I stood in the middle of my walk-in closet—which was basically a small apartment for shoes—wrapped in a plush white robe that felt like a cloud. Ava had dropped the bomb an hour ago: He’s coming back tonight. And for some reason, my heart had decided to run a marathon ever since. I was currently staring at a row of silk dresses as if they held the secrets to the universe. Why did I care? He was my jailer. He was the man who had spanked me and locked me up. I should be wearing a burlap sack and scowling. Instead, I was biting my lip, wondering if he liked emerald green or midnight black. "Why do I even care so much about what to wear?! Ahhhhhhhh!" I screamed in pure, unadulterated frustration, throwing a stray hanger at the mirror. "Princess, why are you acting like a mad woman?" Ava’s voice drifted in, followed by the woman herself. She was leaning against the doorframe, covering
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