Mag-log inAshley gets raw fucked on her wedding nightAshleyI sat on the edge of the bed, my hands folded tightly in my lap.The room felt too big, quiet, and unfamiliar.Everything about tonight felt wrong… from the vows I didn’t mean to the ring that now sat heavily on my finger.I stared at it for a moment, my throat tightening. I was now a wife.The word didn’t feel like mine, It felt like something forced onto me. Because it was.This marriage was forced by my father, and I hated him for it.The door opened, my breath caught, I didn’t look up immediately. I couldn’t.But I felt him walk in, like he wasn’t unsure of anything. Unlike me.I finally lifted my gaze to Alaric, my husband.The man I had known long before tonight… and still didn’t understand.He looked the same, unbothered, with a disgusting calmness. Like this was just another day for him.Not the night that changed everything for me, not the silence stretched between us.Then—“You’re quiet,” he said, his voice was low, and ste
Obsessed with my stepsister's tight pussyAlexander “Leave me alone! He’s my boyfriend!”Yuli’s voice snapped through the car, sharp and loud, but it didn’t move me.I kept my eyes on the road, jaw tight, fingers gripping the steering wheel harder than necessary.“Boyfriend?” I let out a dry laugh. “That’s what you’re calling that idiot now?”She scoffed beside me. “At least he’s not you.”That got a reaction, and my grip tightened.“You don’t even like me,” she continued, her voice rising. “So why do you care who I’m with?”I finally glanced at her, she looked pissed… flushed… eyes bright in that way that always did something to me.Something I didn’t like admitting. “I don’t like you?” I repeated slowly.She rolled her eyes. “Don’t start.”But I already had.“You really believe that?” I asked, my voice dropping.She turned to me, brows furrowed. “What else am I supposed to believe? You treat me like shit and blackmail me.”A smirk tugged at my lips. If only she knew my desires.Yul
Remarried her late husband's brother who loves fucking herLauraI got married to my husband’s brother five months after burying him.Sometimes, I still can’t decide which part of that sounds more insane.The fact that my husband, the Alpha of our pack died so suddenly… or that I was handed over to his younger brother who is now Alpha, like it was the most natural thing in the world.Hardy had always liked me.Even when we were younger, before I became I married Ethan and becams his brother’s wife… I had seen it in the way he looked at me.Now I was his.The garden stretched quietly around us as I sat across from my mother-in-law, forcing a small smile as I lifted the cup to my lips.“You look tired,” she said, watching me closely.I let out a soft laugh, setting the cup down. “Is it that obvious?”She raised a brow, amused. “Laura…”I sighed, leaning back slightly. “He doesn’t let me rest.”Her lips curved, like she already knew.“My dear,” she said lightly, “that is to be expected.”
Ruthless Uncle fucks Ginafor disobeying himVirginiaI slammed the door shut behind me, my chest rising too fast, my hands shaking.For a second, I just stood there.I exhaled shakily and rushed into the bathroom, flipping on the light. My reflection stared back at me with wide eyes, flushed cheeks, guilt written all over my face.He was going to find out, Aaron always found out.My fingers gripped the edge of the sink as I leaned forward, staring harder at myself like I could somehow fix this… undo it, but I knew I couldn’t.Because he warned me, clear as day to stay away from Rick. My boyfriend.Sweet, patient Rick… who had looked at me like I was something soft, something normal.And I still chose him, even knowing the consequences.Aaron wasn’t just my uncle. He was my father’s brother.The man who took me in after my parents died.The man who built these walls around me and called it protection.The man who watched and owned me. And the worst part?I used to love him, nott the wa
My best friend fucks away my heartbreak with his massive cock.StacyThe bar was loud, but not loud enough to drown the thoughts in my head.I swirled the drink in my glass, watching the liquid move like it had somewhere better to be. Just like him.“Drink it,” my best friend, Greg said beside me, his voice calm, almost amused.I shot him a look. “I am drinking it.”“You’ve been ‘drinking it’ for the past ten minutes.”I scoffed and finally took a proper sip, the burn settling in my throat. It didn’t help. Nothing did.“He cheated on me, Greg.” My voice came out flatter than I expected, like I’d already said it too many times in my head. “With someone I know.”Greg didn’t react immediately. He just leaned back slightly in his seat, eyes on me, studying.“Then he’s an idiot.”I let out a short laugh, shaking my head. “That’s it? That’s all you have to say?”“What do you want me to say?” he replied simply. “That he made a mistake? That he didn’t mean it?”His gaze hardened just a little
Kayla fucks the school bully to avoid humiliation over blackmail KaylaThe shrill sound of my phone dragged me out of sleep.I groaned, turning in my bed, my hand blindly reaching for it on the nightstand. My eyes were still heavy, barely open, but I didn’t bother checking the caller ID.“Hello…?” my voice came out rough, laced with sleep.Silence.For a second, I thought it was one of those stupid early morning wrong calls.Then his cold voice echoed “Don’t be late.” My heart stopped.I knew that voice more than anyone, it was carved into my bones. Since the day I started at Green’s High School.My eyes snapped open instantly.I sat up, clutching the phone tighter against my ear, my breath catching in my throat.Of all people… him.“Wear a skirt today Kayla.” Then click, the line went dead. Just like that.I stayed there for a few seconds, frozen, staring at nothing as his voice echoed in my head.Then I exhaled shakily, dragging a hand down my face.Of course, it was Ayan.The last
I left the breakfast table without a word. The moment I reached my chambers, the walls felt too close, the air too thin. I paced from window to hearth, raking a hand through my hair like it might tear the thoughts from my skull. Her face followed me. Half an hour later a knock sounded. “Alaric
The car door shuts with a quiet, final click, and suddenly it feels like there’s no turning back. “Where are we going?” I ask, fingers curling into the hem of my coat. “I thought Aren lived at the mansion with us.” Rowan laughs, easy and careless, like we’re heading out for something harmless. H
Julian’s povI wake to laughter.Soft, barely there—like she’s trying not to let it escape. Lyra is sitting up against the headboard, hair a mess, sunlight painting her skin gold as she scrolls through her phone.“What’s funny?” I ask, my voice still rough with sleep.She glances at me, lips curvin
Lyra’s povMy name is Lyra, and I have been in love with my best friend’s father for longer than I’m willing to admit—even to myself.The island appeared like a secret as the boat cut through the water, white cliffs rising from the sea, palm trees swaying as if they were in on something I wasn’t su







