All Chapters of Touch me tender, Break me wild: A Steamy, Compilation: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The old SUV rumbled along the winding highway, cutting through thick pine forests that bordered the pack lands. Astrid shifted in the back seat, her short denim skirt riding up her thighs, the summer heat making her skin sticky. At nineteen, she was all curves and fire—long dark hair tied in a ponytail, green eyes that mirrored her father's wild side, and a body that turned heads in the pack village. But today, those eyes kept flicking to the man beside her: her stepfather, Marcus. Tall, broad-shouldered, with rough hands from years of construction work and a jaw that could cut glass, he was the one who'd married her mom after the divorce from the Alpha. Forbidden thoughts had simmered between them for months—stolen glances, accidental brushes that lingered too long. Now, crammed in this tiny car for the eight-hour drive to visit her real dad, the Alpha of the eastern pack, everything felt charged, like lightning waiting to strike. Up front, her mom, Elena, gripped the wheel, her blo

Aaron's words hung in the air like a stormy cloud. It was thick and heavy, but instead of his rage exploding, Marcus saw something darker flickered in his eyes. He didn't storm out or rip him away from his daughter. No, he stepped closer, the door clicking shut behind him, sealing the room. Astrid's heart hammered, her pussy still clenched around Marcus's cock. The fullness made her whimper despite the shock she was in. Fear twisted with a forbidden thrill.. her dad, the Alpha seeing her like this, exposed and dripping wet on her bed. "You think you can just barge in and what?" Marcus growled low, still not pulling out. His hips twitched like he couldn't help it. But his voice held caution, his eyes locked on Aaron's massive frame. Aaron's lips curled both in anger and in hunger. He inhaled deeply, his nostrils flaring at the mix of scents... Astrid's sweet arousal, Marcus's musk and a little bit of Elena's, the tang of their joining. "I've known since you both stepped out of the c

"You have no idea what you're asking, little wolf," Viktor snarled, his voice low and dangerous, eyes flashing red. "I'll shove my cock so deep down your throat, you'll taste my balls. I'll make you gag and drool like the filthy slut you are, begging for my cum." Her pussy clenched at his words, fresh wetness trickling down her leg. "Do it then. Use me. Break me." Her hand shot to his pants, yanking them down. His cock sprang free, half-hard but swelling fast under her gaze—long, thick, pale with a fat head leaking precum. "On your knees, princess. Open that pretty mouth," he commanded, grabbing her hair roughly. Lira dropped to her knees. Her eyes locked on his shaft as she parted her lips. He didn't wait. He thrusted forward, the head popping past her teeth. "Suck it. Worship my dick like the enemy whore you are." "Ahhh!" She moaned around him as her tongue swirled the underside. She took more of him down her throat. Her lips stretched wide. Saliva pooled quickly, dripping dow

~Mai~ I knew the night was going to end badly the moment the music started beating harder than my own heart. And I hated it. The bass thumped through my chest like a second heartbeat as I stumbled through the crowd at Nat's party... One of Jake's friends. The air was thick with sweat and cheap beer. Bodies pressed in from all sides, bumping into me, hands... to many hands.. gripped my waist, sliding over my hips, pulling me deeper into the chaos. I laughed it off at first, pretending it didn't bother me, but then some senior who was known for his bullying came to me with a greasy smile on his face and his breath reeked of smoke. He cornered me against the kitchen counter. "Come on, beautiful, have fun with me," he slurred and I felt his fingers dug into my arm hard enough to bruise. I shoved at him, panic spiked up in my chest. "Get off me!" I yelled over the music. The funny thing was ..I couldn't even hear myself. He only laughed, leaning in as his friends whooped behind

"Fuck, I need to get home before this gets worse." I mumble to myself, packing my laptop and pen into my bag. I shouldn't watch explicit videos at work, I know that but I just couldn't help it. Now, I'm fucking horny . I wanted only one thing— to get home, close the door behind me, and let the long ache simmering in my clit to finally burn itself out with my vibrator. I don't like elevators but due to the matter I have at hand now I need to get home urgently. I stepped inside when its doors slid open. I press the button for the ground floor. Looking at my reflection in the silver panel, I flush. My breath fog faintly in the cold air. I tell myself to focus on breathing. One, two, in and out. I can almost feel the weight of my apartment key in my bag—the promise of quiet. The elevator shudders once, the way it always does before the doors seal, and begins to climb. The hum of cables mixed with the thud of my pulse. My thoughts drift to the things waiting at home, the way they