All Chapters of Fifty Shades of Lust {Steamiest Short Stories}: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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Lily

CHAPTER 5LILYThe sky had faded to a pale gray by the time I opened my eyes. My body felt ruined—every muscle aching, skin sensitive, thighs sore and sticky.Jeremiah’s arm lay heavy across my waist, his chest pressed to my back, his breathing slow and even against my neck. For one fragile moment, I pretended this was ordinary. That we’d woken up like this countless times before. That today wasn’t the day I was supposed to marry another man.Then reality came crashing down on me like a brick wall.I shifted, and pain flared between my legs—deep, sharp, impossible to ignore. He had kept his promise. Hours of it. On the balcony, against the glass door, on the bed, on the floor. He’d taken me until my legs gave out, until my voice was gone, until I’d sobbed his name while begging him to stop and never stop all at once.I hated him for it.I loved him for it.His arm tightened as I moved, pulling me closer. His hand slid up, cupping my breast, thumb brushing over the bite mark he’d left

Jeremiah

CHAPTER 6JEREMIAHThe wedding hall was a cathedral of money and power.Crystal chandeliers dripped from the ceiling like frozen waterfalls. White orchids spilled from every surface. The air smelled of lilies and old wealth. Men in bespoke suits and women in diamonds moved through the space with the quiet confidence of people who had never been told no.I stood near the back wall of the bridal suite corridor, arms folded, gun hidden beneath my jacket, eyes fixed on the closed door twenty feet away. My station. My job. Watch her. Protect her. Deliver her to another man.What a fucking joke my life had become.Inside that room, Lily was being laced into the dress she would wear when she promised herself to Alfred Green.I had not slept. Not after last night. Not after this morning. My body still carried the scent of her skin, the taste of her tears, the heat of her around me. My knuckles were bruised from gripping her hips too hard. My throat was raw from whispering threats and confessi

Lily

Chapter 7 LILY The door burst open with a violent crack. Wood splintered. Metal groaned. My father stormed in first, flanked by two security men and the wedding coordinator, whose face had gone deathly pale. I was still sprawled on the dressing table, legs spread, Jeremiah’s cum slowly dripping down my inner thighs onto the ruined ivory silk of my wedding dress. My hair was a mess, mascara streaked black down my cheeks, lips swollen and red. The bodice of the gown had been yanked low enough that one breast was almost completely exposed, the bite mark Jeremiah left earlier dark against my skin. Jeremiah stood between my legs, pants open, cock still half-hard and glistening with our combined release. He didn’t pull out immediately. He stayed buried inside me for one defiant second longer, eyes locked on my father with pure, unfiltered hatred. The room went dead silent except for my ragged breathing. My father’s face twisted with rage so cold it felt like the temperature drop

Lily

CHAPTER 8 LILY The security team finally managed to clear the bridal suite after what felt like an eternity of shouting and threats. My father had stormed out with a final cold warning that still rang in my ears. The stylists and makeup artists returned nervously, their hands shaking as they tried to repair the damage Jeremiah had left on my body and on the dress. They wiped away the streaks of mascara, dabbed at the bite marks with heavy concealer, and somehow stitched the worst tears in the ivory silk so it looked almost presentable again. But nothing could erase the deep ache between my legs or the warm slickness that still leaked from me whenever I moved. I felt raw. Marked. Claimed in the most dangerous way possible. As they worked, my mind raced. The escape Jeremiah had offered was tempting. Running away with him meant freedom, but it also meant my mother would suffer and everything I had built would crumble. I could not let that happen. Not yet. There had to be another way.

Lily

CHAPTER 9 LILY Jeremiah pushed me down onto the sheets and began tearing at the wedding dress once more. The expensive silk gave way easily under his impatient hands, seams ripping with sharp, satisfying sounds that echoed through the lavish honeymoon suite. Petals scattered across the bed as the heavy fabric slid off my body and fell to the floor in a ruined heap. I lay completely bare beneath him now, except for the thin diamond necklace still resting against my collarbone and the wedding ring that felt like a stranger on my finger. My skin was flushed, marked with faint bruises and bite marks from earlier that day, and between my thighs I was slick and swollen, still leaking traces of his earlier release. He hovered over me, eyes dark with hunger and something deeper, something that made my chest tighten with emotion. His shirt was already half-unbuttoned, revealing the hard planes of his chest and the scars I had traced so many times before. His breathing was ragged, jaw clench

Tricking My Twin Sister 1

The masked party was loud and chaotic. College students filled every room of the big off-campus house. Everyone wore elaborate masks and costumes. For most people it was just a night of fun and pretending to be someone else. For me it was the night I finally stopped holding back. My twin sister Lola had been driving me crazy for months. We were both twenty years old and in the same year at college. We even shared an off-campus apartment because our parents thought it was practical. I had always been possessive of her. From the time we were kids I hated when anyone else got too close to her. In high school I made sure boys stayed away. In college it had turned into something darker. An obsession. I watched her every move. I hated every guy who looked at her too long. I jerked off almost every night thinking about claiming her completely and making sure no one else could ever have her. Lola was beautiful in a way that made my chest tight. She had long chestnut hair that fell in soft

Tricking My Twin Sister 2

Lola stared at me with wide, horrified eyes. The silver wolf mask lay on the bed beside her. My face was now fully exposed in the dim light of the bedroom. Her twin brother. The one who had just fucked her mouth and her pussy while she thought I was Marcus. For a long moment she did not move. Her chest rose and fell rapidly. Cum from my release still glistened on her stomach and breasts. Her short black dress was bunched around her waist. Her lace mask was crooked. Tears from the intense deep-throating and fucking still stained her cheeks. Then the realization hit her fully. Her face twisted in panic. Her hands flew up to cover her mouth as a choked gasp escaped her lips. “No… no, no, no. This cannot be happening. Ryan? Ryan, what did you do?” Her voice cracked. She scrambled backward on the bed, her heels catching in the sheets as she tried to get away from me. Her hazel eyes were filled with pure terror and disgust. “You… you tricked me. You wore his mask. I sucked your c

Tricking My Twin Sister 3

I held Lola close in the moonlit clearing, my face still pressed gently against her stomach. Her fingers trembled as they ran through my hair, stroking me with a mixture of hesitation and growing tenderness. The night air was cool against our heated skin, carrying the faint scent of pine and earth, but the warmth between us refused to fade. After everything that had happened tonight — the deception at the party, the frantic chase through the woods, and the raw, honest confessions we had shared — something profound had finally shifted inside her. I could feel it in the way her touch lingered on me now, softer and more willing than before. Lola looked down at me. Her hazel eyes shimmered in the moonlight with a beautiful mixture of fear, wonder, and something deeper. Something that looked a lot like love finally breaking through the surface. “Ryan…” she whispered softly, her voice barely louder than the rustle of leaves overhead. “This is crazy. But when you touch me like this, when

Fuck My Husband 1 (BL)

My name is Kai, and I have learned to read the room better than most people read books. I stood in the elegant living room of their upscale apartment, the kind of place that screamed money without trying too hard. Floor-to-ceiling windows overlooked the city lights, and the furniture was all clean lines and soft leather. Soft jazz played from hidden speakers. A bottle of expensive wine already sat open on the low table, three glasses waiting beside it. I was the third glass. At twenty-two, I knew exactly why couples like them invited someone like me over. I was slim, smooth, and pretty in that delicate way that made older men want to ruin me just a little. Tonight I had dressed carefully: tight black jeans that hugged my ass, a simple white button-up with the top few buttons undone, and just enough eyeliner to make my dark eyes pop. I looked innocent but available. Exactly what they were looking for. The one who had contacted me was named Elias. Thirty-eight, tall, broad-should

Fuck My Husband 2 (BL)

Elias kept pounding into me with deep, powerful strokes. His thick cock stretched my hole perfectly, hitting that sweet spot inside me over and over again. I was on all fours on the large bed, moaning shamelessly as he fucked me. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the luxurious bedroom. My cock hung hard and leaking beneath me, untouched but throbbing with need. “Fuck, you feel so good, Kai,” Elias groaned behind me. His hands gripped my hips tightly as he drove into me harder. “Such a tight little hole. You were made for this, weren’t you?” I moaned louder, pushing back to meet his thrusts. “Yes… harder… please fuck me deeper.” Elias moaned sexily, the sound low and filthy. He leaned over my back and bit my shoulder lightly while his hips snapped forward again and again. Every thrust sent waves of pleasure through my body. I could feel my orgasm building slowly, coiling tight in my belly. From the armchair at the foot of the bed, Marcus watched us in silence. His

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