All Chapters of C*nt Of Demand: 60 Shades Of Pure Evil: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

JEZEBEL The next afternoon I could not stop thinking about him. My mind was still aching from the night before. I grabbed the old toolbox my uncle had left at our last family thing and used it as my excuse. I texted Jax quickly. "Hey, dropping off something for uncle at your place. You home?" He replied almost right away. "Yeah. Come through."My hands shook a little on the steering wheel the whole drive. When I pulled up to his house, my heart was hammering. I knocked on the door wearing a short sundress with nothing underneath. No bra, no panties. Just me, wet and ready.Jax opened the door looking fresh out of the shower. His hair was still damp and he had on gray sweatpants that hung low on his hips. That V line on his stomach made my mouth water. He looked me up and down slowly."Lila. You really came," he said, voice deep and rough. He stepped aside to let me in. I walked past him, making sure my ass brushed against him. I held up the toolbox. "Uncle left this. Figured I woul

JEZEBEL “Hey, baby,” Jax said warmly. “Still feeling me from last night?”I smiled, cheeks heating. “Mhm.”“My place tonight, eight o’clock. Marcus will be here. Wear something easy to take off.”My breath caught. “Jax…”“I got you,” he murmured gently. “We’ll go slow, making sure you feel safe and good. Two of us just for you.”I bit my lip. “Okay… I’ll be there.”“That’s my girl,” he said, smiling through the phone. “Can’t wait to spoil you.”I showed up in a short red dress with nothing underneath. My hands were shaking when I knocked. Jax opened the door and pulled me inside. Marcus was already there, sitting on the couch with a beer. He was built almost as big as Jax, dark hair, strong jaw, and that same confident military vibe. His eyes lit up when he saw me."Damn, Jax. You were not lying," Marcus said, voice low. "She looks even better up close."Jax stood behind me, hands on my shoulders. "This is Lila. My friend's niece. And tonight she is ours. But I am in charge. Understa

SARAH I stood frozen just outside Mr. Blackwood's office door, my hand still gripping the handle. It was late, way past quitting time, and I had only come back because I left my stupid phone charger on his desk. The whole floor was dark and empty except for the thin strip of light under his door. I was about to knock when I heard his deep voice, low and deep, like he was talking to someone on speakerphone. "Yeah, she's the one. That tight little secretary of mine. Been watching her bend over my desk for months. Those hips were made for breeding. I'm going to fill her cunt so full of my cum that her belly swells up with my baby before the month is out. She does not know it yet, but this pussy is getting claimed. Hard. Deep. Until she is dripping and knocked up." My heart slammed against my ribs so hard I thought I might pass out. He was talking about me. Me. Sarah, the girl who brought him coffee every morning and typed up his contracts. I could not move. My legs felt like jelly

SARAHAfter two days of him ruining me, I stormed into his office the next evening, my hands shaking as I went through his computer while he was in a meeting. What I found made my blood boil. A hidden folder. Pictures of other secretaries before me. Notes on their cycles. And worse, records of the special "vitamins" he had been slipping into my morning coffee for weeks. Fertility drugs. The bastard had been drugging me to make sure I was extra ready for his cum."You sick fuck," I spat the second he walked in. "I saw everything. The other girls. The pills in my coffee. You have been playing with my body like I am some experiment. I am done. I am going to the police or HR or whoever will listen."Mr. Blackwood locked the door and looked at me with that calm, hungry stare. "Come here, Sarah.""No. Fuck you." I screamed.He moved fast, grabbing me and pulling me against his hard chest. "Those other girls were practice. You are the one I chose. The one whose womb I want swelling with my b

ELENAI sat there on the exam table in that stupid paper gown, legs already spread a little, feeling pissed off and horny at the same time. I’d made the mistake of waiting for marriage before sleeping with my contract husband. My best friend Lisa had called me right when I got into the room. I answered because I needed to vent. Last night Ryan tried again, pumping his little pinky-sized dick into me for maybe a minute and half before he groaned and finished. No spark, no stretch, nothing. I faked a moan just to make him feel better and then rolled over frustrated as hell."Girl, I swear his tiny dick can't even get me wet anymore," I whispered into the phone, making sure the door was still closed. "It's like fucking a sad little finger. I need something real, something that actually fills me up and makes me scream. I don't know why I even came for this stupid mandatory wellness check today. The clinic called and said it was overdue, and I thought maybe they could at least check if