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Ultimate Corruption
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2026-06-29 15:26:55
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RUINED INNOCENCE: 40 Sinful Nights Of Corruption Bratva’s Forbidden Claim(7)
Viktor didn’t rush.He stood between my open thighs for a long moment, stroking himself slowly while he looked at every inch of me—naked, already used by his son, still dripping, legs spread on his bed like an offering. The lamp cast sharp shadows across the hard planes of his chest and the thick cock in his fist. Silver glinted at his temples. His eyes were pure steel.“Look at you,” he murmured. “Married less than two days and already sneaking into your father-in-law’s bed with another man’s cum still inside you.” He dragged the head of his cock through my folds, coating himself in the mess Rocco had left. “Disgusting little thing. And so fucking wet for it.”I whimpered when he pressed against my entrance but didn’t push in. Instead he rubbed back and forth, teasing, letting me feel how much thicker he was than the cock that had been inside me an hour ago. My hips lifted helplessly. He clicked his tongue.“Greedy. Stay still.”He leaned down, braced one hand beside my head, and fin
RUINED INNOCENCE: 40 Sinful Nights Of Corruption Bratva’s Forbidden Claim(6)
I lay awake long after Rocco’s breathing deepened into sleep, the note from Viktor still folded tight in my fist under the pillow. The words burned against my skin.My cunt throbbed in answer—still tender from the careful way Rocco had fucked me, still aching for the brutal stretch of the man who had taken me first. The little smear of pink Rocco had wiped away felt like the most delicious lie I had ever told with my body. He believed he had been the one to open me. He had looked so proud. So certain.I closed my eyes and replayed the way Viktor’s fingers had worked inside me in the dining room only hours earlier, how he had made me come standing up while my new husband waited upstairs. The memory made fresh wetness slide between my thighs. I pressed them together and bit my lip to stay quiet.Sleep eventually dragged me under, but it was shallow and full of the same dark images: broad hands, silver-threaded hair, a thick cock forcing me open while I moaned like a whore in a hotel roo
RUINED INNOCENCE: 40 Sinful Nights Of Corruption Bratva’s Forbidden Claim(5)
The hallway to the honeymoon suite stretched longer than any corridor I had ever walked.Every step sent a fresh pulse of wetness between my thighs. Viktor’s fingers had left me open and aching, my modest cotton panties soaked through, the taste of my own orgasm still lingering on my tongue. The cream dress was buttoned perfectly again, the high collar hiding the bruise his mouth had left, but my body felt branded. Used. Claimed by the father while the son waited to take what no longer existed.I opened the door.Rocco stood by the tall windows of the suite, jacket already off, shirt sleeves rolled to his elbows. Candlelight flickered across the massive four-poster bed. White rose petals had been scattered across the sheets like some cheap romance novel. A bottle of champagne sweated in a silver bucket. He turned when he heard me and smiled that soft, practiced smile—the one that used to make my stomach flutter and now only made something cold and vicious coil low in my belly.“There
RUINED INNOCENCE: 40 Sinful Nights Of Corruption Bratva’s Forbidden Claim(4)
The air in the dining room thickened until it felt like I was breathing through wet silk.Viktor Volkov’s eyes never left mine. Not when Rocco pulled out my chair. Not when servants poured wine. Not when the first course was set in front of us. Those cold steel eyes stayed locked on my face like he was still watching me choke on his cock two nights ago in a New York hotel room.I sat. Crossed my legs under the long table. The modest cream dress I had chosen for the wedding reception suddenly felt paper-thin. Every shift of my thighs reminded me how sore I still was—how the thick stretch of him had left me tender and used. My cunt clenched around nothing, already wet from the memory and the way he was looking at me now.Rocco’s hand settled on my knee under the table, possessive and polite. “Father, Dove is everything I told you. Quiet. Obedient. Perfect for the family.”Viktor’s mouth curved, slow and dark. “I’m sure she is.” His voice was the same low rasp that had ordered me onto my
RUINED INNOCENCE: 40 Sinful Nights Of Corruption Bratva’s Forbidden Claim(3)
Morning light cut across the hotel suite in thin gray blades.I woke first.The man slept on his stomach, one heavy arm thrown across the space where I had been, breathing deep and even. Silver threaded the dark hair at his temples. The sharp lines of his face looked softer in sleep, but the broad back and thick shoulders still spoke of a body that could pin a girl down and ruin her without effort. The sheets were twisted low around his hips. A bruise from my mouth marked the side of his neck.I lay still for three heartbeats, feeling the dull, sweet ache between my legs—the proof that I was no longer the unbroken prize Rocco thought he owned.Then I moved.I slipped out of bed as quietly as I could, collected my ruined thong and the tiny black dress, and pulled them on with shaking hands. The dress still smelled like sex and his cologne. My stockings were shredded; I left them. I found his discarded black shirt on the floor, shrugged into it, and knotted the tails tight around my wai
RUINED INNOCENCE: 40 Sinful Nights Of Corruption Bratva’s Forbidden Claim(2)
I went to a club that was different from the one Rocco was in. No VIP balcony dripping gold. Just low red lights, sticky floors, and the kind of bass that vibrated straight through my empty cunt.I walked in like I belonged there—tiny black dress riding high on my thighs, sheer stockings, heels that clicked like a challenge. Every head that turned felt like a small victory. I wasn’t the modest little fiancée anymore. I was the girl who had walked out of Rocco’s penthouse determined to give the only thing he still wanted to the first man who looked nothing like him.I found him at the far end of the bar.Older. Mid-fifties at least. Broad shoulders straining a black shirt, thick arms, chest that looked carved from something harder than the boys my age. Sharp jaw, silver threading the dark hair at his temples, eyes the color of cold steel. He looked nothing like Rocco’s pretty, cruel face. This man looked like he could break things and not apologize.I slid onto the stool beside him, or
RUINED INNOCENCE: 40 Sinful Nights Of Corruption Dangerous Surrender
Lila stumbled back into the venue, rain-soaked and trembling. The thin yellow sundress clung to her curvy body like a second skin, outlining every heavy swell of her breasts and the flare of her wide hips. The vibrator inside her virgin pussy buzzed mercilessly, intensifying with every step she too
RUINED INNOCENCE: 40 Sinful Nights Of Corruption Public Torment
Lila woke up with a gasp, her body still humming from the shameful secret she had committed in the kitchen the night before. Sunlight filtered through her curtains, but the pink vibrator hidden under her pillow felt like it was burning a hole through her thoughts.Her phone buzzed on the nightstand
RUINED INNOCENCE: 40 Sinful Nights Of Corruption Secret Sins
The heavy click of the front door locking echoed through the massive mansion like a gunshot in the silence.Lila stood frozen in the kitchen, her heart hammering so violently she could feel it in her throat. Damien was gone. Really gone. The house felt emptier than ever, yet somehow more dangerous.
RUINED INNOCENCE: 40 Sinful Nights Of Corruption Forbidden Obedience
Lila lay in Damien’s arms for only a few blissful, terrifying seconds before reality crashed over her like ice water. What have I done?The taste of her own arousal still lingered on her lips from his kiss. Her thighs were sticky, her pussy still throbbing from the most intense pleasure she had eve
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