All Chapters of Twisted Cravings : Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

9 Chapters

Part 1— A~♡HOSTEL MATE( Hot Ryan.)

ELLA’s POV“What type of network is this?” I altered as I was switching my airplane mode on and off for the hundredth time. I have been out here for over thirty minutes, silently cursing the service providers, the hostel wifi and my own impatience.All I wanted was to download the new movie “A one Night Stand” that was dropped tonight. The trailer had looked steamy as hell, and I needed something to take the edge off after a long week of classes.I was so engaged on my phone screen that I didn’t hear the footsteps until they stopped right in front of me.“Hey Ella!” The person said.My stomach did a little flip. Ryan was easily the hottest guy in the entire boys’ wing. Tall, broad-shouldered, with smooth dark skin, full lips, and those intense eyes that always seemed to see straight through you.His hair was thick and perfectly messy, like he’d just run his fingers through it after a shower. I had a massive crush on him since the day I moved into the hostel.“Hi Ryan,” I replied, try

Last Updated : 2026-06-19

B~♡Cum for me, Ella

The next day dragged on forever. Lectures felt like torture, my mind replaying every filthy word Ryan had typed the night before. By evening, the class finally ended and I was soaked just thinking about him. My phone buzzed as I got back to the hostel. Ryan: My room now. The door's unlocked. My heart slammed against my ribs. I didn’t even change out of my simple sundress. Thin yellow fabric that hugged my curves and stopped mid-thigh. No bra, no panties. I wanted him to know exactly what I came for. Several dirty images flocked my head, making my nipples harder and my core extremely wet. I slipped out of my room and crossed the short corridor to his. The hallway was quiet; most people were still out or already resting from the days hassle. My hand trembled as I pushed his door open. He stood by his bed in nothing but grey sweatpants that hung low on his hips, the deep V of his abs leading down to the obvious bulge I’d seen in his photo. His chest was broad and smooth,

Last Updated : 2026-06-19

C~ ♡Sex at the Balcony, nearly got caught.

We didn’t stop at round two. Ryan fucked me all night like he promised, slow and deep on his bed, then hard and fast against his desk, my legs wrapped around him while I bit his shoulder to stay quiet. By the time the first light of morning crept through his curtains, I was sore in the best way, covered in his marks, and dripping with his cum. We finally passed out tangled together, his arm heavy across my waist. I slipped back to my room just before the hostel started waking up, legs shaky, a secret smile on my face. Sleep claimed me for a few hours, but by mid-morning I forced myself up. The sun was bright, and I needed to wash and hang my clothes before the day got hotter. I gathered my laundry dresses, panties, bras and headed to the shared balcony at the end of our floor. It overlooked the back of the hostel, usually quiet this time of day. The warm breeze felt good on my skin as I shook out a wet sundress and clipped it to the line. My body still hummed from last night. E

Last Updated : 2026-06-19

D~ ♡Finish what you started.

The door to Ryan’s room slammed shut behind us, and he had me pinned against it before I could catch my breath.His mouth claimed mine in a bruising kiss, all teeth and hunger.My skirt was still bunched around my waist, my pussy throbbing from the interrupted fuck on the balcony.“Fuck, Ella,” he growled against my lips. “That was too close. But feeling you clench around me while we almost got caught… I’ve never been harder.”His hand slid between my legs, fingers plunging into my soaked folds, spreading the mess of my arousal. I moaned loudly, not caring if the walls were thin.“Ryan… finish what you started. Please.”He spun me around, bending me over his bed just like before. No teasing this time.He shoved his shorts down and slammed into me in one brutal thrust, burying his thick cock to the hilt. I cried out at the sudden stretch, my walls fluttering around him.He fucked me hard and fast, the wet slap of skin echoing in the small room. One hand fisted in my hair, pulling my he

Last Updated : 2026-06-19

E~ ♡ Fucking at a Party

My phone screen shone brightly on my face and immediately I checked and saw a message from Ryan. A smile covered my face as I got up from my bed. I was already dressed in a flared short skirt and a skimpy top that showed off my curves.Ryan: Meet me outside.I quickly put on my footwear and worked over to the door. Tonight we will be attending a school party organized by one of our peers.The cool night air touched my skin as soon as I stepped out of my hallway. I met Ryan standing close to the gate in his faded jeans and a nice hoodie.“Damn you look good.” He said as I blushed and turned around for him to look at me properly.“You clean up nicely too.” I replied and he quickly kissed my lips lightly. I chuckled and in no time we were on our way to the party venue.When we arrived, the bright lights from the bulbs and party lights were almost blinding. The hall was full to capacity,we had to graze several people to get to the drink stand.“Hey Ella,I'm glad you made it.” Tiffany s

Last Updated : 2026-06-19

Part 2— ♧ Claimed by my Stepbrother

Kara’s POVI dropped my suitcase in the entrance hall and the sound echoed through the empty mansion like a slap. Mom and Dad were already gone. Their text had come through while I was driving“Flight took off early, sweetie. Damon’s there if you need anything. Love you!”Oh no! They would be gone for a whole 30days, leaving me alone to stay with this asshole Damon—My stepbrother. Mom had married Damon’s dad six years ago. His father was a single dad raising a cocky, entitled asshole, and Mom fell hard. No blood between us at all, just a piece of paper and a shared last name that I hated. Damon had never let me forget it. He acted like the mansion, the money, and everything in it was his birthright.I kicked off my shoes and headed for the kitchen, stomach growling. The house felt heavier with just the two of us here.The house smelled the same polished wood and expensive air freshener but something felt off immediately. Then I saw him.Damon leaned against the marble island, shir

Last Updated : 2026-07-08

♧First Taste

The rest of the evening dragged by in this weird, charged silence. Damon barely looked at me after the delivery guy left. He ordered takeout, we ate at opposite ends of the massive dining table, and he even asked about my classes like some kind of decent human. For a second it almost felt normal. Almost sweet, even, like the house was just a big empty place and we were two people stuck in it together.But every time I shifted in my chair, I felt the pressure of his fingers. The mark on my neck itched under my hair. I hated how much I kept replaying it.By midnight I gave up trying to sleep. I lay in my bed in the dark, the big mansion creaking around me, and my hand slipped under the sheets before I could talk myself out of it. My panties were already soaked again. I closed my eyes and remembered the way he’d pinned me, the filthy things he’d said, those rough fingers stretching me open.My fingers circled my clit slowly, then faster. A soft moan escaped me. I bit my lip hard, but

Last Updated : 2026-07-08

♧At the pool

The headlights stayed for a terrifying ten seconds before they moved on. Not our parents, just the neighbor across the street pulling into his own driveway. I nearly collapsed with relief, but my body was still wound tight, drifting right on the edge of release. Damon’s fingers were still buried inside me, slick and unmoving.“False alarm,” he muttered, voice rough. He looked down at me, eyes dark, and slowly started moving his fingers again. But I pushed at his shoulders, suddenly too raw.“Not tonight,” I whispered. “I can’t.”He studied my face for a long moment, then surprisingly let it go. He pulled his hand away, kissed the inside of my thigh almost tenderly, and left without another word. I lay there shaking, unfinished and confused as hell.The next day I avoided him like the plague.I spent the morning in my room, then slipped out to the pool area in the afternoon when I thought he was in the gym. The sun beat down on the turquoise water, and the luxurious lounge chairs l

Last Updated : 2026-07-09

♧ Addicted to Damon

The message from Mom sat in my head like a ticking bomb. Three days. We had three fucking days before everything blew up. I should’ve put distance between us. Instead, I spent the rest of that afternoon letting Damon fuck me again in the shower, water pounding down on us while he pinned my wrists to the tile and took me from behind until I screamed.By evening I was sore, marked up, and still craving more. My hate had burned away completely. All that was left was this desperate, aching need for him.He found me in the kitchen after dinner, wearing nothing but his oversized t-shirt. I was loading the dishwasher when his arms came around me from behind, hands sliding under the hem.“Bedroom,” I whispered.“No.” His voice was low against my ear. “Dining room. Now.”He bent me over the long mahogany table without another word. The wood was cool against my cheek. He flipped the shirt up over my ass, kicked my legs apart, and shoved inside me in one hard thrust. I cried out, still sens

Last Updated : 2026-07-09

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