RUINED INNOCENCE: 40 Sinful Nights Of Corruption のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 71 - チャプター 80

I woke up the next morning feeling completely destroyed. My pussy was swollen, red, and still leaking Zane’s thick cum. My ass burned from his brutal spanks. My throat felt raw from choking on his cock. Every movement reminded me of how thoroughly my bully stepbrother had ruined me.And the worst part? I was already wet again. I tried to avoid him all day. I stayed in my room, skipping breakfast and lunch, hoping he would leave for practice. But Zane Blackwood was not a man you could hide from.Late in the afternoon, my bedroom door slammed open. He stepped inside like he owned the place, which, in this house, he basically did. His grey eyes immediately found me curled up on my bed in nothing but an oversized t-shirt."Still sore, little Raven?" he asked, voice dripping with mocking amusement. He locked the door behind him. "Good. I want you to feel me every time you move."I sat up, pulling the shirt down to cover my thighs. "Zane… please. Last night was...""Last night was just the

I was still sore and leaking Zane’s cum from the kitchen when I decided to take a long, hot shower to wash away the evidence of what I had become. My body was covered in his marks, fingerprints on my hips, hickeys on my breasts, and my ass still burned from his brutal spanks. My pussy felt swollen and used, constantly reminding me who owned it now.I stepped under the hot spray, letting the water cascade over my naked curves. My hand instinctively moved between my thighs, gently rubbing my sensitive clit as memories of Zane destroying me flooded my mind.The bathroom door suddenly opened. I froze. Zane stepped inside, still fully dressed, holding a stack of my books he’d 'borrowed' earlier. His steel-grey eyes immediately darkened as they landed on my wet, naked body behind the glass."Fuck…" he muttered, dropping the books on the counter without caring where they landed."Zane..." I started, but he was already stripping.His shirt came off, revealing his sculpted chest and abs. Then

His finger plunged deep inside my soaked pussy without warning, and I gasped loudly, my walls clenching desperately around the thick intrusion. Ethan had never touched me like this. Never once in five years had he bothered with foreplay. He would just push inside, thrust a few times, cum quickly, and leave me frustrated and empty.But this masked man was devouring me. He curled his finger expertly against my G-spot while his thumb rubbed firm, perfect circles on my swollen clit. Pleasure exploded through my body."Fuck, you’re absolutely dripping," he growled against my neck, his voice deeper and rougher than Ethan’s usual tone. "This neglected little cunt is weeping for attention, isn’t it?"I moaned shamelessly as he added a second thick finger, stretching me open. He pumped them fast and deep, making wet, obscene sounds echo in the small closet.He dropped to his knees, shoved my dress up roughly, and buried his face between my thighs like a man starved. His hot tongue dragged thro

The next morning, I woke up aching in the most sinful way. Damien’s cum had dried on my thighs overnight, a sticky reminder of how thoroughly he had ruined me in that closet. Every time I moved, I felt the soreness between my legs, the delicious stretch from his thick cock and the way he had fucked me like a man possessed.I couldn’t stop thinking about him. Even as I showered, my fingers kept drifting between my thighs, replaying the way his voice had sounded when he growled filthy things in my ear. The way he had devoured my pussy like he owned it. The way he had filled me so deep I could still feel him. I had to try to fix this.Ethan was still in bed when I slipped back into our room wearing nothing but a sheer black lingerie set I had bought months ago, hoping to spark something in our dying sex life. I crawled onto the bed and straddled him, pressing my breasts against his chest as I kissed his neck."Morning, baby," I whispered seductively, grinding slowly against him. "I’ve be

Damien didn’t give me time to recover. He scooped me up like I weighed nothing, my legs wrapping around his waist as his cum leaked out of my ruined pussy and dripped down his body. His mouth claimed mine in a brutal kiss while he carried me up the stairs, straight toward the bedroom I shared with his brother.My heart pounded with guilt and forbidden excitement. "Damien… not there…" I whispered against his lips, even as my arms tightened around his neck.He ignored me completely. He kicked open the door to my marital bed and threw me down onto it. The same bed where Ethan slept beside me every night. The same sheets I had washed just yesterday.Damien stood at the foot of the bed, staring down at my naked, cum-soaked body with terrifying obsession. "Spread your legs for me," he ordered, voice dark and commanding. "Show me how much you want your husband’s brother to fuck you in his own bed."Shame burned through me, but my thighs fell open anyway. Fresh slick mixed with his cum drippe