All Chapters of Fucked Raw by my Husband's Ruthless Best friend.: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Bella’s POVRev didn’t ask. He never even looked at me like he needed permission. His hands, those huge, rough hands, clamped around my waist like iron, and the next thing I knew my feet weren’t touching the floor anymore. I was just… up. Weightless, in the air. My legs moved before my brain did, wrapping around his hips, ankles crossing tight behind his back.My bare tits smashed against his chest, my nipples dragging over slick, sweaty skin. I could feel every ridge of muscle under my forearms when I threw them around his neck. My fingers slid over the hot, smooth skin of his shaved head, and I swear I dug in like I was trying to leave marks that would last for days.He looked up at me. God, those eyes. Black, wild, almost feral. His lips peeled back in something that wasn’t quite a smile.Then he drove into me.One thrust. No warning. Going all the way home.“FUUUUCK!” The word tore out of me like it had claws. My throat burned raw on the way out.He was so huge. I mean,

Bella’s POVI was still trembling all over, little aftershocks sparking through my thighs, when Rev’s voice sliced through the thick, sex-soaked air.“Ride his dick, baby.”His voice was low and rough. No room for arguing.My eyes flicked to Derek. He was already stretched out in the middle of that huge black bed like he owned it,. He folded his hands behind his head, his abs flexing every time he breathed. That thick black cock of his stood straight up, dark and slick, his veins pulsing like it was begging for me. He didn’t say a word. He just stared at me with that lazy, half-lidded smirk that always made my stomach flip.I crawled to him on shaky hands and knees, the bed dipping under me. My thighs were slick—his cum, Rev’s cum, mine—everything mixing together and sliding warm down my skin. Every tiny shift made my swollen pussy throb. Fuck, I felt filthy. Perfectly filthy.I climbed over him, my knees on either side of his hips, facing away so my back was to his chest. His cock

Ava’s POV“GET THE FUCK OUT!!!” The scream just came out of me like something wild, something I didn’t even recognize as my own voice anymore. It cracked halfway out of me, dry and shaky. My whole body shook with it.Julian didn’t move. He didn't even blink an eye. He just stayed there, his shoulder against the doorframe, and that half-empty whiskey bottle dangling from his fingers like it weighed nothing to him. His eyes were pitch black in the low light. They were dull but still so damn sharp. Like he could see straight through my skull.He laughed. Not loud at all. Just this low, nasty sound that crawled up my spine and made my skin crawl.“It’s not over, Ava,” he said, his voice rough like he’d swallowed gravel and smoke. “It’s never fucking over. You know that well.”I moved forward without thinking, got right up in his face, my chest heaving so hard it hurt.“It is!” I yelled, tears burning at the backs of my eyes. “I’m done, Julian! We’re done!! Get that through your thick

Ava’s POVThe bedroom suddenly felt too big for me tonight. It was too quiet. Too full of everything we weren’t saying.Leon let the suitcase fall with a heavy thud right by the door. The sound punched the air and it startled me a little.On the dresser sat those beautiful white roses he’d just gave me—perfect, still wrapped in plastic. They looked like the kind of flowers you send when you miss someone dearly, someone that you can't let a day pass without thinking about them. I couldn’t even glance at them without my stomach twisting.He started taking his clothes off the way he always does when he thinks that I’m half-asleep: slow, and unhurried.His jacket slid off his shoulders. He tugged his tie loose, and tossed on the chair. His fngers working each shirt button like he had all the time in the world. The black shirt he wore on the inside parted and there it was—that broad chest oc his that I used to press my cheek against just to listen to his heartbeat after sex. He shrug

Ava’s POVLeon tugged his trousers off him in one rough pull, letting them drop somewhere in the dark corner of the room.He stood there, completely naked, his cock thick and veined, standing hard and proud, the cap already slick with pre-cum. His hand wrapped around the base of his dick, stroking slow and lazy. He bit his lower lip, those dark eyes dragging over every inch of me, hungry and unashamed.I was still tied up, my wrists burning from the tight bite of his belt against the bed headboard. My arms ached bad, pulled high above my head for long, and now my shoulders were starting to cramp a little. But damn... that ache only made the heat between my legs worse. My pussy was throbbing, soaked from the orgasm he'd just forced out of me. The sheets under me were a mess, damp and sticky.Helpless. That's exactly what I was. Completely, utterly helpless. And damn it, I'd never craved anything like this before....He climbed on the bed like he owned it—owned me—his knees sinki