All Chapters of Dear Ex, Your Father Fxxked Me Better: Filthy Shorts: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

PART FOURHe cut the tape from my wrists with the knife, then removed the gag. I gasped for air, my chest heaving, my heavy tits rising and falling.“Do you want us to go one more time, little prey?” he asked, his voice low, menacing, and incredibly sexy.My voice was hoarse, broken, dripping with shameful desperation. “Yes… please.”A cruel, gorgeous smile twisted his lips. “Then run. Run and make sure I don’t catch you. Because if I do this time… I’m going to break you. Brutally.”I scrambled out of the SUV, yanking my torn jeans up just enough to cover my hips, leaving them unbuttoned and barely zipped. My blouse was long gone. I bolted into the dark forest completely topless, my full breasts swinging and slapping heavily against my ribs with every frantic step. Cum continued to leak down my inner thighs in sticky strands as I ran, my bare feet tearing over roots and sharp stones. The cold air made my nipples ache and tighten into painful peaks. My heart pounded so hard I could fee

PART TWO: CHASE AND CLAIMTwo hours later, the heavy drugged haze slowly lifted from my body.I lay sprawled across the ruined sheets, my chest heaving, thighs trembling from the aftershocks of multiple shattering orgasms. My black mourning dress was bunched uselessly around my waist, the thin silk dark with sweat and soaked through with our combined fluids. Thick, creamy rivulets of Victor’s cum still leaked from my swollen, puffy pussy, sliding down my inner thighs to stain the Egyptian cotton beneath me. My nipples were red, sensitive, and aching from the way he had sucked and bitten them while I lay completely helpless.Victor stood at the foot of the bed, gloriously naked, his massive cock still semi-hard and glistening with the messy evidence of our fucking. He looked like an absolute vision, devastatingly attractive, radiating that icy, untouchable coolness that made me weak. He watched me with dark, possessive hunger as I blinked up at him, slowly regaining control of my limbs

PART FOUR: THE FINAL CLAIM By 4:32 a.m., the honeymoon villa lay wrapped in deep silence, broken only by the faint rustle of leaves outside and the heavy, anticipatory rhythm of our breathing. Victor stood at the foot of the bed, his body still glistening from a fresh shower. Droplets traced slow paths down the hard, chiseled ridges of his chest and abs, disappearing into the deep V that went beneath the waistband of his low-slung black slacks. His silver-streaked dark hair was damp and pushed back with effortless cool, and those intense, famous actor’s eyes—once the object of my teenage fantasies—now burned with a dark, predatory hunger as they raked over my naked form. I lay sprawled across the rumpled silk sheets, my skin flushed and sticky from our earlier rounds. My thighs were slick with a mixture of his cum and my own multiple releases, my pussy still swollen and throbbing. I looked up at him, my heart hammering with a potent mix of fear and raw need. Victor’s voice ca

PART TWOVanessa wiped the hot tears from her cheeks with the back of her hand, smearing mascara, but she didn’t care. The image of Noah pressed against the wall, moaning like a whore while Daniel’s cock slammed into his ass, burned behind her eyes. Pain twisted into something sharper, darker which was pure, burning revenge.She turned on her heels, steps confident and deliberate, the click of her heels echoing down the corridor like a countdown. Without hesitation, she pushed open the same door she had accidentally stumbled into earlier. Gideon Walsh’s cologne — rich, woody, expensive — hit her like a drug the moment she stepped inside. This time, she slammed the door shut loudly behind her.Gideon turned around sharply, still holding his phone to his ear. He was devastating in a tailored black tuxedo that hugged his broad shoulders and powerful frame. The silver-blond hair, neatly styled beard, and those piercing blue eyes made him look every bit the ruthless billionaire patriarch a

PART FOURVanessa’s eyes stayed locked on Noah through the glass as she continued bouncing on Gideon’s thick cock, her hips rolling in filthy, hypnotic circles. The crowd below had grown completely silent except for the pounding bass, hundreds of phones pointed upward, capturing every second of the scandal.But she wasn’t finished.She leaned down, kissed Gideon hard and deep, then whispered against his lips, “Fuck me from behind. Right against the window. Let them all see what a real man does to me.”Gideon’s blue eyes darkened with raw lust. He growled, flipped her off his lap, and spun her around. Vanessa braced her hands on the cool glass of the floor-to-ceiling window, arching her back deeply and pushing her round ass out toward him. Her sapphire dress was shoved up around her waist, thong ripped to the side, pussy swollen, dripping, and gaping slightly from how hard she’d ridden him.Gideon stood behind her, tall and powerful, his massive cock — still slick with her creamy juice